In a time where social distancing has become the new norm, one cannot deny the strong urge for physical intimacy that simmers just beneath the surface of our daily lives. This desire finds itself at its peak as the clock strikes midnight, and under the dim light of the moon, I find myself in the warm embrace of my lover. Her soft curves mold into mine, and we can feel the undeniable longing for each other that has built up during these lonely days of isolation.
As our lips lock, we taste the tangy sweetness of each other's mouths, the heat radiating from our bodies only serving to fuel the passion that lies dormant in us. Our hands roam over each other's skin, exploring every inch with a hunger that has grown ravenous as we stay apart during this time.
As her hand slides down my chest and comes to rest on my throbbing cock, she takes it into her hand and begins to stroke it gently, the sensation of her touch electrifying me from head to toe. My breathing becomes ragged, the air escaping in quick pants as I struggle to maintain control over this primal desire that threatens to consume me whole.
Her eyes never leave mine as she lowers herself onto my lap, and we continue our kiss, her hand now working double time on my cock while the other explores my body with a newfound sense of urgency. My hands follow suit, finding their way down to her wet pussy, slipping easily between her lips and finding her clit nestled within. I rub it gently at first, but as our passion grows, so too does the intensity of our touch.
She breaks away from our kiss, gasping for breath, and looks me straight in the eye before speaking. "Fuck me hard," she begs, her voice ragged with desire. The need to be inside her is palpable, an urge that has only intensified over these long weeks apart. I grip her hips firmly and plunge myself deep into her tight pussy, my cock hitting bottom as I bury myself within her.
We move in tandem, our bodies slapping together with each thrust, the sound of our sweaty skin echoing around us like a primal battle cry. Our pace is frenzied, each movement building upon the last until we reach a crescendo that threatens to shake the very foundations of this small room.
My cock swells within her, the head pressing against her cervix with each thrust as I approach my climax. She moans, her body tightening around me in response to the sensations coursing through her. And then, just as suddenly as it began, our climax hits us both at once, a tidal wave of pleasure that washes over us in waves, leaving us panting and spent on the cold floor beneath us.
As the aftershocks continue to ripple through us, we lie entwined, sweaty and satisfied. In this moment, it feels as though nothing else matters - no social distancing, no masks, no fear of a deadly virus spreading unchecked across the globe. All that exists is the raw, primal connection between two lovers, united in their desire to feel each other's touch and taste each other's bodies.
And as the moon sets on this perfect night, we lie together, basking in the afterglow of our hardcore love affair in a time where physical intimacy is more important than ever before.