It was a humid summer evening when I first met her. She was a vision of beauty with her dark skin and curly hair, neatly woven into braids that cascaded down her shoulders. She had an air of confidence that was both captivating and irresistible. Her name was Sade.
Sade and I had been exchanging flirtatious messages for a week before we finally decided to meet. She invited me to her apartment, which was just a short walk from where I lived. I arrived at her doorstep, my heart pounding in anticipation.
Sade greeted me with a seductive smile and opened the door wide enough for me to enter. I could feel the chemistry between us as we stood there, looking into each other’s eyes. She was wearing a sheer red dress that showed off her toned legs and ample cleavage. I could feel myself getting hard just by looking at her.
We sat down on her couch, and she offered me a glass of wine. As we chatted and sipped our drinks, her hand slowly found its way onto my thigh. She leaned in and whispered in my ear, “I’ve been thinking about you all week, and I can’t wait any longer.”
With that, she straddled me and pressed her lips against mine. Our tongues danced as we explored each other’s mouths. Her hands roamed my body, and I could feel her nipples hardening through her dress.
I reached up and unclasped her bra, revealing her perfect breasts. I took one in my mouth and sucked on her nipple, causing her to moan with pleasure. She ground her hips against me, and I could feel her wetness through her panties.
I slipped my hand inside her panties and started to rub her clit. She leaned back and let out a low moan, her head thrown back in pleasure. I slid a finger inside her, and she gasped as I stroked her G-spot.
Sade stood up and pulled off her dress, revealing her naked body. She was stunning, with curves in all the right places. She pushed me back onto the couch and climbed on top of me, guiding my cock inside her.
She rode me hard, her breasts bouncing in front of my face. I reached up and pinched her nipples, causing her to moan even louder. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “Fuck me harder.”
I obliged, grabbing her hips and thrusting up into her. She cried out with pleasure, her nails digging into my shoulders. I could feel myself getting close to the edge, and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer.
Sade must have sensed this because she started to ride me even harder, her moans becoming louder and more urgent. I could feel her muscles clenching around my cock as she approached her own orgasm.
With one final thrust, I came hard inside her, my body trembling with pleasure. She collapsed on top of me, her breathing heavy and ragged. We lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking.
“That was amazing,” Sade whispered, looking into my eyes.
“Yes, it was,” I replied, still trying to catch my breath.
We spent the rest of the night exploring each other’s bodies, making love until the early hours of the morning. It was a night of passion that I would never forget.
