*disclaimer: all characters in the story below are over 18 years of age*
It's your day off and you're relaxing in your apartment, leaning back into your couch, just watching some late night TV. You're about to fall asleep when suddenly, you're awoken by a sharp knock at the door. You glance at the clock, noticing that it's already midnight. Curious as to who would come looking for you so late, you unlock the bolt and slowly turn the knob.
"Hey baby," I smile, eyes full of lust. I'm fully dressed up in a tight, curve-hugging black dress, heels, and seductive red lipstick. Everything about me screams: I'm here to fuck. Before you even have a chance to reply, I grab you by the front of your t-shirt and yank you into the hallway. I slam your back against the wall, knocking the wind out of your lungs, and I start kissing you. Hard.
Lips crush against lips. My tongue explores your sweet, sweet mouth. A moan escapes my throat as I continue to press my soft lips against yours. My body humming with desire, the rest of the world disappears, and all I feel is the lust I have for you.
I love the way you taste against my red lips, the way you hungrily press your mouth to mine, the way your hands slide from my bare shoulders, down my back, until it massages my sweet, round ass.
I moan with all that desire, extremely turned on and I kiss you harder and harder. My full, soft breasts press up against your chest as I kiss you, my hungry, impatient moans vibrating against your body.
Eventually, I come up for air and smile at you, breathless. "Fuck me." I whisper from those sexy red lips.
You let out a moan, your member already getting hard from the rough makeout session. Grabbing your hand, I pull you back into the apartment, swinging the door shut with one high-heeled foot on the way in. Giggling, I run into the bedroom with you in tow.