As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow over the expansive flower garden, I found myself alone and yearning for something passionate. My eyes locked onto her from across the sea of colorful blooms – a stunningly beautiful blonde woman with cascading, flowing hair that shimmered like honey in the fading light. Her body was curvaceous and enticing, clad only in a sheer, white dress that barely concealed her luscious breasts and perfect ass.
She noticed me too, smiling seductively as she sauntered towards me. Her hips swayed provocatively, drawing my gaze down to the V-shaped dip between her legs. When she finally reached me, her lips brushed against my neck before pulling back slightly to look into my eyes. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she purred softly.
Without another word, we tumbled onto the soft, plush petals beneath us, our bodies pressing together as if they were meant to be joined forever. She straddled me, her weight pushing down on my hardening cock while her delicate hands explored every inch of my chest and abdomen.
Her mouth descended upon mine, kissing me fiercely as her fingers continued their erotic journey lower, teasing the waistband of my pants before sliding them down to free my throbbing erection. Heavy breaths escaped both of us as she took hold of my length, wrapping her soft hand around it while using her tongue to trace the outline of my lips.
As she moved lower again, she nuzzled her breasts against my chest, allowing her nipples to graze against my skin, sending jolts of pleasure through my entire body. Her hand worked faster on my cock, stroking up and down, while her other hand reached between our bodies, slipping into my underwear to explore my groin.
When she couldn’t take any more teasing herself, she stood up, aligning her swollen vulva with my rock-hard member. Sinking down onto me slowly, her tight muscles enveloping my cock completely, she let out a moan of satisfaction. Her long, silky hair trailed down her back, brushing against my neck and shoulders as she rode me harder and faster.
In turn, I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer still, our bodies merging as one. The petals below us started to flatten as we pounded away relentlessly, the sweet scent of flowers mixing with our heavy breaths and rising sweat.
Finally, she cried out sharply, her orgasm cresting high. Her walls clenched tightly around me, milking every last drop of cum from my cock. As she collapsed onto me, catching her breath, I followed close behind, unloading deep into her womb as I groaned out my own release.
We lay there, tangled in each other’s embrace, our bodies sticky with sweat and love. The sounds of the night filled our ears – rustling leaves, buzzing insects, and far off, the distant crooning of frogs. But for this moment, nothing else mattered except the afterglow shared between us in the middle of the beautiful flower garden.
