In the stillness of the moonlit night, a woman with a body that could only be described as perfect lay nude upon her bed. Her raven hair spilled out across the pillow, framing her face and drawing attention to her high, firm breasts. They were the kind of breasts that men dreamt of, full and round with dark, rosy nipples that begged to be touched.
She ran her fingers over her own body, feeling the softness of her skin and the firmness of her curves. She knew that she was desirable, and she reveled in the power that her body gave her. She closed her eyes and let out a soft sigh, imagining the feel of a man’s hands on her, exploring every inch of her.
As if on cue, there was a soft knock at the door. She opened her eyes and sat up, a slow smile spreading across her face. She knew who it was, and she had been waiting for him.
“Come in,” she called out, her voice husky with desire.
The door opened and he stepped inside, his eyes immediately drawn to her naked form. He was a handsome man, with chiseled features and a strong jaw. He was dressed in nothing but a pair of low-slung jeans, and she could see the outline of his hard cock through the fabric.
He crossed the room in two long strides and climbed onto the bed, covering her body with his own. She gasped as she felt the weight of him, the heat of his skin against hers. He kissed her deeply, his tongue delving into her mouth and tasting her.
She moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer. She could feel the length of his cock pressing against her thigh, and she writhed beneath him, desperate for him to be inside her.
But he had other plans. He began to kiss his way down her body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He nipped at her neck, making her gasp and arch her back. He licked and sucked at her nipples, making them harden and ache with need.
She threaded her fingers through his hair, urging him lower. She knew what she wanted, and she wasn’t afraid to ask for it.
He smirked and continued his descent, his lips brushing against the soft skin of her stomach. He kissed her hips, her thighs, and then finally, he was there.
He spread her legs wide and looked at her, his eyes dark with desire. She was already wet, her pussy glistening in the moonlight. He leaned in and licked her, a long, slow stroke that made her moan and buck her hips.
He licked and sucked at her clit, driving her wild with pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, the tension coiling deep within her. She cried out, her fingers tightening in his hair as she came hard, her juices flowing freely.
He didn’t stop, he kept licking and sucking at her, pushing her to the brink of another orgasm. She was gasping and moaning, her body writhing beneath him.
Finally, he couldn’t take it any longer. He climbed up her body, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself at her entrance and looked into her eyes, seeking permission.
She nodded, her eyes heavy with desire. He thrust into her, filling her completely. She cried out, her nails digging into his back as he began to fuck her hard and fast.
He pounded into her, again and again, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm that was primal and raw. She could feel another orgasm building, the pleasure so intense that it was almost painful.
She came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock as she screamed his name. He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his seed.
They lay there, panting and sweating, their bodies entwined. He rolled off her and pulled her close, his arms wrapped around her as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies still entangled in a tangle of limbs and sheets.
It was the start of a long and passionate night, one that they would both remember for a long time to come.
