In the stillness of a summer afternoon, I found myself lounging by the lake, basking in the warmth of the sun. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, and the soothing sound of water lapping against the shore was only interrupted by the occasional birdcall.
A figure caught my eye, drawing my attention towards the tree line. A woman, her curly hair cascading down her back in a riot of dark locks, emerged from the shadows. Her hips swayed with a mesmerizing rhythm as she approached, her curvaceous figure accentuated by a form-fitting dress that hugged her in all the right places.
“Is this seat taken?” she asked, her voice a sultry whisper that sent shivers down my spine. I shook my head, unable to find my voice. She smiled, her full lips curling upwards in a knowing smile, and settled down beside me.
Our conversation flowed effortlessly, as if we were old friends. Her laughter was infectious, and I found myself drawn to her, captivated by her presence. As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, she leaned in closer, her eyes locked onto mine.
I could feel the heat radiating from her body, and my heart raced as she traced a finger along my jawline. Her touch was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. She leaned in, her lips brushing against mine in a gentle kiss that quickly deepened.
Her tongue explored my mouth, and I met her passion with my own, our bodies pressed together in a desperate need for closeness. My hands roamed her body, cupping her full breasts and teasing her hard nipples through the fabric of her dress.
She moaned, her hands gripping my shoulders as she ground her hips against mine. I could feel her heat, her wetness seeping through her dress and onto my thigh. She pulled away, her eyes dark with desire as she reached down and hiked up her dress, revealing her bare pussy.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice husky with need. I didn’t need to be asked twice. I pushed her back onto the grass, my fingers exploring her slick folds before plunging deep inside her. She cried out, her back arching as I found that spot that made her tremble with pleasure.
I positioned myself between her legs, my cock throbbing with need. I teased her entrance, drawing a gasp from her lips as I slowly entered her. She was tight, her muscles gripping me as I filled her completely.
I began to move, my thrusts slow and deliberate as I savored the feeling of her warmth surrounding me. She met me thrust for thrust, our bodies moving in perfect harmony.
“Harder,” she demanded, her nails digging into my back. I complied, my hips snapping forward as I drove into her with more force. Her moans grew louder, filling the air as I fucked her with abandon.
Her orgasm hit her like a wave, her muscles clenching around me as she screamed my name. I followed quickly after, my cock pulsing as I emptied myself inside her.
We lay there, our bodies entwined, as we caught our breath. The stars twinkled above us, a silent witness to our passion. It was a perfect moment, one that I would cherish forever.
As we dressed, she turned to me, her eyes full of warmth. “I hope we can do this again,” she said, her voice soft. I nodded, knowing that this was the start of something beautiful.
