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Spicy Rendezvous on a Stormy Night

A thunderstorm raged outside, lighting up the room with intermittent flashes of white-hot electricity. The air was thick with anticipation as two bodies pressed against each other, hands roaming over every inch of skin they could find. Moans escaped from between clenched teeth, echoing through the storm-filled night.

Their lips met in a hungry kiss, tongues dancing together as one sought to conquer the other. Fingers fumbled with buttons and zippers, desperate to feel the warmth of the other's skin against their own. The woman's cunt was already wet from the anticipation; her pussy clenching around a single finger that had slipped inside without permission.

He pulled away from the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "I want you so bad," he whispered, gaze locked onto hers. She nodded, eyes wide with desire. They both knew what was about to happen.

His hands moved down her body, caressing each curve before settling at her hips. He gripped them firmly and pulled her closer, their bodies pressed together once more. His fingers danced across the swollen mound of her clit, causing her to arch into his touch.

"Please," she begged, voice trembling with need. "Take me."

He nodded, reaching behind him for protection. The crinkling of the package broke the spell momentarily, but only for a second before he ripped it open and rolled it onto his erect cock. He pressed the head against her dripping entrance, feeling her body clench around him as she tried to pull him in further.

With one final thrust, he was inside her, filling her completely. She gasped at the sensation, her pussy tightening around him as he started to move. Each thrust was deeper and harder than the last, sending shocks of pleasure through both their bodies.

"Fuck me harder," she urged, eyes fluttering shut as waves of ecstasy washed over her. He complied, driving into her with increasing speed and force. Their bodies slapped together noisily, punctuated by gasps and moans echoing off the walls of the small bedroom.

Sweat dripped from their foreheads onto the bedsheet below as they continued their desperate dance. The storm outside seemed to mirror their passion, lightning flashing just before climax hit them both. He grunted loudly, feeling his release building within him.

"Come for me," she demanded, voice hoarse with desire. "I want to feel you explode inside me."

He did as she asked, thrusting harder and faster until he could no longer hold back. With a final roar, he filled her pussy with his hot cum, her body convulsing around him as her own orgasm peaked.

Breathless and spent, they lay entwined on the bed, skin slicked with sweat and semen. The storm outside had finally subsided, leaving behind only the sounds of their heavy breathing and pounding hearts. And in that moment, there was nothing else in the world that mattered but the connection between these two bodies as they slowly drifted off to sleep.