It was a warm summer evening, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine. In a dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and caramel skin lay on her bed, her back facing the door. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. Her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, reaching the small of her back. The curve of her hips and the roundness of her thighs were intoxicating, and her smooth, unblemished skin begged to be touched.
A soft knock on the door broke the silence, and the woman turned her head to see who it was. It was her lover, a tall and muscular man with piercing green eyes and a chiseled jawline. He was dressed in a simple white shirt and black pants, but the bulge in his pants told a different story.
“May I come in?” he asked, his voice deep and smooth.
The woman nodded, and he slowly opened the door, his eyes never leaving hers. He closed the door behind him and walked towards the bed, his movements deliberate and calculated. He took off his shirt, revealing his toned chest and abs, and climbed onto the bed, positioning himself behind the woman.
He started by running his fingers through her hair, gently massaging her scalp. He then trailed his fingers down her back, causing her to shiver with anticipation. He leaned in and pressed his lips against the nape of her neck, eliciting a soft moan from her. He continued to kiss and nibble her neck, making his way down to her shoulders and back.
The woman arched her back, pressing herself against him. She could feel his hardness against her, and she wanted him inside her. But he had other plans. He continued to explore her body, his hands and lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
He cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples. She let out a soft gasp as he pinched them, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. He then moved his hands down her stomach, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips before reaching her wet and wanting pussy.
He slipped a finger inside her, and she moaned loudly. He added another finger, stretching her gently. She was so wet, so ready for him. He then removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock, slowly entering her from behind.
He started to move, his thrusts slow and deep. She matched his rhythm, meeting him thrust for thrust. He reached around and started to play with her clit, his fingers moving in rhythm with his cock. She was moaning loudly now, her pleasure building with each thrust.
He then picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. She could feel herself on the brink, her orgasm building deep within her. He then reached around and grabbed her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. That was all it took, and she came hard, her pussy contracting around his cock.
He continued to thrust, chasing his own release. He then let out a loud groan as he came, filling her with his warmth. He collapsed on top of her, his body spent.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. He then pulled out and rolled over, pulling her close. They lay there in silence, their bodies glistening with sweat, their hearts still racing.
The end.
