Petite brune aux seins parfait prise sauvagement sur le canapé – Sextwoo-

The sun had just set over the city, casting an amber glow through the curtains of the cozy apartment. Sophie, a petite French beauty with a fit, toned body and perky breasts, was sprawled out on the couch in nothing but a lacy black bra and matching thong. Her long, chestnut hair cascaded over the armrest, tickling her bare shoulders. She looked absolutely irresistible.

“Mmm, chéri,” Sophie purred, her brown eyes sparkling with lust. “I’ve been waiting all day for you.”

Max, her handsome boyfriend, a young stud in his early twenties, closed the door behind him and locked it. He had been hard at work all day, but one look at Sophie’s flawless body and he was ready to play. He stripped off his shirt, revealing his well-defined abs and pecs, before unbuckling his belt and letting his jeans fall to the floor.

“Let’s see what you’ve got for me, ma belle,” Max growled, stalking towards her like a lion hunting its prey.

Sophie grinned, unclasping her bra and tossing it aside. Her perfect breasts sprang free, nipples taut with desire. She hooked her thumbs into her thong and shimmied out of it, exposing her soft, smooth mound, already glistening with arousal.

Max crawled onto the couch, hovering over Sophie’s petite frame. He leaned down and captured one of her pert nipples between his teeth, biting down just hard enough to make her gasp. His strong hands roamed her body, squeezing her breasts and hips, worshipping every inch of her.

“Oh, fuck,” Sophie moaned, losing herself in the sensations. “Your hands feel so good on my body.”

Max kissed his way down her stomach, his fingers dipping between her folds. He rubbed circles around her swollen clit, making her squirm and writhe beneath him.

“Already so wet for me,” he murmured, before diving down and burying his tongue in her pussy.

“Ahhh!” Sophie cried out, hands fisting in his hair. His tongue plunged inside her, lapping up her juices and swirling around her entrance. He sucked on her clit, sending electric shockwaves through her body.

Max looked up at her, his blue eyes dark with desire. “Come for me, Sophie. I want to taste you.”

His words pushed her over the edge. Sophie came hard, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. She bucked and twisted under Max’s expert touch, screaming his name.

As her body went limp, Max crawled back up her body, kissing her deeply. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue, a heady mix of musk and sweetness. Her hands found his erection, thick and pulsing against her, and she stroked it firmly.

“You’re so hard,” Sophie whispered against his mouth. “I need to feel you inside me.”

Max shifted his hips, nestling the head of his cock against her entrance. He looked into Sophie’s eyes as he slowly pushed forward, inches of his throbbing length sinking into her tight, wet heat.

“Putain,” Max groaned, his eyes rolling back in bliss. “Tu es si serrée.”

Sophie wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. “Oui, remplis-moi. Je veux te sentir dans chaque centimètre de moi.”

Max hilted inside her, his pelvis grinding against her clit. He began to move, withdrawing almost all the way out before slamming back in, setting a hard, fast pace. The couch creaked under their movements, the obscene slap of skin on skin filling the room.

Sophie’s nails raked down Max’s back as he pounded into her. Every thrust pushed her closer to another orgasm. She clenched around him, greedy for his cock.

Max dipped his head, sucking one of her nipples into his mouth. The added stimulation was too much. Sophie flew apart, her pussy spasming around Max’s cock as she came again.

“Fuck, Sophie, you’re squeezing me so tight,” Max grunted. “I’m going to fill you up.”

With one last powerful thrust, Max buried himself to the hilt and came, his cock throbbing as he emptied his balls into her spasming cunt. Rope after rope of hot cum painted her insides.

Both of them were panting, sweat-slicked skin sliding together as the last waves of pleasure ebbed. Max rolled onto his back, pulling Sophie with him so she sprawled across his chest.

They lay together, basking in the afterglow, hands idly caressing each other’s bodies. Sophie snuggled into Max’s neck, inhaling his scent.

“Mmm, I love you,” she murmured, nuzzling his throat.

Max stroked her hair and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. “Je t’aime aussi, ma beauté. Forever and always.”

The couple drifted off to sleep together, wrapped in a tangle of limbs, fully sated and happy – until they were ready for another round of passionate lovemaking, of course.