In the dimly lit tavern, a man named Theodorus sat quietly in the corner, nursing a mug of ale. His eyes were drawn to the entrance as a woman walked in, her curves accentuated by a low-cut dress that revealed ample cleavage. Her age was difficult to determine, but Theodorus guessed she was in her early thirties.
The woman, whom Theodorus later learned was named Isolde, made her way towards him. She sat down across from him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
“Good evening, Theodorus,” she said, her voice sultry. “I couldn’t help but notice you admiring my…assets.”
Theodorus blushed, but Isolde’s smile put him at ease. They struck up a conversation, and Theodorus found himself drawn to her. He couldn’t believe his luck when Isolde suggested they retire to his room for the night.
Once in the room, Isolde wasted no time. She pressed her lips to Theodorus’s, her tongue exploring his mouth. Her hands wandered down his chest, undoing the buttons of his shirt. Theodorus shivered as her fingers brushed against his skin.
Isolde broke the kiss, her lips trailing down Theodorus’s neck. She nibbled on his earlobe, eliciting a moan from him. She continued her descent, her tongue swirling around his nipples.
Theodorus’s hands wandered down Isolde’s back, cupping her ass. He pulled her closer, grinding his hips against her. Isolde gasped, her hands reaching for his pants. She freed his cock, stroking it gently.
Theodorus’s fingers found their way to Isolde’s pussy, rubbing her clit in slow circles. Isolde moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. She was wet, ready for him.
Theodorus lifted Isolde’s legs, wrapping them around his waist. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock. Isolde whimpered, her nails digging into Theodorus’s back.
Finally, Theodorus thrust into Isolde, filling her completely. She cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock. Theodorus set a steady pace, his hips slapping against Isolde’s.
Isolde’s moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of their skin slapping together. Theodorus could feel himself getting closer to the edge, his balls tightening.
Isolde’s pussy tightened around Theodorus’s cock as she came, her orgasm triggering his own. He groaned, his hot cum filling Isolde’s pussy.
They lay there for a moment, panting and sweaty. Theodorus pulled out of Isolde, his cum spilling out of her pussy. He collapsed onto the bed, pulling Isolde with him.
They fell asleep in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined. It was the beginning of a passionate affair, one that Theodorus would never forget.
