She was a vision, standing before me in her sheer lace nightgown, every curve accentuated by the soft fabric clinging to her body. Her dark hair cascaded down her back like a curtain of midnight, framing her delicate features and those full lips that begged to be kissed. And those eyes... they were smoldering with desire, daring me to take what I wanted.
As I approached her, she reached out and traced her fingertips along the front of my jeans, feeling the hardness that was already straining against the material. With a smirk, she undid my fly, revealing the bulge beneath. Her hands slipped inside my pants, wrapping around me, stroking me gently until I groaned with pleasure.
"Take it off," she whispered, her eyes never leaving mine. I wasted no time in doing as she commanded, quickly removing my clothes and stepping out of them. She licked her lips, a look of hunger in her eyes as she took in the sight before her. "You're so big... I can't wait to feel you inside me."
I moved closer to her, taking her into my arms, feeling the heat of her body through our clothes. Our lips met, and it was as if we had been waiting for this moment all along. The kiss was deep and passionate, each moan resonating between us. She pulled away just long enough to undo the ties on her nightgown, letting it slide off her shoulders and pool around her feet.
Naked, she was even more breathtaking than before. Her breasts were full and round, with hard nipples that poked out enticingly. As I traced my fingertips along the smooth skin of her stomach, moving lower until they grazed against her silky pubic hair, she moaned softly.
I pushed her gently back onto the bed, my hands exploring every inch of her body as she writhed beneath me. "You're so wet," I murmured, sliding a finger between her lips to feel the slickness that coated them. "Do you want me inside you?"
"Yes," she breathed, reaching down to guide me towards her. I positioned myself at her entrance, feeling the warmth and wetness as I slid in slowly. Her walls tightened around me, milking me with each thrust. She arched her back, moaning louder as our bodies connected.
"You like that, don't you?" I asked, knowing full well that she did. "I can feel how much you love it when I fuck you hard."
She nodded vigorously, her eyes wide with desire. "Fuck me harder," she pleaded, gripping my hips for support as I plunged into her even deeper. Each stroke was more forceful than the last, pushing us both closer to our release.
Her hands were a blur as they explored my body, squeezing and pinching at my nipples, stroking the base of my cock as it thrust in and out of her. My own hand found its way between us, stroking myself in time with our movements. The tension was building inside me, and I knew that I wouldn't last much longer.
"I'm going to cum," I warned, pulling almost all the way out before driving back into her with one final thrust. Her body tensed beneath mine, and she came with a forceful moan, her walls clenching around me as she rode out her climax.
That was all it took for me - the feel of her tight pussy gripping me, the knowledge that I had given her such pleasure... It sent me over the edge, and with one final cry, I let loose inside her, filling her to the brim with my seed.
We lay there, spent, our bodies still connected as we caught our breath. And in that moment, surrounded by the scent of sex and sweat, I knew that this was one naughty night that neither of us would soon forget.