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By *bwing OP Man
18 weeks ago
motherwell |
Part 3….
As the days went by, our online conversations only grew more intense and flirtatious. We couldn't stop talking about our first meeting, and how much we wanted to see each other again. The anticipation was building up, and we both knew that our second meet was going to be even hotter and more passionate than the first.
Finally, the day arrived when we could arrange a second meet. This time, we decided to be more daring and adventurous. We planned a weekend getaway to a secluded bed and breakfast in the countryside, surrounded by rolling hills and lush green forests. The perfect setting for a naughty escapade.
As I waited for her to arrive, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. I had been thinking about her nonstop since our first meeting, and I couldn't wait to get my hands on her again. I had imagined every possible scenario, every position, every touch, every kiss. My mind was racing with dirty thoughts, and my body was throbbing with desire.
When she arrived, she looked even more stunning than before. She was wearing a tight black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, showcasing her ample breasts and rounded hips. Her hair was styled in loose waves that cascaded down her back, framing her heart-shaped face and accentuating her full lips. She looked like a goddess, a temptress sent from heaven to drive me crazy with desire.
We barely made it inside the bed and breakfast before we were all over each other. We kissed passionately in the foyer, our tongues entwined as we stumbled towards the stairs. Our hands were everywhere, touching each other's skin, exploring every inch of each other's bodies. We were like two wild animals unleashed on each other.
As we reached our room, we didn't even bother with the door. We just pushed it open and fell onto the bed together, our bodies writhing in ecstasy. The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and moaning as we devoured each other's mouths.
This time, there was no hesitation or shyness. We knew what we wanted, and we weren't afraid to take it. We stripped each other naked in record time is not needed but - revealing our most intimate parts to each other's gaze . Her breasts were full or so they seemed , round globes tipped pink , inviting me - she guided them toward my mouth .
Her skin felt like silk beneath my fingertips as I touched every inch of her body .She moaned loudly as my fingers brushed against those hyper sensitive areas sending electric shocks through out making want still very much present .
As we fell onto the bed together, our bodies writhing in ecstasy, I couldn't help but feel a sense of primal urgency. I needed to be inside her, to feel her warmth and wetness enveloping me. I grasped her hips, pulling her towards me as I positioned myself between her legs.
She looked up at me with a fierce gaze, her eyes burning with desire. "Fuck me," she whispered, her voice husky and raw. "Fuck me hard."
I obliged, thrusting into her with a single swift motion. She gasped as I filled her, her body arching upwards as she took me deep inside. I felt a rush of pleasure as our bodies merged, my cock throbbing with excitement.
We began to move together, our hips rocking in perfect sync as we chased wave after wave of pleasure. She was tight and warm, squeezing me with each thrust as if trying to milk every last drop of pleasure from my body.
I pounded into her relentlessly, my cock driving deep into her core. She moaned and screamed beneath me, her body shuddering with each impact. I could feel the tension building inside her, the pressure growing until it was almost unbearable.
And then she came, exploding around me in a torrent of wetness and heat. Her body convulsed wildly as she rode out the orgasm, my cock still buried deep inside her.
But I wasn't finished yet. Far from it. I kept going, pounding into her even harder now that she'd reached climax. She took it all eagerly enough - wanting more even when exhausted - begging for another round again even before catching breath still screaming for more never satisfied always asking more demanding unrelenting passion without pause break or end
Her words became indistinguishable amidst loud groans sighs shouts screams laughter tears sweat merging losing identities becoming one sharing moment lost consciousness caught drowning dissolving total unconditional absolute surrender losing oneself finding true self letting go allowing free fall becoming one flesh complete total union
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