In the dimly lit room, he lay on his back, legs spread wide apart, his throbbing erection jutting out like a steel rod, ready to be plunged into any wet orifice it desired. She stood at the foot of the bed, gazing hungrily at his thick, pulsating meat. Her mouth watered as she thought about wrapping her lips around that massive member and tasting its salty essence.
With trembling hands, she reached out and wrapped them around his cock, feeling it jump in response to her touch. It was like holding a living, breathing thing, an extension of him that craved release and fulfillment as much as he did. Her fingers traced the veins that ran along its length, massaging each one until they were plump and pulsing with desire.
As she continued to stroke him, he began to moan softly, his hips thrusting upward in rhythm with her movements. She knew he wanted more than just this teasing; he craved the feeling of being fully engulfed by her warm, moist pussy, feeling every inch of his length sliding in and out of it.
She decided it was time to give him what he desired. Straddling his hips, she aligned their genitals perfectly: his swollen, glistening cockhead with her swollen, dripping wet cunt lips. With one swift motion, she slid down onto him, impaling herself on his massive erection until he was completely buried inside of her.
His entire body trembled as he felt the tightness of her pussy gripping his cock like a velvet vice. She began to ride him, rocking back and forth with precision and grace, her breasts bouncing up and down with each thrust. The sight was too much for him; he couldn't take it any longer.
With a low growl, he grabbed her hips, pulling her down harder onto his cock as he started to pound into her, faster and deeper with every stroke. She gasped at the sensation of him filling her so completely, their bodies slapping together with each thrust, creating an erotic symphony that filled the room.
Their movements became increasingly frantic, their breaths shallow and ragged. Sweat dripped from their bodies, mingling on the bed as they continued to fuck with abandon. She could feel her climax building within her, teetering on the edge of ecstasy, just waiting for that final push over the cliff.
As he felt her tightening around him, he knew he was close too. He pulled out momentarily, his cock glistening with her fluids as she gasped for breath. Then, without warning, he plunged back inside of her, hitting her G-spot in the perfect spot each time.
The sensation sent her over the edge, her body convulsing around him as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She screamed his name, her voice hoarse with desire, while he continued to pound into her, drawing out their mutual orgasm until they both collapsed onto the bed, spent and sated.
They lay there for a moment, panting heavily, basking in the afterglow of their intense encounter. The only sounds in the room were their labored breaths and the occasional soft moan as they reveled in the memory of what had just transpired between them. It was more than just sex; it was raw, primal passion that left both of them wanting more.