In the dimly-lit corner of the bar, I spotted her. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in a silky waterfall, only occasionally disturbed by the gentle sway of her head as she laughed at something her companion had said. I couldn’t help but be drawn to her, and I found myself making my way over to her.
As I approached, I couldn’t help but stare at her hair. It was so long, so thick, and so shiny that I couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to run my fingers through it. I shook my head, trying to clear it of such thoughts, and focused on the task at hand.
“Excuse me,” I said, tapping her on the shoulder. “I couldn’t help but notice how beautiful your hair is. May I buy you a drink?”
She turned to me, her dark eyes sparkling with amusement. “Why, thank you,” she said, her voice like honey. “I’m Samantha, and I’d love a glass of red wine.”
I signaled to the bartender and ordered a glass of wine for Samantha and a whiskey for myself. As we waited for our drinks, I couldn’t help but steal glances at her. She was stunning, with high cheekbones, full lips, and a body that was made for sin.
When our drinks arrived, I raised my glass to her. “To long hair and beautiful women,” I said, clinking my glass against hers.
She laughed, her eyes shining with amusement. “I’ll drink to that,” she said, taking a sip of her wine.
We spent the next few hours talking and laughing, getting to know each other. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to her, how comfortable I felt in her presence. And all the while, I couldn’t help but stare at her hair. It was like a magnet, drawing me in and making me want to touch it.
Finally, I couldn’t resist any longer. I reached out and gently brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear. She shivered at my touch, and I knew I had her.
“Would you like to come back to my place?” I asked, my voice husky with desire.
She looked at me, her eyes dark with desire. “Yes,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
We left the bar and made our way to my apartment. As soon as the door closed behind us, we were on each other. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together as we explored each other’s mouths.
I reached up and ran my fingers through her hair, marveling at how soft it was. She moaned into my mouth, pressing herself closer to me.
“I’ve wanted to do this all night,” I said, breaking the kiss.
“Me too,” she said, her voice breathless.
I reached down and started to undress her, my hands shaking with desire. She helped me, her fingers fumbling with the buttons on my shirt.
Once we were both naked, I led her to the bedroom. We tumbled onto the bed, our bodies entwined. I trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe. She moaned, her hands clutching at my back.
I continued to kiss my way down her body, stopping to suck on her nipples. She arched her back, her fingers tightening in my hair.
“Yes, oh yes,” she moaned.
I continued my descent, kissing her belly button and then lower. I spread her legs apart and looked at her pussy. It was wet and glistening, and I couldn’t wait to taste her.
I leaned down and started to lick her pussy, slowly at first, and then with more urgency. She moaned, her hips bucking against my mouth.
“Oh god, yes,” she cried out.
I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls close around it. I started to move my finger in and out, fucking her with it as I continued to lick and suck on her clit.
She was moaning louder now, her hips thrashing wildly. I could feel her getting closer and closer to her orgasm.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, her back arching off the bed.
I continued to finger and lick her until she came, her juices flowing over my hand. She collapsed back onto the bed, panting and gasping for breath.
I crawled up her body and kissed her deeply, letting her taste her own juices on my lips. She moaned, her hands reaching down to touch my cock.
“I want you inside me,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
I didn’t need any further encouragement. I positioned myself at her entrance and started to push inside her. She was tight, but she was also wet and ready for me.
I started to fuck her, slowly at first, and then with more urgency. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her.
“Yes, oh yes,” she cried out, her nails digging into my back.
I fucked her harder and harder, our bodies slapping together. She was moaning louder now, her hips meeting mine thrust for thrust.
“Come for me,” I growled, my balls tightening.
She cried out as she came again, her pussy clenching around my cock. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I came, my hot seed filling her up.
We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies spent. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close.
“That was amazing,” she said, her voice breathless.
“Yes, it was,” I said, kissing the top of her head.
I ran my fingers through her hair, marveling at how soft it was. I knew I would never get tired of touching it, of running my fingers through it.
We lay there for a while, our bodies entwined, our hearts beating as one. I knew that this was the start of something special, something amazing. And I couldn’t wait to see where it would take us.
