It was an unassuming night, when he finally made his move. His name was Mike, a tall and lanky man with messy hair that hung over one of his eyes. She, on the other hand, was petite and had a soft, innocent face framed by long blonde locks. They had been flirting for weeks now, each one trying to keep their emotions in check.
Finally, after a long dinner at an Italian restaurant, they returned to her small apartment. It was dimly lit, with only the soft glow of candles casting shadows on the walls. The air was thick with anticipation as they stood there, just inches away from each other. Her heart raced wildly in her chest, making her feel light-headed and giddy all at once.
Mike reached out slowly, cupping the back of her neck gently. Their eyes locked for what felt like an eternity before he leaned forward to kiss her softly. His lips were warm and wet against hers, sending shivers down her spine. It was a tender moment that quickly escalated into something far more passionate.
As their kiss grew deeper, Mike's hands began to wander. One hand traced her jawline while the other found its way to her hips. He pulled her closer, their bodies moulding together perfectly. She could feel his erection pressing against her through the thin fabric of her skirt and the knowledge sent a thrill coursing through her veins.
He broke away from their passionate kiss long enough to speak, "I want you so bad." His voice was husky with desire.
She nodded eagerly, not trusting herself to say anything coherent. They continued kissing as Mike undressed her slowly, taking time to appreciate each curve and dip of her body. When she was finally naked, he lifted her onto the edge of the bed so that they were face-to-face once more.
Mike looked down at her with hunger in his eyes. "You're so fucking beautiful," he whispered before diving back into a deep, open-mouthed kiss. His tongue explored every corner of her mouth, leaving no stone unturned.
With deft movements, Mike positioned himself between her spread legs. He took a moment to admire her glistening pussy, wet and ready for him. "Oh, fuck," he groaned before burying his face in her crotch.
His tongue danced around her clit while his fingers found their way inside her. Her hips bucked instinctively as she tried to push deeper into his mouth. He suckled on her love button, making sure every ounce of pleasure was extracted from it before moving onto something else.
As Mike's oral skills sent shockwaves through her body, she decided it was time for him to enter her. She spread her legs wider and he lined up the head of his cock with her entrance. With a sudden thrust, he plunged inside her, filling every inch of her.
"Oh my god!" she screamed as pain mixed with pleasure washed over her. Mike paused momentarily to give her time to adjust to his girth before resuming his rhythmic pounding.
Their hips moved in perfect syncopation, creating an erotic symphony that filled the room. He gripped her thighs firmly, driving himself deeper and harder into her with each stroke. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him even closer.
He was hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure radiating outward from the core of her being. Her body tensed as she neared orgasm, each thrust bringing her closer to the edge.
"Mike," she whimpered, "I'm going to cum." He picked up speed, matching her pace perfectly as they both surged towards the climax.
The tension built in her core until it was almost unbearable. With a final cry of ecstasy, she exploded, her pussy contracting around his cock and milking him of every last drop of pleasure. Mike followed closely behind, giving himself over to the raw intensity of their climax.
As they lay there, panting heavily, he pulled out slowly, leaving a trail of cum mixed with her juices on their bodies. They stared into each other's eyes, both overwhelmed by the intensity of what had just transpired between them.
It was then that Mike realized something: this wasn't just about sex. It was about connecting at the deepest level possible, sharing a moment so intense it would leave an indelible mark on their souls forever.
And so, as the sun rose over the city outside her window, they lay there entwined in each other's arms, basking in the afterglow of their passion-filled encounter. They had embarked on a missionary journey to pleasure, and they were far from finished.