In a small town nestled among the rolling hills of rural England, a woman named Isabella lived. She was a woman of exquisite beauty, with long, flowing chestnut hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves. Her emerald green eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, and her full lips were always curved in a knowing smile. At the age of 25, she was a woman in full bloom, and she knew it.
Isabella worked as a maid in the local manor house, and it was there that she met Edward, the dashing young lord of the manor. Edward was a man of great wealth and power, with jet black hair and piercing blue eyes. He was a man who was used to getting what he wanted, and what he wanted now was Isabella.
One day, as Isabella was dusting the library, Edward entered the room. He approached Isabella, and with a sly smile, he said, “Isabella, my dear, I have been watching you. You are a vision of beauty, and I must have you.”
Isabella, flattered by Edward’s advances, replied, “My lord, I am but a simple maid. I cannot be with a man of your station.”
But Edward would not be denied. He took Isabella in his arms and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. Isabella responded in kind, her own tongue meeting his in a passionate dance.
Edward then began to undress Isabella, his fingers deftly unlacing her corset and sliding it down her body. He then removed her dress, leaving her in nothing but her chemise and stockings. He then turned his attention to her long, flowing hair, running his fingers through it and marveling at its softness.
Isabella, now naked except for her undergarments, began to unbutton Edward’s shirt, her fingers trembling with excitement. She then ran her hands over his muscular chest, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles.
Edward then picked Isabella up and carried her to the nearby chaise lounge, laying her down gently. He then removed her chemise and stockings, leaving her completely naked. He knelt between her legs and began to kiss her inner thighs, working his way up to her wet, waiting pussy.
Isabella moaned with pleasure as Edward’s tongue began to explore her folds. He licked and sucked at her clit, driving her wild with desire. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to her.
Edward then entered Isabella, his hard cock sliding into her wet pussy with ease. He began to thrust in and out of her, his pace increasing as she cried out with pleasure.
Isabella then wrapped her legs around Edward’s waist, pulling him deeper into her. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer and whispering, “Yes, yes, harder.”
Edward then picked Isabella up and carried her to the nearby four-poster bed. He laid her down on the soft, silken sheets and entered her again, this time in the missionary position.
Isabella moaned with pleasure as Edward began to thrust in and out of her. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer and whispering, “Yes, yes, harder.”
Edward then began to thrust faster and harder, his balls slapping against Isabella’s ass. She cried out with pleasure as she felt herself on the brink of orgasm.
Edward then pulled out of Isabella and began to stroke his cock. He then came, his hot, sticky cum shooting out and landing on Isabella’s stomach.
Isabella, spent and satisfied, ran her fingers through the cum, coating them in it. She then brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean, her eyes locked on Edward’s the whole time.
Edward, spent and satisfied, lay down next to Isabella and pulled her close. They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
And as they lay there, the sun began to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. And in that moment, they knew that they were meant to be together, their love as eternal as the sun itself.
