The black corsage

The room was dimly lit with soft warm light spots cleverly arranged to create a cozy welcoming atmosphere. There was a huge bed at the far wall, other than that there was a wardrobe at one wall and a comfy chair, which looked like it was there to read maybe or just to throw clothes from the day on it. The light was reflected in the mirrors of the wardrobe, multiplying the warm yellow shine of the lamps.
The bed was surrounded by lush creamy colored rugs, covering the slightly cool wooden floor underneath. The couple on the bed was breathing heavily, like they had run a long way. But that was far from the facts. They had been exploring each other passionately. She was shivering with the need to be penetrated by his cock. She wanted his penis to push into her hot inner canal - she could feel the liquid slowly flowing out of her sex- a sign that she was incredibly aroused. She loved it when he worshipped her body and needs with his delectable skills of hands, mouth and tongue but now she needed strong strokes with his cock. For god sake what was he waiting for ?!

He was looking down at her. Her vulva was open to him like a flower in full bloom. She kneeled in front of him, bent down, propped up with her hands, her head towards the wall and away from him. But she looked over her shoulder to see what was keeping him from giving her what she so desired.
He had to savor the sight. Her slender torso was layered by a black corsage made of transparent lace between the deep black lines of the bones that gave her body the tantalizing shape, the accentuated waist. The laces at her back emphasized the delicate shape of her back, leading the gaze from the soft pale skin at her neck down to her ... oh , her nicely shaped butt. He just loved it. The soft full mounds , now framing her moist and swollen vulva. He could see some of stubble of her brown hair on her lips down here. He could nearly feel the heat of her pulsating vagina on his cock.
She didn’t know what he was waiting for. She wanted his cock inside her. It was a burning need by now. She started moving her hips in circles, hoping to get some relief. Maybe her clit would help her to climb higher.
He nearly choked when she moved her hips like that. It was too much. He grabbed her hips, stilled the movement and slowly placed the head of his penis at her entrance. Blazing heat embraced him. Pushing gently further, the skin stretched and his most sensitive part was exposed to the pressure and heat of her moist vaginal walls. What a sensation. No patience to wait anymore he pushed deep into her. His sack was pressed against her sensitive flesh.
And that was just what she wanted. She cried out . Finally , he gave her what she wanted. “Faster”, “ deeper” she cried. The fullness she craved was finally given. She gave him better access by exposing her butt some more. She needed him deep . But she also needed his long strokes along her internal walls . The heat grew. He pinched her clit with two fingers and she just exploded. He followed closely , forced by the clamping down of her sex.
He embraced her in her arms and gently laid them down on the bed. They had to catch their breath. ....