It was a warm, sultry night when he first laid eyes on her. The moon cast a soft glow over her body, making her appear even more irresistible than before. He felt his heart race as she slowly undressed herself in front of him, each movement tantalizingly slow. Her fingers moved with a sureness that spoke of experience and an intimate knowledge of what pleased her.
She finally stood there, naked and glowing under the moonlight. Her breasts were full and round, her nipples hardened to the touch. She had a trimmed bush of dark hair between her thighs, which hinted at the secret treasure hidden beneath it. He couldn't help but imagine the taste of her pussy, how it would feel in his mouth.
He approached her slowly, not wanting to scare her off with any sudden moves. When he finally reached out and touched her breast, she moaned softly, encouraging him further. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch as if trying to commit them all to memory. Her skin was smooth and warm under his touch, sending shivers down his spine.
He moved lower, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip before dipping below the waistband of her panties. She gasped when he touched her there, her pussy already wet with anticipation. He pressed against her clit, feeling it swell under his touch. Her moans grew louder, urging him on as he continued to explore.
With a deft flick of his wrist, he slid her panties off, exposing her pussy to the cool night air. She was shaved clean except for a small tuft at the top, which seemed to beckon him forward. He wasted no time before burying his face between her legs, feeling the heat and wetness envelop his mouth.
His tongue darted out, lapping up her juices as if starved. He tasted her, savoring each drop of nectar that flowed from her core. She tasted sweet yet salty, a combination that drove him wild. Her moans grew louder, becoming almost primal in their intensity.
He couldn't resist any longer. With a groan, he positioned himself at the entrance to her pussy and pushed forward, feeling her tight walls clench around his shaft. He paused for a moment, letting the sensation wash over him before continuing. Each thrust was met with a matching gasp from her lips, urging him on.
Her pussy was like a vice grip, clamping down on his cock with every movement. Her hands gripped his hips tightly, guiding his movements as if trying to draw him deeper inside her. He could feel the rhythm of her heartbeat against his own, matching their movements in perfect harmony.
She began to arch her back, meeting each thrust with a counter-thrust of her own. Their bodies moved together in a dance of pure desire and lust. The sound of their skin slapping against one another filled the air around them, driving them both closer to the edge.
Finally, he felt it - the familiar tightening deep within his balls that signaled his impending release. He pulled out just long enough to rub the head of his cock against her entrance before plunging back in with a forceful thrust. She cried out as he buried himself to the hilt, their bodies locked together in the throes of ecstasy.
With one final push, he spilled his seed inside her, feeling it pool within her walls. Her body shook violently beneath him, her orgasm finally reaching its crescendo. Their breathing slowed as they collapsed onto the ground, spent from their passion-filled encounter.
As they lay there, skin to skin and breath mingling, he knew that this was more than just a sexual encounter; it was an experience that would forever be etched into his memory. This was truly living the dream of finding (and keeping) one's sexiest fantasy.