In the sultry darkness, your eyes met his for the first time. It was a game of lust and betrayal, one that would test the limits of your body and soul. You had both made vows, but now they seemed like empty promises in the face of this irresistible desire.
As you stood there, your heart pounding with anticipation, he whispered in your ear: "You know what they say, every woman is somebody's wife." He reached out to undo the knot of your hair, letting it fall around your shoulders like a waterfall of silk. His fingers traced the curve of your neck, sending shivers down your spine as his breath ghosted over your skin.
Your body reacted instantly, your nipples hardening into peaks under the weight of his touch. You could feel the dampness spreading between your legs, a testament to your desire for him. As he pulled you closer, you could sense the rigidity of his erection pressing against your abdomen, a clear signal of his own yearning.
With a swift motion, he unzipped your dress, allowing it to slip off your shoulders and pool around your feet. He stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of your naked body - your swollen breasts with their dark, erect nipples; the curve of your hips that led down to the mound of your pubis; the glistening wetness between your thighs.
He stepped closer, his hands tracing the lines of your body as he explored every inch of you. You felt his fingers glide over the smooth skin of your inner thighs, moving ever closer to that sensitive place that lay hidden beneath the soft folds of your labia.
His touch was gentle yet firm, as if he were coaxing the moisture out of the deepest recesses of you. You felt your body reacting to his touch, your pussy clenching and unclenching in response to the sensation.
As he continued to explore you with his fingers, he leaned down and took one of your nipples into his mouth. He sucked gently at first, then harder, as if trying to draw the very essence of your pleasure from its source. Your body arched under his touch, a silent plea for more.
He complied by inserting two fingers deep inside you, stretching you wide open and exposing the hidden depths of your desire. You felt an overwhelming wave of pleasure wash over you as he began to move his fingers in and out of your wetness, fucking you slowly and deliberately.
His other hand had returned to your breast, now squeezing it hard while flicking your nipple with his thumb. The contrast between the rough treatment of your breast and the gentle penetration of your pussy only served to heighten the intensity of your arousal.
As you reached the brink of orgasm, he withdrew his fingers from your pussy and moved behind you. You could feel him positioning himself at the entrance of your wetness, his hard cock pressing against your slick opening.
With one swift thrust, he entered you fully, his balls slapping against your clit as he began to fuck you with an intensity that belied his gentle exterior. His strokes grew harder and faster, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout your entire body.
Your orgasm built rapidly, a crescendo of sensations that threatened to overwhelm you at any moment. And then, just when you thought you couldn't take anymore, he thrust one last time and held it there, deep inside you.
You felt the first wave of your climax wash over you, starting at the tips of your fingers and toes before spreading rapidly through the rest of your body. Your muscles tightened involuntarily, holding him deep within you as you convulsed around his cock.
He continued to hold still, letting you ride out your orgasm before slowly withdrawing from you. As he pulled out, you could see the evidence of his own climax on the head of his cock - a thick rope of cum that dripped onto the floor between your feet.
As you both stood there, panting and sweaty in the afterglow of your passionate encounter, you knew that vows had been broken and betrayals had occurred. But for this one moment, it was worth it all.