Isabell’s Hardcore Fuckfest
As soon as Isabell walked through the door, I could feel the heat radiating off her body. She was dressed in a tight-fitting dress that showed off every curve of her voluptuous figure. Her dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, and her red lips curved into a seductive smile as she greeted me with a kiss on each cheek.
I poured us both a glass of wine, and we made small talk for a few minutes, but I could tell that neither one of us was really interested in conversation. The sexual tension between us was palpable, and it wasn’t long before our hands started to wander.
Isabell ran her fingers through my hair as she pressed her body against mine, and I couldn’t help but let out a low groan as I felt her breasts pressing into me. She kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring every inch of my mouth as I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer.
We stumbled our way to the bedroom, shedding clothes as we went. By the time we reached the bed, we were both completely naked. Isabell’s body was even more beautiful than I had imagined – full breasts with dark nipples that begged to be sucked, a flat stomach leading down to wide hips and long legs.
I pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her, my hard cock pressing against her wet pussy. She moaned as I entered her, our bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. We fucked like animals, each thrust harder than the last. Isabell wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside her.
I could feel myself getting close to climax, but I wasn’t ready for it to be over yet. I pulled out of her and moved down to her breasts, taking one nipple into my mouth and teasing the other with my fingers. Isabell arched her back, moaning as I sucked and a bit at her sensitive flesh.
I trailed kisses down her stomach, stopping to circle her belly button with my tongue before continuing lower. When I reached her pussy, I spread her legs wide and dove in, licking and sucking at her clit until she was writhing beneath me. She came hard, screaming out as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
But we weren’t done yet. I moved up to kneel between Isabell’s legs, grabbing ahold of my cock and guiding it towards her ass. She gasped as I pushed inside her tight hole, but she quickly adjusted to the intrusion and began moving her hips in time with mine.
We fucked like this for what felt like hours, our bodies slick with sweat and covered in bruises from where we had grabbed and clawed at each other. Finally, I couldn’t hold back any longer. With one final thrust, I came deep inside Isabell’s ass, filling her up completely.
We collapsed onto the bed, panting and exhausted. But even as our breathing slowed, and our hearts stopped racing, we both knew that this was only the beginning of a long night filled with pleasure and debauchery.
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