In a dimly lit room, illuminated only by the soft glow of candles, he stood before her, his throbbing meat stick twitching with anticipation. She lay there on the satin sheets, her cunt lip pulsating in rhythm to her quickening breaths. The air between them was thick with tension and desire, punctuated only by the occasional crackle of flames as they danced around the room, casting dancing shadows across their sweat-soaked bodies.
His fingers trailed down the side of her face, grazing over her high cheekbones before making their way down towards the valley between her breasts. Her nipples hardened under his touch, straining against the delicate fabric of her lacey corset. He could feel her heart pounding through her skin, a primal rhythm that matched his own rising desire.
With a sudden swiftness, he ripped open the corset, revealing her voluptuous breasts. She moaned softly at the sensation of cool air on her sensitive flesh. Her nipples were like two small pink berries, ripe for picking, and he couldn't resist bending down to suckle one into his mouth. She let out a soft whimper, her hands clawing at his hair as he feasted on her.
As he moved up to kiss her passionately, she arched her back, pressing herself against him. Their tongues danced together in a sensual waltz that left them both breathless. He could feel the heat of her core through her thin silk panties, and he couldn't help but rub himself against her, desperate for more contact.
Breaking away from their kiss, he looked into her eyes - a mix of fear, desire, and excitement swirled within them. His hand slid down between her legs, his fingers finding the damp fabric of her panties. He pushed gently until he felt the soft folds of her pussy lips beneath. She gasped at the touch, her hips bucking ever so slightly in response.
He traced a line along her slit, feeling her wetness pool around his finger. With each slow circle, her moans grew louder and more insistent. Her hands clawed at his chest, urging him on as he delved deeper into her most intimate parts.
Her cries reached a crescendo as she came, shuddering violently beneath him. Her juices coated his fingers in a sticky mess as he pulled back to admire his handiwork. Satisfied with himself, he prepared for the main course - penetration.
He positioned himself at her entrance, feeling the resistance of her tight walls. With a single thrust, he was inside her, their bodies locked together in a perfect fit. She gasped in pain and pleasure as he began to move within her, his hips grinding against hers with each stroke.
Their bodies moved in sync, driven by primal instincts that demanded release. He felt every inch of her insides as they fucked harder and faster, the sound of their flesh slapping together echoing around the room like a drumbeat calling for orgasm.
As he neared his climax, he pulled out, leaving her wet and panting on the bed. In one swift motion, he turned over onto all fours, presenting himself to her. She took him eagerly into her mouth, suckling at his throbbing member with skillful precision. The sensation was too much for him - he exploded, shooting streams of hot cum down her throat.
She swallowed every drop before wiping the last remnants off her lips with a satisfied smile. They collapsed onto the bed together, exhausted but content, their hearts still pounding in unison. In that moment, there was no room for guilt or shame; only raw, primal pleasure. It was an experience that would remain etched in both their memories, forever bound by the unbreakable taboo of their sexual encounter.