In the dimly lit bedroom, a middle eastern woman with wild, messy hair ran her fingers through her dark locks. She sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes locked onto the man standing before her. He was a stranger, but there was something about him that drew her in.
“Come here,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
He obliged, closing the distance between them in a few long strides. She reached up, pulling him down to her level. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together.
He ran his hands down her body, gripping her hips and pulling her closer. She moaned into his mouth as his hands roamed lower, cupping her ass and giving it a squeeze.
She broke the kiss, gasping for breath. “Take off your clothes,” she commanded, her voice filled with need.
He quickly stripped, revealing his hard, muscular body. She licked her lips as she took in the sight of him, her eyes lingering on his thick cock.
She stood up, pressing her body against his. She reached down, wrapping her hand around his shaft and giving it a slow, teasing stroke.
He groaned, his head falling back as she worked her hand up and down his length. She leaned in, nipping at his earlobe and whispering, “I want you inside me.”
He picked her up, laying her down on the bed. He crawled between her legs, spreading them wide. He ran his fingers through her wet folds, groaning at the feel of her slick heat.
He leaned down, licking her clit in one long stroke. She cried out, her back arching off the bed. He continued to lick and suck at her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.
Just as she was about to come, he stopped. She looked up at him, her eyes pleading. “Please,” she begged.
He smiled, positioning himself at her entrance. He thrust inside her, filling her completely. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he began to move.
He fucked her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together. She wrapped her legs around him, meeting each thrust with one of her own.
They both reached their peak at the same time, crying out as they came. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat.
They lay there, panting and spent, as their heart rates slowly returned to normal.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, running her fingers through his hair.
He smiled, kissing her softly. “Yes, it was.”
They lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, as the night went on. The room may have been a mess, but their hearts and bodies were satisfied.
