In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the full-length mirror. She was the very picture of perfection. Her long, brunette hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, framing her face and drawing attention to her high cheekbones and bright, green eyes. Her body was toned and firm, with curves in all the right places. Her breasts were full and firm, perfectly proportioned to her slender frame.
She was completely naked, save for a pair of high heels that added an extra few inches to her already impressive height. She ran her hands over her body, feeling the softness of her skin and the firmness of her muscles. She knew she was attractive, and she reveled in the power it gave her.
Across the room, a man watched her. He was tall and handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He had been admiring her from afar for weeks, but tonight was the night he had decided to make his move.
He walked over to her, his eyes never leaving her body. She turned to face him, a small smile playing on her lips. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than happy to oblige.
He reached out and took her in his arms, pulling her close and kissing her deeply. She responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth and her body pressed against his.
He ran his hands over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. She moaned softly, her body responding to his touch. He slowly moved his hands down her body, tracing the curve of her waist and the swell of her hips.
He knelt down in front of her, his hands on her thighs. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire. She smiled down at him, her hands tangled in his hair.
He leaned forward and kissed her inner thigh, his lips soft and warm against her skin. She gasped as he trailed kisses higher, closer to the apex of her thighs.
He reached her pussy and she spread her legs wider, giving him better access. He licked her, his tongue exploring her folds and teasing her clit. She moaned louder, her hips bucking against his mouth.
He stood up and kissed her again, his hands on her breasts. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she knew what she wanted.
She pushed him back onto the bed and climbed on top of him. She kissed him deeply, her hands on his chest. He reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her closer and grinding his hips against hers.
She reached down and guided his cock inside her, gasping as he filled her. She started to ride him, her hips moving in time with his. He reached up and grabbed her breasts, pinching her nipples and making her moan louder.
He flipped her over, pinning her to the bed. He thrust into her harder, faster. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper.
He reached down and touched her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her. He followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he came.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction. He smiled down at her, his own eyes filled with contentment.
They knew they would do it again, and again. And they would enjoy every moment of it.
