Il va me baiser dans le halo des phares

Title: A Steamy Encounter Under the Headlights

The night was crisp, the air thick with anticipation as Sophie and Marc pulled their car into a secluded, moonlit clearing. Softly glowing headlights illuminated the woods, casting an ethereal glow that added to the couple’s already heightened desire. They had been flirting all evening, the sexual tension building to an almost unbearable crescendo.

Sophie, a ravishing French beauty, had decided to wear her sexiest lingerie for the occasion. A lacy black bra cupped her ample bosom, the swell of her breasts barely contained within. Matching thong panties hugged her curvy hips and pert rear. The delicate fabric felt sinfully good against her bare skin.

Marc couldn’t take his eyes off her, openly ogling as they walked hand-in-hand into the forest. The moon played provocatively across Sophie’s fair skin, highlighting every sensual curve. When they found a private spot, Marc pulled her close, his hands roaming possessively over her body.

“Tu es si belle, mon amour,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire. “I want to worship every inch of you.”

Sophie nibbled her lower lip, looking up at him from beneath thick lashes. “And I want you to fuck me,Marc. Right here, in the glow of the car headlights.” Her voice was a needy whisper, dripping with seduction.

Needless to say, Marc didn’t hesitate. His lips crashed onto hers in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to taste her. Large hands cupped her ass, giving it a firm squeeze as he ground his already hardening cock against her.

Breaking away, Sophie began unbuttoning Marc’s shirt, exposing his toned chest and six-pack abs. “I want to taste you,” she purred, pushing the garment off his shoulders. Her hands continued downwards, fumbling with his belt.

In a moment of impatience, Marc lunged forward, sweeping Sophie’s feet out from under her and laying her down in the soft grass. Her hair spread out around her head like a halo. Fisting a hand in her panties, he slowly pulled them down her legs, revealing her already damp sex.

“Putain, you’re so wet for me already,” Marc groaned, trailing a finger through her slick folds. Sophie gasped and arched into his touch, pleasure sparking through her body. Leaning down, he blew on her heated flesh, watching it quiver in response.

Unable to resist, Marc closed his mouth over her, suckling her throbbing clit. Sophie cried out, fingers tangling in his hair to hold him in place. He devoured her like a starving man, alternating between flicking her sensitive bud and thrusting his tongue deep inside her.

Soon Sophie was writhing beneath him, her thighs shaking and muscles clenching as her climax rushed up on her. “Oh fuck, Marc! I’m going to come!” she keened, grabbing fistfuls of grass.

At her warning, Marc doubled his efforts, fucking her with his tongue while rubbing her clit with the pad of his thumb. It was enough to drive Sophie over the edge. She bucked wildly against his mouth as her orgasm crashed through her, crying out her pleasure for all the forest to hear.

Panting, Sophie lay limply against the ground, boneless and sated. But Marc wasn’t finished with her yet. Eyes dark with lust, he rose to his feet and made quick work of his pants, springing his hard cock free.

“Putain, I need to be inside you,” he growled, fisting his impressive girth. According to Sophie, Marc had one of the biggest dicks she’d ever seen, and thicker than a soda can. Currently, it was engorged and dripping with pre-cum, standing almost straight up. Sophie couldn’t wait to feel him stretching her out.

Rising onto her hands and knees, Sophie looked back over her shoulder at him, presenting herself. “Then hurry up and fuck me, Marc. Hard.”

With an animalistic growl, Marc was on her in an instant. He griped her hips bruisingly tight, almost lifting her off the ground, before slamming forward. His cock speared into her wet, traitorous heat in one go, filling her so full she swore she could feel him in her throat.

“Sweet fuck, you’re so tight!” Marc grunted, pulling back only to slam in again. He set a brutal pace, jackhammering into Sophie’s dripping cunt like a man possessed. The obscene sounds of flesh slapping flesh and wet squelching echoed throughout the trees.

“Yes, yes, fuck me harder!” Sophie sobbed, pushing back to meet his thrusts. A second orgasm was rapidly building, and she could feel Marc swelling inside her. He was close too.

With a roar, Marc–finally–came, pumping jet after jet of his hot seed deep inside Sophie’s fluttering canal. The feeling of him emptying himself combined with the knowledge that he claimed her so completely, filling her with his cum, sent Sophie hurtling over the edge into another earth-shattering climax.

After a long moment, Marc slowly withdrew from her still spasming hole. Together they flopped onto their backs, panting and sweaty from the mind-blowing sex. Sophie’s head rested on Marc’s shoulder, their legs tangled together. That was some serious outdoor sex, in more ways than one. She couldn’t wait to do it again.

In the distance, a wolf howled, a fitting end to their passionate forest tryst. But for now, as she listened to the soothing sounds of the night and Marc’s heartbeat beneath her ear, Sophie was content. For now, her life was perfect.