It was a hot summer evening when I first met Chloe at a crowded bar in the city. She was a stunning woman with a pixie haircut, bright green eyes, and an extraordinary amount of cleavage on display. Her confidence and charm were intoxicating, and I found myself drawn to her like a moth to a flame.
After a few drinks and some flirtatious banter, I worked up the courage to ask Chloe back to my place. To my delight, she agreed.
As soon as we stepped into my bedroom, Chloe pounced on me with a fiery passion that took my breath away. Her lips met mine in a deep, passionate kiss, and I could feel the heat radiating from her body.
She broke our kiss and began to explore my body with her hands, tracing her fingers over my chest and abs. I couldn’t help but moan as she made her way lower, undoing my pants and freeing my hard cock.
Chloe wasted no time in wrapping her lips around my shaft, taking me deep into her mouth. I groaned in pleasure as she sucked and stroked me, her tongue swirling around my tip.
But I wanted more. I needed to feel her body against mine.
I picked Chloe up and laid her down on the bed, reveling in the sight of her cleavage spilling out of her dress. I kissed and licked my way down her body, teasing her nipples with my tongue before continuing lower.
I spread Chloe’s legs and admired her wet pussy, glistening in the dim light of the room. I couldn’t resist diving in, licking and sucking on her clit until she was moaning and writhing beneath me.
Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer. I needed to be inside her.
I positioned myself at her entrance and thrust inside, filling her completely. We moved together in a primal rhythm, our bodies slick with sweat.
Chloe’s moans grew louder as I hit her spot, over and over again. She begged me to go harder, faster, and I was happy to oblige.
Suddenly, she cried out in pleasure as she came hard, her pussy clenching around me. I couldn’t hold back any longer and followed her over the edge, filling her with my seed.
We lay there, panting and spent, our bodies entwined in a tangle of sheets and limbs.
It was a night of passion that I would never forget. And I couldn’t wait to do it again.
