It was a sweltering summer afternoon when I first laid eyes on her. She was lounging by the pool, her petite frame adorned in a skimpy bikini that left little to the imagination. Her hair, an alluring pixie cut, shimmered in the sunlight as she flipped through a magazine. I couldn’t help but be captivated by her beauty.
Over the next few days, I found myself inching closer to her during our poolside hangouts. We shared laughs, stories, and a mutual attraction that was palpable. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, she leaned in and whispered, “Would you like to come to my place for a drink?” I nodded, my heart pounding with anticipation.
At her apartment, she poured us two glasses of wine and we settled onto the couch. Our conversation flowed effortlessly, but I couldn’t ignore the magnetic pull between us. Without a word, she set her glass down and moved closer, her pixie-cut hair brushing against my cheek. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our bodies entwining as we fell back onto the couch.
She trailed kisses down my neck, her hands caressing my chest. I responded by undoing her bikini top, revealing her perky breasts. My mouth found her nipples, teasing and sucking until she moaned with pleasure. She arched her back, inviting me to explore further.
I obliged, my fingers tracing a path down her toned stomach to the waistband of her bikini bottoms. She lifted her hips, allowing me to slip them off, revealing her smooth, shaved pussy. I couldn’t resist diving in, my tongue exploring her folds as she writhed in pleasure.
She wasn’t one to be left out, however. Her fingers found my cock, already rock hard in my shorts. She stroked me gently at first, but soon increased her pace as I moaned into her pussy. I could feel my orgasm building, but I wasn’t ready to cum yet.
I pulled away, my lips glistening with her juices. She looked up at me with a desperate hunger in her eyes. I positioned myself between her legs, my cock poised at her entrance. “Are you ready?” I asked, my voice husky with desire. She nodded, biting her lip in anticipation.
Slowly, I pushed into her, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy enveloping me. Once I was fully inside, I began to thrust, each movement eliciting a moan from her lips. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside.
As our passion reached its peak, I could feel myself getting close. “I’m going to cum,” I warned her, my voice strained. She nodded, her eyes locked on mine as she urged me on. With one final thrust, I released inside her, my warm seed filling her up.
We collapsed onto the couch, our bodies spent and satisfied. As we caught our breath, she looked up at me with a sly smile. “I think this is the start of something beautiful,” she said, her fingers tracing circles on my chest. I couldn’t help but agree.
