Title: "The Night My Pussy Became a Temple"
In the dimly lit room, he stood before me, his thick, throbbing cock bobbing as if it had a life of its own. His hands were rough and calloused from years of hard labor, but their touch was gentle as they grazed my skin with delicate care. He looked at me with a hunger that burned in his eyes, the fire of lust and desire burning brighter with each passing moment.
I could feel my pussy getting wetter with every glance he shot me, the warmth of my own arousal seeping through the thin fabric of my dress. I wanted him so badly that my body trembled, but I kept my composure to keep him guessing. He was the predator, and I was his prey, ready to be devoured by his insatiable hunger for pleasure.
As he moved closer, his hands tracing down my back, I could feel every inch of his hardness pressing against me, threatening to rip through the thin fabric of my dress. My heart raced, fear and desire intertwined in a whirlwind of emotions that threatened to consume me entirely. He stopped, his breath hot on my neck as he whispered seductively into my ear.
"Take off your dress," he commanded, his voice low and dangerous. I hesitated for just a moment before complying, the fabric falling away from my body like an unwanted shroud, revealing my nakedness to him. His eyes widened at the sight of my full breasts and the thick bush that covered my pussy - a pussy that yearned for his touch.
He stepped closer, his hands roaming over my body, exploring every inch of my skin as if committing me to memory. He kissed down my neck, his lips soft and gentle against my sensitive flesh, before making their way lower, nipping at my earlobe and sucking it into his mouth with a voracious hunger that sent shivers down my spine.
My pussy was on fire as he continued to explore me with his hands, his fingers delving deep within me as if searching for something precious. He found what he sought, his fingers sinking into the depths of my pussy, pushing against the walls and stretching them in a way that made me gasp for breath.
I felt him remove his pants, his thick cock springing free from its confines, jutting out from between his legs like a weapon ready to be used. I wanted it inside me so badly that I could hardly stand it. He guided the head of his cock towards my entrance, teasing me with brief touches before pushing deeper with each thrust.
His dick was thick and long, stretching me wide in a way that made me moan loudly as he pounded into me, filling me up completely. The sensation of him inside me was overwhelming, the pressure building within me until I knew I could no longer hold it back.
He began to fuck me harder, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he rammed himself deeper with each thrust. My pussy was aching for release, and I knew that it wouldn't be long before I surrendered completely to the pleasure that threatened to consume me entirely.
As he continued to pound into me, I felt myself approaching the edge of ecstasy. His cock hit my G-spot with each thrust, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body like a tidal wave. The sensation was overwhelming, and I knew that I couldn't hold it back any longer.
I moaned loudly, my pussy clenching tightly around his cock as he continued to fuck me harder than ever before. He pulled out suddenly, his cock glistening with my juices as he held it aloft, a trophy of the conquest that had just taken place.
He then proceeded to cum all over my pussy, painting it with his seed in a way that left me breathless and satisfied beyond measure. As he lay there, spent and exhausted, I could feel his cum seeping into the depths of my pussy, filling me up completely with his essence.
In that moment, as we laid there together, covered in sweat and cum, I knew that this was more than just a sexual encounter - it was an experience that had changed me forever. My pussy would never be the same again, for it had become a temple, a place of worship where he could come to pay homage to his goddess.