It was a warm summer evening when I saw her for the first time. She was walking down the street, her curly hair bouncing with every step she took. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was beautiful.
I gathered all my courage and approached her. “Hi, I’m Jake,” I said, extending my hand.
She looked at me with a surprised expression, but then she smiled. “Hi, I’m Emily. Nice to meet you, Jake.”
We started talking, and before I knew it, we were sitting in a cozy corner of a nearby café, sharing stories and laughing. I could feel the chemistry between us, and I knew I had to take a chance.
“Emily, I know this might sound crazy, but I really want to kiss you right now,” I said, looking deep into her eyes.
She hesitated for a moment, but then she leaned in and kissed me. It was an electric kiss, full of passion and desire.
We left the café and found a quiet alleyway. Our clothes came off quickly, and we were touching each other’s bodies with urgency.
I started by kissing her neck and nibbling her earlobes. She moaned softly, and I could feel her getting more and more aroused. I moved down to her breasts, taking each nipple in my mouth and teasing them with my tongue.
She ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me closer. I could feel her wetness on my fingers as I explored her pussy. She was ready for me.
I entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her warmth surrounding me. We moved together, our bodies in sync. She moaned louder with every thrust, urging me to go deeper.
We changed positions, and she rode me, her curly hair bouncing with every movement she made. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, and I knew she was too.
She came first, her pussy clenching around me as she moaned my name. I followed soon after, filling her with my cum.
We lay there for a moment, our bodies still connected. “That was amazing,” she whispered, and I couldn’t agree more.
We got dressed and went our separate ways, but I knew I would never forget that night and the curly-haired woman who had taken my breath away.
