@Cash Money Chad
Miranda had wanted exactly this, to be taken, claimed, used, but also to be seen, watched, and dare she admit it to herself... shared? She barely had there wherewithal to get out a timid, "I'm Miranda," in response to his introduction as he toyed with her clit, and was about to respond to his comment about having fun in every room when he slid that thick, meaty cock inside of her body. Her eyes were wide and her mouth formed a silent "o" as she felt him ease in, inch by inch, letting her body become accustomed to his girth and length, a little more with each thrust, until he was fully sheathed inside of her.
She let out a long, low moan. This was better than she expected. Almost instant sex with some random hardbody who clearly did this often. She wanted to touch those abs, they were so... fuck it, she thought. I'm in this far, why not touch? She reached up and ran her hands along his abs, then up to the slabs of muscle that was his chest. God yes, so much man. Her boyfriend had been so... soft... compared to this mountain that was taking her so effortlessly now.
She clenched around him as he slid out, then felt him drive back inside, strong and deep. She let out a tiny sound, almost a squeak, as he filled her completely. She lay back on the small table and wrapped her stockinged legs around him, pulling him in closer as he thrust in and out her hands on his chest, his abs, feeling a body that she never before as he filled her, holy shit this is amazing.
Her nipples poked up hard against the fabric of her bra, and she ran one of her own hands over one now... so sensitive. Every inch of her was so sensitive. She dared not look into those eyes she had glimpsed earlier. No connections here. No people. Just bodies and fucking and then home to her normal quiet life, this feeling gone, the need fulfilled. That was the plan. Quick anonymous sex, no connections, no attachments.
She stared at his abs and willed herself to void eye contact, but that's not who she was. As he rove deep inside of her again, she looked up into those green-rimmed windows and saw his intensity, and it almost made her cum on the spot. Holy shit. This was a man who knew what he wanted, and in this moment, he wanted her. She felt that on a level beyond physical, and it heightened her pleasure to feel this connection, more than physical, something spiritual, even if just for this moment. She stared into his eyes and felt her body move more in sync with his, her pussy clenching and gripping his massive cock, her hips rolling with his thrusts, taking him deeper, so deep, filling her so completely...