Whispers in the Night

It was a warm summer night in the city, and the streets were alive with the sounds of laughter and music. Amidst the crowds, a woman named Cassandra strolled, her top discarded in favor of the freedom that came with the heat. Her full breasts were on display, a fact that hadn’t gone unnoticed by the men around her.

One such man, a ruggedly handsome stranger named Jack, found himself captivated by the sight of her. He approached her, his eyes locked on hers, and said, “You’re breathtaking.”

Cassandra, intrigued by the stranger’s confidence, smiled and replied, “And you’re bold.”

They shared a laugh, and soon found themselves in a dimly lit alley, away from prying eyes. Jack leaned in, his lips finding Cassandra’s in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s bodies.

Jack’s hands roamed over Cassandra’s curves, his fingers teasing her nipples to hard peaks. She moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch. Cassandra’s hands weren’t idle either, running through Jack’s hair and down his broad chest.

With a wicked grin, Cassandra dropped to her knees, her fingers working at the buttons of Jack’s pants. She freed his hard cock, her lips wrapping around the head with a sigh of pleasure. Jack’s head fell back, a low groan escaping his lips as she took him deeper into her mouth.

Cassandra worked Jack with her mouth and hand, her fingers teasing his balls. He trembled, his hips thrusting forward as he fucked her mouth. “Fuck, Cassandra,” he gasped, “I’m going to cum.”

But Cassandra wasn’t ready for him to finish yet. She pulled back, Jack’s cock glistening with her saliva. “Not yet,” she said, her voice husky with desire.

Cassandra stood, her body pressed against Jack’s. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she ground against him, her wetness soaking through her thin shorts. Jack’s hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he tried to hold back.

With a wicked grin, Cassandra reached down, her fingers hooking into the waistband of her shorts. She slid them down, kicking them aside as she stepped out of them. Jack’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her bare pussy, glistening with her arousal.

Cassandra turned, her hands braced against the wall as she looked back at Jack over her shoulder. “Fuck me,” she said, her voice a whisper.

Jack didn’t need to be told twice. He stepped forward, his cock sliding into Cassandra’s wetness with ease. She moaned, her body trembling as he filled her. Jack’s hips moved in a steady rhythm, his thrusts driving her closer and closer to the edge.

Cassandra’s fingers found her clit, her moans growing louder as she rubbed herself. Jack’s thrusts grew wilder, his hips slapping against her ass as he fucked her hard.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Cassandra chanted, her body trembling as she came. Jack followed, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum.

They stayed there, their bodies pressed together, as they caught their breath. Jack pulled out, his cum dripping down Cassandra’s legs. She turned, her arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed him.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her lips brushing against his.

Jack smiled, his hand cupping her cheek. “No, thank you.”

They parted ways, their bodies sated and their minds clear. It was a night they would both remember, a moment of passion in the midst of the chaos of the city.

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