It was a humid summer evening when I first laid eyes on her. She was sitting at the bar, sipping on a martini, her short hair cascading down her shoulders in loose waves. Her bra clad chest was barely contained by the low-cut top she was wearing, and I could see the outlines of her perfect body. She was breathtaking.
I approached her, my heart pounding in my chest. “Is this seat taken?” I asked, gesturing to the stool next to her.
She looked up at me, her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. “It is now,” she said, her full lips curling into a seductive smile.
We struck up a conversation, and I found myself drawn to her. She was witty, confident, and had a body that could make a man weak in the knees. I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to run my hands over her curves, to taste her lips and feel her body pressed against mine.
As the night wore on, the chemistry between us grew stronger. We left the bar, and I took her back to my place. She wasted no time in stripping off her clothes, revealing her perfect body in all its glory. I couldn’t help but stare, my cock already rock hard in my pants.
She smiled at me, her eyes full of desire. “Touch me,” she said, her voice husky with want.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I ran my hands over her body, feeling her soft skin and firm curves. I kissed her, our tongues dancing together as we explored each other’s mouths. She moaned into my mouth as I cupped her breasts, my thumbs flicking over her nipples.
She broke the kiss, her eyes dark with desire. “Fuck me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
I didn’t hesitate. I picked her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her to the bedroom. I laid her down on the bed, my body covering hers as I kissed her again. She moaned into my mouth, her hands running through my hair.
I trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobes and licking her collarbone. She arched her back, her breasts pressing against my chest as I made my way down to her nipples. I sucked and bit at them, her moans growing louder as I did.
I continued my descent, kissing and licking her stomach and hips. She spread her legs for me, her pussy already wet and glistening. I ran my tongue over her clit, tasting her sweetness as she moaned and bucked her hips.
I slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her tightness and warmth. She was so wet, so ready for me. I added another finger, fucking her with them as I sucked on her clit. She moaned and writhed underneath me, her orgasm building.
I could feel her muscles clenching around my fingers, her moans growing louder. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her body trembling as she came.
I didn’t give her time to recover. I positioned myself at her entrance, my cock throbbing with need. I pushed inside of her, feeling her tightness and heat surrounding me. She moaned as I filled her, her legs wrapping around my waist as I began to thrust.
I fucked her hard and fast, our bodies slapping together as we both chased our release. She moaned and screamed, her nails digging into my back as she came again.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I thrust deep inside of her, my cock pulsing as I came, filling her with my cum.
We lay there, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts racing. She looked up at me, her eyes full of satisfaction. “That was amazing,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
I couldn’t agree more. It was a night I would never forget.
