It was a sweltering summer afternoon when I first laid eyes on her. She was a brunette, her long hair cascading down her back in wild, messy waves. She wore a low-cut dress that revealed her ample cleavage, and fishnet stockings that showcased her shapely legs. I couldn’t help but stare as she walked into the church, her hips swaying seductively.
I was there to attend a funeral, but my thoughts were far from somber. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, and as I watched her, I felt a stirring in my loins. I couldn’t believe it – I was in a church, of all places, and I couldn’t stop thinking about sex.
As the service came to a close, I mustered up the courage to approach her. I introduced myself and we struck up a conversation. She told me her name was Isabella, and that she was a dancer. I couldn’t believe my luck – a seductive, beautiful woman who was also a dancer. It was like a dream come true.
We exchanged numbers and made plans to meet up later that night. I couldn’t wait to get her alone and see what she had to offer.
When I arrived at her apartment, she greeted me at the door in a skimpy outfit that left little to the imagination. I could see the outline of her nipples through the thin fabric, and my cock immediately sprang to attention.
We made our way to the bedroom, our bodies pressed together as we kissed and fondled each other. She moaned as I squeezed her ass, her fingers digging into my back. I could feel the heat radiating off of her body, and I knew that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
I pulled off her top, revealing her firm, round breasts. I took one in my mouth, sucking and nibbling on her nipple as she ran her fingers through my hair. She let out a sigh of pleasure, her body writhing beneath me.
I moved down her body, kissing and licking her stomach and hips. She spread her legs wide, inviting me to explore further. I didn’t hesitate – I dove between her legs, my tongue finding her clit. She gasped as I licked and sucked, her hips bucking wildly.
I could feel her getting close, her moans growing louder and more frequent. I slid a finger inside of her, feeling her wetness and warmth. She was so tight and hot, and I couldn’t wait to feel her around my cock.
But I wasn’t done with her yet. I wanted to make her cum at least once before I took her. I licked and sucked harder, my finger moving in and out of her. She was panting and moaning, her body trembling with pleasure.
Finally, she came. She let out a loud cry, her body shaking as waves of pleasure washed over her. I felt her juices flowing over my fingers, and I knew that she was ready for me.
I stood up and pulled off my pants, my cock springing free. She looked at me with lust in her eyes, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. I climbed on top of her, my cock resting at her entrance.
“Are you ready for me?” I asked, my voice husky with desire.
“Yes,” she breathed, her legs wrapping around my waist.
I pushed inside of her, feeling her tightness and heat. She let out a cry of pleasure, her nails digging into my back. I started to move, my hips thrusting as I fucked her.
We moved together, our bodies slick with sweat. She moaned and cried out, her hips meeting mine as we fucked. I could feel myself getting close, my balls tightening as I approached my climax.
“I’m going to cum,” I growled, my thrusts growing more urgent.
“Yes, cum for me,” she begged, her legs tightening around me.
I felt myself let go, my cock pulsing as I filled her with my seed. She moaned, her body shaking as she came again.
We lay there, panting and sweating, our bodies spent. I pulled out of her and rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling.
“That was amazing,” she said, her voice soft and satisfied.
“Yes, it was,” I agreed, a smile on my face.
I knew that I would never forget her – the brunette with the wild hair and seductive body. She was a fallen angel, and I was lucky to have had her.
