In the heart of a bustling city, there was a man named Richard who lived alone in a cozy apartment. He was a successful businessman, always on the go, never having enough time for a relationship. One day, while he was cooking dinner in his kitchen, there was a knock on his door. He opened it to find a woman standing there, drenched from the pouring rain.
“Please, sir,” she said, shivering. “Can I come in and dry off?”
Richard couldn’t say no. He let her in, and she walked into his kitchen, her long, wet hair clinging to her perfect breasts. She was completely naked, and Richard couldn’t help but stare.
“I’m sorry,” she said, noticing his gaze. “I was in such a hurry to get out of the rain, I didn’t have time to get dressed.”
Richard swallowed hard, trying to keep his composure. “It’s okay,” he said, his voice hoarse.
She smiled at him, and Richard felt his heart race. He had never seen anyone so beautiful before. She walked over to him, her hips swaying seductively, and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“Thank you for letting me in,” she whispered, her breath warm against his ear.
Richard couldn’t resist. He leaned in, pressing his lips against hers. She responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth. Richard’s hands wandered down her body, cupping her perfect breasts. She moaned softly, arching her back.
Richard broke the kiss, trailing kisses down her neck. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. He nibbled on her earlobe, making her shiver. He could feel her heart racing, matching his own.
He continued to kiss and lick her body, making his way down to her perfect breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. She moaned louder, her hands gripping his shoulders.
Richard’s hand wandered down her body, finding its way between her legs. She was wet, ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, making her gasp. He added another finger, fucking her slowly.
She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. Richard could feel her getting closer to orgasm. He quickened his pace, fucking her harder with his fingers.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, her voice getting louder.
Richard could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around his fingers. He curled his fingers, hitting her G-spot. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her.
Richard continued to fuck her with his fingers, drawing out her orgasm. She moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
When she finally came down from her orgasm, she looked at Richard with a sultry gaze. “Fuck me,” she whispered.
Richard didn’t need to be told twice. He picked her up, setting her on the kitchen counter. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock pressing against her wet pussy.
He slid inside her, filling her completely. She moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders. Richard began to thrust, fucking her hard and fast.
She moaned louder with each thrust, urging him on. Richard could feel his own orgasm building, his balls tightening.
He quickened his pace, fucking her harder and faster. She cried out, her orgasm building again. Richard could feel her muscles clenching around his cock, pulling him deeper inside her.
He thrust a few more times, his orgasm crashing over him. He cried out, filling her with his cum.
They stayed like that for a few moments, panting and trying to catch their breath. Richard slowly pulled out of her, his cum spilling out of her pussy.
She smiled at him, her eyes sparkling. “Thank you,” she said, her voice soft.
Richard didn’t know what to say. He had never experienced anything like that before.
She leaned in, kissing him softly. “I’ll see you
