Change Of Plans

Lorenzo and Maya are waiting on the bed, skin still warm from the shower, ready for another couple who never shows. When the text arrives—sorry, not coming—the disappointment stings. They had planned a swap, something fresh, but Maya is already naked and Lorenzo is hard, so fresh is whatever they make it. She rolls onto her stomach and arches her back, the blond hair fanned across the pillow. He slides two fingers between her cheeks, circles the tight ring, then presses one fingertip inside. Maya sighs and pushes back. He works the finger deeper, adding a second when she moans for it, stretching her slowly while his free hand cups one heavy breast and rolls the nipple. When she’s slick and open he lines up, pressing the head of his cock against her ass until it gives, sliding in inch by inch. Maya gasps, gripping the sheets. He fucks her with long, steady strokes, every thrust deeper, every slap of skin louder. Her tits bounce beneath her, nipples brushing the cotton. She comes with a sharp cry and he follows, pulsing hot inside her, bodies locked until the last tremor fades.