In the dimly lit room, a woman stood facing away from the door, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the setting sun streaming in through the window. Her long, thick black hair cascaded down her back, the loose strands shimmering with a hint of blue in the fading light. She was nude, her smooth brown skin glowing in the warm embrace of the evening.
The door creaked open, and a man entered, his eyes immediately drawn to the figure in front of him. He closed the door behind him, and quietly approached, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpet beneath. As he reached her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close, his chest pressed against her back. She leaned into him, her head resting on his shoulder, as they stood there, lost in the moment.
His hands began to wander, tracing the curve of her waist, then up to her breasts, cupping them gently, his thumbs brushing against her hardening nipples. She let out a soft moan, her body responding to his touch. He leaned down, his lips finding her earlobe, his tongue darting out to taste her skin. She shivered, her breath hitching as he nibbled gently.
He continued his exploration, his hands moving down her body, over her hips, and between her thighs. She spread her legs slightly, giving him access, as he began to stroke her clit, his fingers slick with her wetness. She gasped, her hips bucking against his hand, as he increased the pressure, circling her clit with his thumb, while his index and middle fingers plunged into her pussy.
She reached behind her, her fingers finding his cock, already hard and throbbing with need. She began to stroke him, her grip firm, her thumb swirling over the tip of his cock, spreading the bead of pre-cum that had formed there. He groaned, his hips thrusting into her hand, as she continued to touch him.
He removed his fingers from her pussy, bringing them to his lips, tasting her, as she continued to stroke him. He then turned her around, his lips finding hers, his tongue delving into her mouth, as they kissed deeply, their bodies pressed together.
Breaking the kiss, he picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist, as he carried her to the bed. Laying her down, he knelt between her legs, his eyes taking in her naked form, her breasts heaving with each breath, her pussy glistening with her arousal.
He leaned down, his tongue replacing his fingers, as he began to lick her pussy, his tongue tracing her slit, before focusing on her clit. She arched her back, her hands finding his hair, as she held him in place, her hips bucking as he continued to lick and suck her clit.
He then slid a finger into her pussy, then two, curling them upwards, finding that spot inside her that made her moan louder. He continued to finger fuck her, as he licked her clit, his fingers and tongue working in tandem, driving her closer and closer to the edge.
She suddenly cried out, her body tensing, as she came, her juices flowing onto his fingers. He continued to lick her, as she rode out her orgasm, her body trembling with pleasure.
He then knelt up, his cock poised at her entrance, as he looked into her eyes. She nodded, giving him permission, as he slowly pushed into her, her pussy stretching to accommodate his girth. He then began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, each thrust driving him deeper into her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, her ankles crossed, as she met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. He leaned down, his lips finding hers, as they kissed, their tongues dancing together, as their bodies moved as one.
He then broke the kiss, his thrusts becoming faster, harder, as he drove deeper into her. She moaned louder, her fingers digging into his back, as she urged him on, her hips meeting his thrusts with equal fervor.
Suddenly, she cried out, her body trembling, as she came again, her pussy clenching around his cock, her juices flowing around him. He continued to thrust, his own orgasm building, as he chased his release.
With a final, deep thrust, he came, his cock twitching inside her, as he filled her with his seed. He collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving, as they both caught their breath.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as the sun set, the room growing darker, the only light coming from the stars outside the window. And as they lay there, they whispered sweet nothings into each other’s ears, their voices barely audible, lost in the shadows of the night.
