It was a hot summer evening when I stumbled upon a woman in an alley, her messy hair and tattoos giving her a wild and alluring appearance. She was leaning against the brick wall, her body glistening with sweat.
As I approached her, she looked up at me with a smoldering gaze. “Hey there,” she said, her voice husky and inviting.
I couldn’t resist the temptation. I moved closer, our bodies almost touching. She reached up and ran her fingers through my hair, pulling me in for a deep and passionate kiss.
Our tongues danced together as our hands explored each other’s bodies. She moaned as I cupped her breast, my thumb brushing against her hard nipple. I could feel her heart racing as I slid my hand down her tight jeans, feeling the heat radiating from her pussy.
She broke the kiss, her breath hot and heavy. “Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice full of desire.
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I pulled her jeans down, revealing her bare pussy. I knelt down and started licking her clit, her moans growing louder as I slid my fingers inside her.
She grabbed the back of my head, pulling me closer as she rode my face. I could feel her getting closer to her orgasm, her legs shaking as she moaned louder and louder.
Finally, she came, her juices flowing onto my face. I stood up and she pulled me in for another kiss, tasting herself on my lips.
Without a word, she dropped to her knees and pulled my cock out, taking it in her mouth. She sucked and stroked me, her spit making my cock slick.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I pulled her up and bent her over, entering her from behind. She moaned as I filled her, our bodies slapping together as I thrust deeper and deeper.
I reached around and played with her clit as I fucked her, her moans growing louder and louder. She came again, her pussy tightening around my cock as she screamed my name.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I pulled out and came, my cum covering her ass and back.
We both stood there, panting and covered in sweat and cum. She turned around and kissed me, her tongue dancing with mine.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice full of satisfaction.
I couldn’t agree more.
As we both got dressed and went our separate ways, I couldn’t help but think about that wild and passionate encounter. It was a moment I would never forget.
