It was a sweltering summer afternoon when I first saw her, standing in front of the grand old church, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders, framing her petite figure. She wore a fishnet bodysuit that left little to the imagination, tiny beads of sweat glistening on her small breasts.
Her eyes met mine as I approached, and I could see the curiosity and desire within them. I introduced myself, and we quickly found ourselves lost in conversation. Her name was Lily, and she had a wicked sense of humor that had me laughing in no time.
As we spoke, I couldn’t help but notice the way her hips swayed ever so slightly, the way her chest rose and fell with each breath. My body responded, my cock growing hard in my pants. I tried to hide it, but she caught my gaze, a sly smile playing on her lips.
“I think I know what you’re thinking,” she said, her voice husky and low.
Before I could respond, she stepped closer, her body pressed against mine. Her hands roamed my chest, her fingers tracing the outline of my muscles. I shivered, my cock straining against my zipper.
She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear. “Do you want to see more of me?” she whispered.
I nodded, my voice caught in my throat.
She stepped back, her fingers hooking under the straps of her bodysuit. Slowly, she pulled them down, revealing her small, perfect breasts. My mouth went dry, my cock throbbing with need.
She reached out, her fingers tracing the outline of my erection. “And what about you?” she asked, her voice dripping with desire.
I nodded again, my hands shaking as I undid my pants, letting them fall to the ground.
She knelt in front of me, her eyes locked on mine as she took me into her mouth. I groaned, my head falling back as she sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around my shaft.
She stood up, her lips glistening with saliva. “Let’s go inside,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
We stumbled into the church, our bodies tangled together. We fell onto a pew, our breaths coming in ragged gasps. She straddled me, her pussy wet and ready.
I slid inside her, her moans echoing through the empty church. She rode me hard, her hips bucking wildly as I thrust upwards, meeting her every movement.
She leaned down, her lips finding mine. We kissed, our tongues dancing together as our bodies moved in perfect harmony.
She broke the kiss, her head thrown back as she moaned, her pussy clenching around me. I could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tightening around me.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, her voice ringing out through the church.
I followed her over the edge, my own orgasm crashing over me like a wave. I groaned, my body shuddering as I came, filling her with my seed.
She collapsed on top of me, our bodies slick with sweat. We lay there, our breaths slowing as we came down from our high.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear.
I nodded, my arms wrapped around her.
“I can’t wait to do it again,” she added, her voice filled with desire.
And I knew I couldn’t wait either.
