In the heart of a dense forest, a lone traveler named Bran stumbled upon a hidden cave. As he approached, he noticed a faint light flickering within, and the sound of gentle moans. Curiosity piqued, he entered.
Inside, he saw a woman with long, wild hair, leaning against the cave wall, her eyes closed in ecstasy. A man, his back to Bran, was thrusting into her, his hands gripping her hips.
Bran watched, his own desire growing. The man, sensing another presence, turned his head, revealing a face obscured by a mask. He nodded at Bran, silently inviting him to join.
Bran approached, his cock already hard. He approached the woman, running his hand through her hair. She opened her eyes, meeting Bran’s gaze, and smiled.
“You’re here,” she whispered, her voice husky with pleasure. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
Bran leaned in, capturing her lips in a deep kiss. His hands roamed her body, feeling her curves beneath his fingers. The man behind her continued his rhythm, the sound of their bodies slapping together filling the cave.
Bran broke the kiss, moving down to her neck. He nibbled and licked, causing her to moan. He reached down, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples.
The man’s thrusts grew faster, his breath coming in short gasps. Bran could feel the woman’s body tensing, her muscles clenching.
“I’m close,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Don’t stop.”
Bran didn’t, instead increasing his pace. He could feel her nearing her climax, her moans growing louder.
Suddenly, she cried out, her body shaking as she came. The man followed, his thrusts becoming erratic as he filled her.
Bran stepped back, watching as they caught their breath. The woman opened her eyes, smiling at him.
“That was amazing,” she said, her voice still husky. “Join us again?”
Bran nodded, his desire still burning. He knew this was just the beginning of many encounters in the cave.
*The woman in the story is 18 years old or older.*
