In the dimly lit corner of a crowded bar, I spotted her. Her long, wavy hair was a mess, but it only added to her allure. She was a Filipina, with caramel-colored skin and dark, captivating eyes. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
I approached her, bought her a drink, and we started talking. Her name was Maria, she was 25 years old and had a contagious laugh that made me feel at ease. We hit it off instantly, and before I knew it, we were back at her place.
Maria led me to her bedroom, her hips swaying seductively as she walked. She turned to face me, her eyes filled with desire. I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, my heart pounding in my chest.
She leaned in and kissed me, her lips soft and warm against mine. Our tongues danced together as we explored each other’s mouths. She tasted like sweet wine and desire.
She broke the kiss and started trailing kisses down my neck, her hands wandering down my chest. I moaned as she reached my nipples, teasing them with her fingers.
She continued to kiss and nibble her way down my body, her hands working at the buttons of my pants. She pulled them down, along with my boxers, and took my hard cock in her hand.
She looked up at me with a devilish grin and took me in her mouth, her lips and tongue working in tandem to drive me wild. I groaned, my hands finding their way to her hair as she bobbed her head up and down.
She pulled back, her lips glistening with saliva and pre-cum. She stood up and started to undress, revealing her perfect, petite body. She was wearing a lacy bra and thong, her dark hair contrasting with her pale skin.
She crawled onto the bed, her eyes never leaving mine. I followed, my body covering hers. We kissed again, our bodies pressed together. I could feel her hard nipples against my chest, and the heat emanating from her pussy.
I trailed kisses down her neck, making my way to her breasts. I took one nipple in my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my tongue. She moaned, her hands running through my hair.
I continued to kiss and lick my way down her body, my fingers tracing patterns on her skin. I reached her thong and pulled it aside, revealing her bare, shaved pussy. It was wet and glistening, ready for me.
I leaned down and started to lick her pussy, my tongue exploring every inch of her. She moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sheets. I slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her tight walls close around it.
I added a second finger, fucking her with them as I continued to lick her clit. She was moaning and writhing beneath me, her orgasm building. I could feel her muscles starting to tense, and then she came, her juices flowing over my fingers and tongue.
I kissed my way back up her body, my hard cock pressing against her. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire. I positioned myself at her entrance and slowly pushed inside of her.
We started to move together, our bodies in sync. I thrust in and out of her, my hands gripping her hips. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside of her.
We changed positions, with her on top. She rode me, her breasts bouncing in front of me. I reached up and squeezed her nipples, causing her to moan even louder.
We switched back to missionary, with me on top. I looked down at her, her hair spread out around her head like a halo. I increased my pace, driving deeper and harder into her.
She moaned, her nails digging into my back. I could feel her pussy tightening around me, her orgasm building again. I reached down and started to rub her clit, my fingers working in tandem with my cock.
She came again, her pussy clenching around me. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I came too, filling her with my hot cum.
We lay there, our bodies entwined, our breaths slowing down. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with satisfaction.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her hand tracing patterns on my chest.
I smiled, my hand cupping her face. “Yes, it was.”
And it was. It was a night I would never forget.
