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Red Dress Desire ❤️🔥
🕑 Added 2025-09-15 18:00:04 +0000 UTCShe stepped into the dimly lit hotel hall. Long black hair flowed over her shoulders, the red dress clung to her body, accentuating her curves. Black stockings shimmered with each step. She looked as if she knew someone had been waiting for her here.
A stranger emerged from the shadows. Tall, confident, his gaze locked onto her immediately. For a moment, silence lingered between them, and she already felt — he would take the lead.
“You look… dangerous,” he said hoarsely, his eyes tracing her shape.
“Maybe you should find out just how much,” she replied softly, biting her lip.
He came closer, his hand brushing against her cheek. Tension sparked instantly. His palm rested on her waist, fingers sliding slightly over the fabric. She held her breath.
His lips neared her ear.
“Get on your knees.”
She obeyed. The red dress rose slightly as she sank down, her hands reaching for his belt. The sound of the buckle snapping open filled the silence. She looked up, her big eyes catching his — challenge flashing within them.
Mmm… she moaned as his hardness touched her lips. Her warm breath teased his skin, and he gripped her hair tightly.
“Deeper,” he ordered.
She obeyed, moving rhythmically, her lips and tongue sliding further. Drool glistened on her chin, the sound echoing — slurp… slurp…
“Fuck… you’re driving me insane,” he groaned.
She muffled a wet Mmmph…, forcing him deeper down her throat. Her stockings shimmered under the lamp’s glow, her chest rising under the tight fabric of her dress.
He suddenly lifted her chin, pulling her away. A wet trail remained on her lips.
“Stand up. Now it’s my turn.”
He spun her around, pressing her against the wall. His hands roamed firmly over her thighs, lifting the red dress up. The fabric quivered, revealing smooth skin and the lace of her stockings.
“Are you ready?” he whispered against her neck.
“Take me… now…” her voice cracked into a moan.
Plap! — the first thrust made her cry out. She clung to the wall, chest pressing against the cold surface.
“Aaahh… G-god…” her breathing came fast and broken.
His hands gripped her waist tightly, driving into her with raw force.
Plap plap plap! — the rhythm of their bodies filled the air, mixing with her moans.
“Do you feel how deep I am inside you?” his voice growled at her ear.
“Y-yes… too deep…” she bit her lip but kept pushing back, meeting his thrusts.
Her stockings slipped slightly, revealing more of her thigh. His hand traced the bare skin, making her shiver.
“O-ohh… faster…” she gasped.
The thrusts quickened, the sounds louder, flesh slapping flesh. Her moans broke into sharp cries:
“Aahh… Mmm… Harder…”
He cupped her breast through the fabric, squeezing firmly. Her head dropped back onto his shoulder.
“You’re trembling all over…” he whispered, slamming deeper.
She nearly sobbed with pleasure, the plap plap… sounds becoming relentless. Her knees shook, fingers scraping against the wall.
“I… I can’t take it anymore…” her voice faltered.
He held her tighter, his movements rougher, faster.
“Hold on… I’m going to cum inside you,” his words were low and commanding.
“Yes… please… inside…” she moaned, arching her back.
In that moment, his body stiffened. The final thrusts came hard, slamming her into the wall.
“Ahhh…” his groan matched her desperate cry as heat spilled deep inside her.
She trembled, pinned against the wall, feeling him filling her. Breathless, she turned her head slightly and whispered:
“I’m all yours…”
He kept her close for a few moments, pulsing inside her before slowly releasing her waist. Her head lowered, breathing ragged, her dress still bunched up, stockings slipping down.
Silence lingered, broken only by their uneven breaths. She could feel his warmth staying deep inside her.
“You knew I’d give in?” she asked quietly, still not turning around.
“I saw it in your eyes,” he replied, tracing his fingers down her back.
She smiled, still trembling. And she realized — this was only the first meeting.
