As the sun began to set, casting warm and soft hues across the sky, I found myself wandering through a picturesque flower garden nestled behind a charming old mansion. The fragrance of blooming flowers filled my nostrils as I strolled leisurely along the well-manicured paths. It was there, amidst the vibrant sea of colors, that I caught sight of her – a breathtaking brunette who seemed just as enamored by this floral paradise as I was.
Her long hair cascaded down her shoulders like liquid gold, shimmering under the dappled light filtering through the leaves above. Her body moved sinuously as she knelt down to pluck a particularly striking blossom from the ground, exposing the curve of her high waist and the enticing swell of her full breasts pushed up into view by her tight, low-cut top.
My heart raced wildly in my chest, and without thinking twice, I approached her from behind, wrapping my strong arms around her slim waist. She let out a surprised gasp but didn’t pull away, even leaning back slightly against my hard chest.
“You’re new here,” she purred, glancing over her shoulder at me with those captivating brown eyes.
“Just a visitor,” I admitted hoarsely, pressing my lips to the nape of her neck before moving up to nibble on her earlobe. She moaned softly, arching her body against mine.
Without waiting for permission, I turned us both so that we were face-to-face, our breaths hot and ragged as we gazed into each other’s eyes. She bit her bottom lip, looking equally eager, and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer.
I scooped her up into my arms, carrying her over to a sprawling blanket laid out beneath a towering magnolia tree, its broad branches providing shelter from prying eyes. We landed softly on the plush cushion of petals, and she giggled deliciously as they tickled her skin.
As I consumed her mouth with fierce, demanding kisses, my hands roamed over her body, exploring every inch of her supple curves. I unfastened the clasp of her bra, and it fell away, revealing her firm, luscious breasts with their dark nipples already hard and aching. I took one breast into my mouth, sucking and teasing while my hand trailed down between her thighs, finding the wetness waiting for me.
She moaned loudly, bucking against my mouth and my hand, begging for more. I obliged, standing up suddenly and lifting her with me so that I could press her flat against the rough bark of the tree. My cock rubbed against her slick folds, feeling the heat and slickness of her desire.
With one powerful thrust, I entered her, filling her completely. Her pussy squeezed and gripped me tightly, milking every ounce of pre-cum from my balls. I fucked her roughly, relentlessly, driving deeper and harder with each stroke, the sound of our heavy breathing and flesh slapping against flesh filling the intimate space.
She cried out my name, her body shaking with climax after climax, and finally, unable to hold back any longer, I followed suit, spurting my seed deep inside her. We collapsed together, panting and sweaty, still joined at the hip.
We lay there for what felt like hours, wrapped in each other’s arms, surrounded by the beauty of the flowers we had deflowered. The night sky above grew darker, sprinkled with twinkling stars. And as we shared this intimate moment, I knew that nothing else mattered – only her, only this.