The Lipstick Kiss

It was a hot summer evening, and the air was thick with anticipation. Rebecca, a voluptuous woman in her early thirties, was getting ready for a night out. She slipped into a tight red dress that accentuated her curves and applied a bold red lipstick that matched her dress. She took one last look in the mirror, feeling confident and desirable.

Rebecca was meeting her lover, Henry, at a swanky bar downtown. Henry was a successful businessman, and Rebecca had been seeing him for a few months now. She loved the way he made her feel, like she was the most desirable woman in the world.

As she walked into the bar, she saw Henry sitting at the bar, sipping on a drink. He turned to look at her, and his eyes lit up with desire. He stood up and walked over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.

“You look stunning,” he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

Rebecca smiled, feeling a thrill run through her body. She leaned in and kissed him, her red lipstick leaving a mark on his lips.

They spent the evening drinking and flirting, their desire for each other growing with every passing moment. Finally, they couldn’t take it any longer. They paid their bill and left the bar, hailing a taxi to take them back to Henry’s apartment.

As soon as they walked through the door, they were on each other. Henry pushed Rebecca up against the wall, his hands roaming over her body. She moaned as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples through the fabric of her dress.

He pulled down the straps of her dress, exposing her lacy bra. He leaned in and kissed her breasts, his tongue tracing a path around her nipples. Rebecca arched her back, her breath coming in short gasps.

Henry reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. Rebecca cried out, her hands tangling in his hair.

Henry picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, laying her down on the bed. He pulled off her dress, leaving her in just her panties. He knelt between her legs, his hands on her thighs.

He leaned in and kissed her through her panties, his tongue tracing a path over her pussy. Rebecca moaned, her hips bucking up towards his mouth. He pulled her panties aside, exposing her wet pussy.

He leaned in and licked her, his tongue tracing a path over her clit. Rebecca cried out, her hands gripping the sheets. Henry licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers sliding inside her pussy.

Rebecca was moaning and writhing on the bed, her hips bucking up towards Henry’s mouth. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her breath coming in short gasps.

Henry could feel it too. He could feel her pussy clenching around his fingers, her juices flowing over his hand. He could hear her moans getting louder and louder.

And then she came, her body shuddering with pleasure. Henry kept licking and sucking at her clit, drawing out her orgasm until she begged him to stop.

He pulled off his clothes and climbed onto the bed, his cock hard and ready. Rebecca looked up at him, her eyes heavy with desire.

He slid inside her, his cock filling her up. She moaned as he started to thrust, her hips meeting his. He leaned down and kissed her, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

They fucked like that for what felt like hours, their bodies moving together in a rhythm that was almost primal. Rebecca could feel another orgasm building inside her, her breath coming in short gasps.

Henry could feel it too. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her juices flowing over his balls. He could hear her moans getting louder and louder.

And then she came again, her body shuddering with pleasure. Henry followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside her as he came.

They lay there, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts pounding in their chests. Rebecca looked up at Henry, her eyes heavy with desire.

“I love you,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his.

Henry smiled, his lips meeting hers in a gentle kiss.

“I love you too,” he whispered back.

And they lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.

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