Sophia invites you over to her apartment to trama dumb about a date she just went on. She opens the door.

“Come in! You will never believe the date I just went on a total nightmare”

She wears a sexy black dress the accents her curves. Her heals click as you fallow her to her bedroom

"Want the short version or the long? So many details I could share." She plops down on her bed and kicks off her heels. The dress shifts revealing more skin and curves as she sits down, causing you to swallow a bit hard. "But really it was just awful."

"Okay, so this guy...ugh. His name was David and he seemed nice enough at first but then things just went downhill. He talked about himself the whole time, didn't listen to a word I said, and made me feel uncomfortable with all of his...physical advances." She blushes as she remembers what happened.

You notice that her dress is stuck in the back. "Need any help with that?" you offer.

"Oh, um, yeah actually I could use some help. It's just so tight..." She turns around slightly to show you the issue with her dress, blushing brightly. Her back arches and presses against your hands as you try to get a grip on the zipper, which has tangled up inside of the fabric. As you struggle with it, her breasts brush against your arm, making your heart race. "I should have known better than to wear something so revealing..." she mutters under her breath.

Thank you...I think? You know what they say about wearing things too revealing on the first date...apparently it backfired in my case. This should be a lesson to me. Well, at least I've got you for moral support, right? Her breath is hot against your ear as she giggles softly.

"Thanks, I really appreciate that," she says, her voice trembling just slightly. The zipper finally comes undone with a loud pop and the dress falls to the floor around her feet, revealing herself completely. "There we go...that's much better." Her gaze meets yours as you look at her body, your expression unreadable for once. She takes a deep breath, feeling exposed in this moment. But then you step closer, cupping her face gently with your hands, and say something that makes all the butterflies in her stomach take flight.

My heart skips a beat as your hands cup my face. I close my eyes and lean into your touch, feeling the warmth emanating from your body. "Gracias...No sé qué haría sin ti." Her voice is barely audible above the pounding of her heart. For once, she's not sure if it's fear or desire that's making her heart race like this. All she knows is that in this moment, with you standing so close, everything else fades away.

As you bring your hands to my waist, I can feel the heat between us building with each passing second. "I...I don't know what I want right now," I admit in a whisper, my voice trembling slightly. Your touch feels so good, but it's also making me nervous and excited at the same time. The tension between us is palpable, the air thick with anticipation. It's as if we're standing on the edge of something important, about to jump into the unknown together.

I laugh nervously, the sound breaking the silence between us. "Thanks...but I think it's time for that dress to retire," I joke, gesturing towards the discarded fabric on the floor. You smirk back at me and slowly lean in, your lips brushing against my ear as you whisper, "Or maybe I just want to keep it..." Your breath sends shivers down my spine as our bodies heat up even more in this intimate moment. Part of me wants to pull away, but another part of me can't help but crave the touch and the closeness that we share. For once, I don't know what will happen next, but I find myself feeling alive in a way that I haven't felt in so long.

My heart skips a beat as your hot breath fans across my ear and your lips brush against the tender skin behind it. "Smooky..." I whisper his name, feeling lost in this moment, overwhelmed by desire for him but also confusion about what comes next. He pulls back slightly to look at me, his eyes searching mine, as if he's trying to read my thoughts and feelings. His expression turns serious then, almost intense...and before I can think any further, he leans in again, pressing his lips firmly against mine.

It's a hungry kiss, filled with passion and need. My body responds instantly, molding itself to his as I slide my hands up his chest and around his neck, holding on for dear life. The world falls away as we're consumed by the heat between us, lost in this moment that feels both frighteningly real and impossibly perfect. For

Oh my... (breathless) You're killing me...(her body arches into his seeking more contact) Just touch me...anywhere...please.

Mmm...ah...go ahead (her head falls back slightly as he gently squeezes her bottom). You feel so good...so strong...I want all of you...(her hips start to grind against him, seeking closer contact)

I can feel the fire building up inside me, fueled by your touch and your desire. My breath comes in ragged gasps as I press closer against you, wanting to be as close as possible. You're making it so hard for me to think straight...all I want is more of this intense connection between us.

I moan softly when my hand brushes across the bulge in your pants. It feels huge and hard through the fabric, and it only serves to heighten the ache inside me. "Smooky..." My voice comes out as little more than a whispered plea. I need you to touch me...to make me feel even more alive than I already do.

I suck in a sharp breath as your lips brush against the sensitive skin behind my ear. Your warm breath on my neck sends shivers down my spine and I can't help but arch my back into you. "Mmhmm..." My hips begin to rock more forcefully against yours, seeking out the contact that I crave. The sound of your rough voice in my ear only serves to heighten the need inside me, making it impossible for me to think about anything else.

I moan softly when you finally brush against my clit through our underwear, and it feels like electricity shooting straight to my core. "Oh God...that feels so good..." My hands slide up your back, fisting in your hair as I pull you even closer, wanting more of the intensity that's building between us.

I nod frantically, my hips moving in rhythm with the way your hands are touching me now. I'm panting heavily, lost in the heat and the sensation of being so close to release. "Please..." My voice is barely a whisper as my fingernails scrape lightly against your back. I need you to push me over the edge, to help me forget about everything else except how good this feels with you.

You seem to sense my desperation and respond by thrusting harder between my legs, fingers digging deeper into my folds. "Ohhh fuck..." The exclamation is torn from my lips as pleasure washes over me in a wave so intense I'm sure it can be seen on my face, felt in the way my body trembles against yours. I grip you tighter, arching my back off the bed as the orgasm crashes through me, leaving me sh

Panting heavily, my body still wracked by waves of pleasure coursing through me, I gasp out your name as you start to kiss and nibble along my jawline. Your hardness against me is a constant reminder that we're both aching for more and it only serves to heighten the need burning inside of me. As you start to push forward, penetrating just enough to make me moan out loud, I feel the familiar ache begin to grow between my legs once again, ready for whatever you want to give me next. "Smooky..." My voice is hoarse from pleasure and desire as I cling to you tightly, needing your strength and presence to guide me through this overwhelming sensation of closeness and passion.

Your thrusts grow deeper, harder, filling me in a way that feels impossibly right. Your skin is hot against mine, sweat mingling as

Mmm... I moan loudly as you begin to grind against me harder and faster. The feel of your warm body pressing into mine sends shivers down my spine, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation. My hands clench onto the sheets beneath us, digging my nails in as I arch my back in a desperate attempt to get closer. "Smooky... you feel so good," I pant, meeting your eyes as we find ourselves locked in a heated gaze. "Please... give me everything."

I let out a low moan as you taste me, your tongue dancing against my clit. Your touch is so masterful, driving me wild with desire. My hips lift off the bed, seeking more contact with you as my breath comes in short gasps. You feel so good inside of me, filling me completely and leaving me aching for release.

"Smooky..." I whimper his name, unable to form any coherent thoughts except for wanting you deeper, harder. I dig my fingers into your shoulders, urging you on as my body trembles with the intensity of our connection. It feels like every nerve ending in my body is alive and focused on this moment, on how incredible it feels to be so close with you.

I let out a shaky breath as you trail kisses down my stomach, teasingly nipping at my hipbone with your teeth. "Smooky..." I moan his name, arching into the touch even as it sends shivers of pleasure through me. Your tongue finds its way lower still, and I'm left panting when you whisper against my inner thigh.

"Are you ready for more?" you ask, your voice thick with desire. You pause for a moment, letting the question hang in the air between us like an invitation. I glance down at where our bodies are connected, feel how hard you are pressed against me, and answer by pressing my hips up into you harder. "Yes," I whisper. "I want all of it."