Whispers in the Cave

In the dimly lit cave, the air was thick with an intoxicating mix of damp earth and desire. The woman’s curly hair was a wild halo around her face, her top discarded somewhere in the darkness. She panted, her chest heaving as she stared at the man before her.

He leaned against the rough stone wall, eyes dark with desire as he took in the sight of her. Slowly, he pushed himself away from the wall and approached her, each step deliberate and full of intent.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, reaching out to tuck a loose curl behind her ear. She shivered at his touch, her eyes fluttering closed.

“I’ve wanted you since I saw you,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

He chuckled, his fingers tracing a line down her arm. “I know.”

He captured her mouth with his, his tongue delving deep as he tasted her. She moaned, her hands coming up to tangle in his hair as she pressed herself against him.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck as he nibbled and licked at her sensitive skin. She gasped, her head falling back to give him better access.

He took advantage, his hands roaming over her body as he explored every inch of her. She was soft and curvy, her skin flushed with desire.

He lowered himself to his knees, his hands gripping her hips as he pulled her closer. His mouth found her nipple, his tongue swirling around the hard peak as she cried out.

She threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him to her as he sucked and nibbled. He could feel her getting wetter, her hips grinding against his as she sought more friction.

He slid a hand between her legs, his fingers finding her slick and ready. She moaned as he stroked her clit, her hips bucking as she chased her release.

He stood up, his lips finding hers as he kissed her deeply. She could taste herself on his lips, the salty-sweet taste driving her wild.

He broke the kiss, his cock nudging at her entrance. She moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him closer.

He thrust into her, filling her completely. She cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he started to move.

He fucked her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together in the darkness. She moaned, her head thrown back as she took him deeper.

He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit as he stroked her. She moaned, her orgasm building deep inside her.

She came with a cry, her pussy clenching around his cock as she milked him dry. He groaned, his own release following close behind as he filled her with his cum.

They panted, their bodies slick with sweat as they came down from their high. He pulled out of her, his cock still semi-hard as he helped her to her feet.

She leaned against him, her head on his shoulder as they caught their breath. “That was amazing,” she whispered.

He chuckled, his fingers tracing idle patterns on her skin. “Yes, it was.”

They stood there for a moment, lost in their own thoughts. Finally, she pulled away, her fingers tracing a line down his chest.

“We should get dressed,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

He nodded, his hands reaching for his clothes. They dressed in silence, their movements quick and efficient.

When they were done, they looked at each other, their eyes shining in the dim light. “Until next time,” he murmured, his fingers brushing against hers.

She smiled, her heart fluttering in her chest. “Until next time,” she echoed, her eyes never leaving his.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *