In the dimly lit garden of a secluded mansion, a hot tub bubbled invitingly. The evening air was cool, but the water was warm and fragrant with the scent of jasmine. Two figures slipped into the tub, their bodies glistening with moisture from the steam.
Lena, a woman in her late twenties, was a vision of beauty. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in wet curls, and her big hips were accentuated by the high-waisted bikini she wore. She had a tattoo of a snake coiling around her left thigh, a symbol of her free spirit.
Her companion, Max, was a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes. He couldn’t take his gaze off Lena’s curves as she settled into the tub, her body making waves that lapped at his chest.
They made small talk at first, but as they sipped their champagne, the conversation turned flirtatious. Lena’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in to whisper in Max’s ear, her breath hot against his skin.
“I’ve been thinking about this all day,” she murmured, her hand tracing a path up his thigh.
Max’s heart raced as he felt her fingers brush against the growing bulge in his swim trunks. He leaned in to kiss her, his tongue finding hers in a passionate dance.
Lena moaned softly as Max’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the damp fabric of her bikini. She reached down to stroke his cock, feeling it harden in her grip.
With a wicked smile, Lena slid off her bikini bottom, revealing her bare hips and the snake tattoo that wrapped around her thigh. Max couldn’t help but stare as she straddled him, her wet heat pressing against his cock.
“Fuck me, Max,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his ear.
Max didn’t need to be asked twice. He wrapped his arms around Lena’s waist, pulling her closer as he thrust up into her. She moaned loudly, her head falling back as he filled her completely.
They moved together in a rhythm that was as old as time itself, their bodies slick with sweat and water. Lena’s hips ground against Max’s, her breasts bouncing in time with each thrust.
As they approached their climax, Lena’s moans grew louder, filling the garden with the sound of their passion. Max grunted with each stroke, his fingers digging into her hips as he drove deeper and deeper inside her.
Finally, they came together, their bodies shuddering with pleasure. Lena collapsed against Max, her breath hot against his neck as they caught their breath.
They stayed like that for a few moments, wrapped in each other’s arms, before finally pulling apart. Lena slipped back into her bikini, her hips swaying seductively as she climbed out of the tub.
Max watched her go, his cock still hard and aching. He knew he would be thinking about this moment for a long time to come.
As Lena disappeared into the mansion, Max slipped beneath the water, his mind filled with the memory of her body and the taste of her lips. He knew he would never forget this night, or the woman who had made it so unforgettable.
