The veranda was bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, the serene river view creating the perfect backdrop for our intimate moment. The gentle breeze kissed my naked skin, heightening my senses. I sat on the veranda, my legs stretched wide, my pussy fully exposed, feeling both vulnerable and exhilarated.
My heart raced with anticipation as I saw you approach, your gaze locked on my exposed form. I could see your dick slowly lifting, growing hard with desire. The sight sent a jolt of arousal straight to my core.
“Come here,” I whispered, my voice dripping with need.
You stepped closer, your eyes dark with unrestrained lust. I reached out with trembling hands, taking your stiff, throbbing length in my grasp. The heat and hardness of your cock felt intoxicating. I bit my lip, meeting your gaze as I guided it towards my mouth.
“Fuck, you’re so hot,” you murmured, your voice a low growl of desire.
I could see the pleasure in your eyes as I wrapped my lips around your cock, my tongue swirling around the tip. Slowly, I took you deeper, savoring the taste and feel of you. Your hands tangled in my hair, guiding my movements as I bobbed up and down on your shaft.
The sounds of your pleasure drove me wild, each moan and groan fueling my own arousal. The feeling of your hard, wet length sliding in and out of my mouth was intoxicating. I could feel you throbbing, your desire matching my own.
“I love it,” I murmured around your cock, my voice muffled but filled with need.
You pulled back slightly, your eyes locked on mine. “And I love you,” you replied, your voice trembling with unspoken emotion.
With a lingering kiss to the tip, I released your cock from my mouth and leaned back, spreading my legs wider. The cool air against my wet pussy made me shiver, my body aching for more.
“You want me?” I asked, my voice a sultry whisper.
More than anything,” you replied, your gaze fixed on my glistening pussy.
You knelt between my legs, positioning your thick, hard cock at my entrance. The anticipation was almost unbearable. Slowly, you pushed inside, the head of your cock stretching me open, creating a delicious friction that made me gasp.
The feeling of you filling me inch by inch was pure ecstasy. My fingers dug into your shoulders, holding on as you began to move. Your thrusts were slow at first, each one carefully measured to drive me wild. I could see the raw desire in your eyes, a reflection of my own need.
We moved together, our bodies in perfect sync. The sensation of your cock sliding in and out of my pussy was electrifying, each thrust sending waves of pleasure rippling through me. The sound of our shared breath, the rhythm of our movements, created a symphony of passion that resonated through the veranda.
“Harder,” I whispered, my voice trembling with need.
You complied eagerly, your thrusts growing more powerful and urgent. I arched my back, pushing my hips towards you, needing you deeper, closer. The intensity of our connection, the raw, primal desire, was overwhelming.
The world around us faded, leaving only the profound pleasure of us together. I could feel my climax building, a fiery coil tightening in my core. The sensation of you pounding into me, filling me so completely, was more than I could bear.
“Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” I gasped, my nails digging into your back.
“Me too,” you growled, your movements growing frantic.
Together, we reached the peak, our bodies shuddering with the force of our shared orgasm. The sensation of you cumming deep inside me, filling me with your warmth, sent a final wave of ecstasy crashing through my body. We cried out together, our voices mingling with the sounds of the river and the evening breeze.
Panting and spent, we collapsed onto the veranda, still connected, our bodies tingling with the afterglow. The world felt like a perfect paradise, the veranda our sanctuary of pleasure and love.
“We’re at the top of the world,” I whispered, my voice soft and filled with satisfaction.
“Always,” you replied, kissing me tenderly.