A Chance Encounter

The sun dipped low among the clouds, casting a warm golden glow over the music festival. The air was filled with the smell of sunscreen, beer, and the sweet, skunky smell of marijuana. If one concentrated, the scent of the Port-a-Johns could be detected. Maisy was a 34-year-old woman with wild, curly hair and a body that swayed to the rhythm of the music, found herself drawn to a man standing a few feet away. David was about her age, with a chiseled jaw and eyes so blue they nearly stopped her heart. He caught her gaze and smiled. She bopped over to him. They started talking, the conversation flowing as easily as the beer they shared. By the time the headliner took the stage, they were locked into each other, their bodies pressed close, their voices straining to be audible over the music.

As the night wore on, David leaned in, pulling her close and saying, "I have a better idea than standing here in the crowd," he murmured. "Come home with me." Maisy, her heart pounding with anticipation, agreed.

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The apartment was spacious and modern, with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a stunning view of the mountains around their city. When Maisy looked over at David, he was pouring them each a glass of wine. She took the glass, her fingers brushing against his, and took a sip. She smacked her lips. "Mmm," she said, "Rich and full-bodied, just how i like it."

David set his glass down and stepped closer to Maisy. "You've been a bad girl, you know that?" he said, his voice low and husky. Maisy raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. So this was the game he wanted to play. "Oh, really? And what makes you say that?"

David's hand reached out, grabbing her wrist and pulling her close. "You've been teasing me all night," he growled. "Wiggling that fine ass of yours, driving me wild." He spun her around, bending her over the arm of the couch. Maisy gasped, feeling her pussy getting wet. She loved a dominant man.

David's hand came down on her ass with a sharp smack. The sound echoed through the room, and Maisy moaned, her pussy practically dripping. "That's for teasing me," David said, his hand rubbing the spot he'd just spanked. He smacked her again, this time on the other cheek. "And that's for making me wait all night to fuck you."

Maisy moaned, her nipples hardening as David's hands roamed over her body. He pulled her dress up, exposing her bare ass.

David whistled. "No panties?" he chuckled, "You really are a bad girl, aren't you?"

David's fingers found her pussy, sliding easily through her wet folds. Maisy gasped, her hips bucking back against his hand. He chuckled, his fingers working her clit in tiny circles. "You're fucking sopping," he murmured, "I can't wait to feel that tight pussy around my cock."

Maisy's breath hitched as David's fingers left her pussy, trailing up her spine. He unzipped her dress, pulling it off and tossing it aside. She stood up, turning to face him, feeling exposed. David's eyes roamed over her, his gaze hungry and intense. He pulled her close, his mouth meeting hers in a fierce kiss.

His hands were everywhere, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples, sliding down to cup her ass. Maisy moaned into his mouth, her hands fumbling with his belt. She needed to feel his cock, to taste him, to feel him throbbing inside her.

David broke the kiss, his breath ragged. "Get on your knees," he commanded. Maisy obeyed, sinking to the floor in front of him. She unzipped his pants, pulling out his hard, aching cock. She licked her lips, feeling her heartbeat pounding in her pussy.

Maisy took David in her mouth, her tongue swirling around his tip. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair. She took him deeper, her head bobbing up and down, her hand working the base of his shaft. David's hips bucked, his cock hitting the back of her throat. Maisy gagged, tears pricking her eyes, but she didn't stop. She loved the way he tasted, the way he filled her mouth.

David pulled her off his cock, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Enough," he growled. "I need to be inside you." He pulled her up, spinning her around and bending her over the couch again. Maisy gasped as he entered her, his rock-hard cock filling her in one forceful thrust.

David set a punishing pace, his hips slamming against her ass, over and over. Maisy cried out, her nails digging into the couch cushions. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with their moans and gasps. David's hand snaked around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in time with his thrusts, driving Maisy wild.

Maisy's first orgasm hit her like a freight train, her body convulsing as pleasure washed over her. She cried out, her pussy clenching around David's cock. He groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic. "Fuck, Maisy," he growled. "You feel so fucking good."

David pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices. He spun her around to face him again, then pushed her back onto the couch. He knelt between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance. "I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk," he promised. Maisy smiled, her body already humming with the pleasure she'd received.

David entered her again, his thrusts slow and deep. Maisy wrapped her legs around his waist, her hips meeting his, thrust for thrust. Their bodies moved together, their breath mingling, their hearts pounding in sync. David's hand found her breast, squeezing and kneading, his thumb flicking over her nipple.

Maisy's next orgasm hit her hard, her body shuddering as pleasure coursed through it. David groaned, his cock swelling inside her. He came with a loud cry, then kissed her deeply and hugged her tight. "Thank you," he whispered into her ear.