It was a hot summer evening when I first met Isabella. She was a stunning young woman with long, dark hair that cascaded down her shoulders in beautiful waves. Her bangs framed her face perfectly, accentuating her piercing green eyes. I couldn’t help but be drawn to her as soon as I saw her.
We met at a local bar, where she was sitting alone at the bar. I took a seat next to her and struck up a conversation. We hit it off immediately, talking and laughing like we had known each other for years.
As the night went on, I couldn’t help but notice the way her hair brushed against her bare shoulders. She was wearing a low-cut top that showed off her ample cleavage, and I couldn’t help but stare. I could see the outline of her hard nipples through the fabric of her shirt, and I knew she was just as turned on as I was.
I leaned in closer to her, and we started to kiss. Her lips were soft and full, and I could feel her tongue exploring my mouth. She tasted like sweet wine and desire.
I reached down and started to caress her thigh, feeling the soft skin beneath my fingers. She moaned softly as I moved my hand higher, closer to her wet pussy. I could feel the heat radiating from her core, and I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
We stumbled back to her apartment, our bodies pressed together as we kissed and groped each other. As soon as we were inside, I pushed her up against the wall and started to undress her. Her hair fell in messy waves around her face as I kissed and licked her neck.
She moaned as I pulled her pants down, revealing her perfectly trimmed pubic hair. I knelt down in front of her and started to lick her pussy, tasting her sweet juices as they flowed from her. She moaned louder as I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls clench around me.
I stood up and kissed her deeply, letting her taste her own juices on my lips. She reached down and started to stroke my cock through my pants, feeling the hard length of it against her palm.
I pulled off her shirt, revealing her perky breasts and hard nipples. I started to suck and bite her nipples, feeling her body shudder with pleasure. She moaned and begged for more as I moved my mouth lower, kissing and licking her stomach.
I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom, laying her down on the bed. I pulled off my pants and climbed on top of her, our bodies pressed together as we kissed. I could feel her hard nipples against my chest, and I knew she was ready for me.
I slipped inside her, feeling her tight pussy wrap around my cock. She moaned and whispered my name as I started to thrust deeper and harder. I could feel her muscles clenching around me, pulling me deeper inside her.
We fucked for what felt like hours, our bodies moving together in a rhythm that was both primal and beautiful. I could feel myself getting close to the edge, and I knew she was too.
I pulled out and started to stroke my cock, feeling the familiar tingling in my balls. She watched me, her eyes wide with desire as I came, shooting ropes of cum all over her stomach and breasts. She moaned and reached down, rubbing my cum into her skin as I collapsed beside her.
We lay there, our bodies spent and sated, as we caught our breath. I looked over at her, admiring the way her hair spread out around her on the pillow. She was beautiful, and I knew I wanted her again and again.
The end.
