Amber

Amber is beautiful, a very sensuous and sexy woman. She stands 5 ft 5 inches, dark red hair with a sultry, voluptuous body. Her smile is transfixing, from plump sensual lips and green smoky eyes. She is blessed with large breasts, prominent permanently stiff nipples, a small waist and a beautifully shaped ass. Men notice her immediately. Her voice is contralto, vibrant and intoxicating.

Bill met her on the tennis courts in the heat of the Arizona summer. The instant he saw her he was smitten. His jaw dropped open and his breathing stopped. He felt an incredible smoothness flow over and through him...he wanted to know this woman.

It seemed apparent she wanted to know him also...there were subtle glances...heat sent through her eyes...enticing words said. He asked her to join his tennis club. She did!

All of a sudden...they kissed...and sparks flew, setting fire to their senses. Bill was stunned by her sheer sensuality. She looked at him and a most incredible thing happened...like a door opening...He felt her relax and an incredible energy shone from her eyes and her body. It was entrancing; looking at her bare, raw persona...He entered the space she opened to him. They kissed deeply, waves of pleasure from the sensual connection flowing through their bodies.

She cast a look at him that was one of eager passion and breathless thrill. Her unspoken message was clear: "I'm yours... You can have me...I want you to... I dare you to."

He caught her between her legs, bringing his other hand up to caress her back. Only inches between their eyes, they gazed into each other, searching, looking into their souls. His fingers moved the silken sweet lips of her labia, touching, slowly and easily with a delicately penetrating passion.

She drew in a reflexive breath when his finger slid within her, her gaze locked into his. The moist heat of her breath stroked his face. Alone, they wanted each other. Her legs spread wide; she thrust her hips forward onto his hand in wanton desire and submission.

Her innermost emotions seemed to leap from her body. The sense of her spread to his brain through some natural, decadent magic. The emotional, ethereal essence of her pure feminine passion was exposed and laid bare. Never had either of them felt anything like this lust that suffused them.

His achingly deliberate passage over her most sensitive spot caused her to cry out involuntarily and shiver as the pleasure of his touch jolted the length of her body.

Standing back slightly, he brought his other hand down from behind her neck and placed them together at the apex between her legs. He rubbed lightly; caressing her labia, then hooked his fingers in her waistband of her panties, sliding them down her trembling legs.

Then he brought both hands up, tracing up past her navel, his hands drawing apart, turning them and grasping her top, lifting it over her head. He held her arms above her head and caressed her, lingering gently on her bra-covered breasts. He flipped the bra straps from her shoulders and pulled the garment down to her waist. He slid the clasp around to her front and unhooked it, never taking his gaze from her. Gently caressing her rounded breasts, he sucked and nibbled her stiff nipples, causing her to moan in pleasure.

She put her hands behind his neck, pulled herself to him, pressing her nipples to his face, wrapping her legs around his body. A laugh of release spilled from her, cascading about the room.

He pulled her legs from around him and stepped back. He was breathing heavily, and the look of passion was full on his face. The spell of love was upon them both.

Even as he released his belt and allowed his clothing to fall to the floor she arched her hips out, like a moth drawn to a light. The fire of her arousal radiated the power of her uncontrollable desire, shining like the light of the sun. It was there, the true nature of her passion, exposed for him to see.

He was steel. Hard and pulsing, he put his hands on her hips and lifted her up, spreading her wide. Sliding his hands under her thighs, he brought himself closer. With his breath on her neck and her lips on his face he penetrated her, pressing himself to her until he was deeply within. A gasp escaped from her and she moaned her pleasure. In response, she pressed herself back firmly against him.

Their excitement grew by leaps and bounds as the rhythm began to consume them. A new and even more powerful trance had fallen on them; there was no world, no heavens, and no reality other than the display of unbridled passion taking place this moment.

As they joined together, her awareness was of the power of the peak of his hardness within her and the delicious flow of pleasure into her brain as her clitoris pressed against his shaft. With him, it was the ferocity of how she thrust back at him, her wetness clasping him within her. For them both, all the elements of every sense and sensation fell together, crashing and toppling them in a release from which there could be no quarter taken, asked, nor given.

His deep cry shook the room even as she screamed out matching his abandon. The swell of her naked passion, fueled by his release, passed through them in turn, and each felt it, locked together and they were one.

He drew back slightly; his hands again on her hips and plunged back in, riding her high up to brace with her legs. For an eternity, or perhaps just a single moment shared only by them, he held himself all the way up in her, still and deep, and she clasped him to her. A melding took place, a taste of the pressures of the depths of intimacy between the masculinity of penetration and the feminine passion of submission to it. In this moment, an orgasm, theirs, radiated between each of them, the sweet release of love.

Quaking, he withdrew his pulsing cock slowly from her inch by shuddering inch. She collapsed, the breath suddenly escaping from her lungs. Were it not for him holding her up she would have slid to the floor, crumpled at his feet.

He swayed side to side himself. From somewhere, he had to reach deep to take hold of himself; such was the nature of the sensations he felt from her body.

In a final reflex of orgasm, a stream of semen burst from him, splashing her from her breasts to her face. Then his knees broke, causing both of them to drop to the floor and he supported them both momentarily with one hand. Where such a powerful final reaction could have come from was more than he could dare to guess.