It was a warm summer evening when Miranda, a young woman with long, curly hair, was walking down the quiet street. She was wearing a short skirt and a tight blouse that showed off her ample curves. She had been out with her friends, but they had all gone home, leaving her to make her way back alone.
As she walked, she noticed a man sitting on the steps of one of the buildings. He was handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He looked like he was in his late twenties, and he was dressed in a suit and tie. She couldn’t help but feel drawn to him, and she found herself slowing down as she approached.
“Hello,” he said, as she passed by. “Do you have a moment to talk?”
Miranda hesitated for a moment, but something about him made her feel safe. She nodded, and he stood up, offering her his hand. She took it, and he led her to a nearby bench.
They sat down, and he introduced himself as Daniel. They made small talk for a few minutes, but Miranda could feel the tension building between them. She could see the desire in his eyes, and she knew that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
Without warning, he leaned in and kissed her. His lips were soft, and his tongue explored her mouth with a passion that took her breath away. She kissed him back, running her hands through his hair and moaning softly.
They broke apart, gasping for air. Daniel looked at her with a hungry expression, and Miranda knew that they were both ready for more. He reached out and touched her breast, squeezing it gently. Miranda arched her back, moaning as he teased her nipple through her blouse.
Daniel’s hand moved down her body, and he slipped it under her skirt. Miranda spread her legs, allowing him to touch her. He found her wet and ready, and he slipped a finger inside her. Miranda moaned louder, bucking her hips as he fingered her.
Daniel stood up, and Miranda followed him. He led her to a nearby alley, and they stumbled into the darkness. He pushed her against the wall, and Miranda wrapped her legs around his waist. He entered her roughly, and they both cried out in pleasure.
They fucked hard and fast, their bodies slapping together in the darkness. Miranda could feel herself getting close to orgasm, and she urged Daniel on.
“Faster, fuck me harder,” she moaned.
Daniel obeyed, and Miranda came with a loud cry. Daniel followed soon after, filling her with his hot cum.
They stood there for a moment, panting and sweaty. Then Daniel pulled out, and Miranda straightened her skirt. They exchanged a long, lingering kiss before going their separate ways.
Miranda walked home with a smile on her face. She knew that she would never forget that night, and she couldn’t wait to see Daniel again.
