It was a warm summer evening in the bustling city. People were out and about, enjoying the cool breeze after a long day. Among the crowd was a woman named Isabella, a striking beauty with a voluptuous figure. She was wearing a low-cut dress that accentuated her ample cleavage, held up by a push-up bra. Her long, wavy brown hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her bright green eyes sparkled with mischief.
As she walked down the street, she couldn’t help but notice the stares and whispers from the men around her. She loved the attention and knew exactly how to use it to her advantage. She entered a small, dimly lit bar and took a seat at the bar, crossing her legs and leaning forward to show off her assets.
The bartender, a handsome young man named Ethan, couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He had heard the whispers and saw the stares, but none of them compared to the woman sitting in front of him. He approached her, trying to keep his cool, and asked what she would like to drink.
Isabella ordered a dirty martini and as Ethan prepared her drink, she couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles flexed as he shook the cocktail shaker. She knew she had to have him.
She struck up a conversation, flirting shamelessly and touching his arm gently as she spoke. Ethan was putty in her hands, and before he knew it, they were leaving the bar and heading to his apartment.
As soon as they were inside, Isabella pounced. She pressed her body against his, running her hands over his chest and kissing him deeply. Ethan responded eagerly, his hands roaming over her curves and cupping her breasts through the fabric of her dress.
Isabella broke the kiss, a wicked smile on her face. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground and revealing her bare breasts. Ethan’s eyes widened in surprise and desire, and he reached out to touch her.
Isabella moaned as his fingers brushed against her nipples, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She kissed him again, harder this time, as she reached down to undo his pants.
Ethan’s cock sprang free, hard and ready. Isabella wrapped her hand around it, stroking him slowly as she kissed her way down his chest. She knelt in front of him, her lips inches from his swollen head.
She looked up at him, her eyes full of desire, and then she took him into her mouth. Ethan groaned as she sucked him, her tongue swirling around his shaft as she took him deeper and deeper.
Isabella could feel Ethan’s legs shaking as she brought him closer and closer to the edge. She pulled back, a string of saliva connecting her lips to his cock, and then she stood up and led him to the bedroom.
She pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him, straddling his hips and guiding his cock to her wet entrance. She sank down onto him, gasping as he filled her completely.
Ethan’s hands gripped her hips as she began to ride him, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. She leaned forward, her hair falling around them like a curtain, and kissed him deeply.
Isabella could feel Ethan’s fingers digging into her hips as he thrust up into her, meeting her rhythm. She moaned as he hit her sweet spot, over and over again.
Ethan’s legs tensed as he felt his orgasm building, and Isabella could feel him swelling inside of her. She rode him harder, faster, wanting to feel him come inside of her.
With a final thrust, Ethan came, his hot seed filling her completely. Isabella collapsed onto him, her body spent and satisfied.
They lay there for a moment, panting and sweaty, before Isabella sat up and looked at him. “That was amazing,” she said, a satisfied smile on her face.
Ethan could only nod, still trying to catch his breath. He knew he had just experienced something truly special. And he couldn’t wait to do it again.
