Time to get serious.

"It doesn't matter. Now take off your pants."

She was standing in a room topless with a stranger, so she thought it probably did matter. Nonetheless, she did as he said and removed her pants. As she did so, she realized she was topless. She looked down at her breasts appreciatively. "Wow, I look great. Wait, why didn't I already know that?" She glanced up at the man in confusion. He had removed his pants and boxers and was now nude and fully erect. "And who even are you?"

"I'm your boyfriend. Take off your panties." He approached her as she began to remove her last article of clothing. She glanced around with curiosity.

"Where am I? And if you're my boyfriend, why don't I remember your n-" Her query was cut short as he pressed against her, his member sliding along her bare mound. He grabbed the back of her head and pressed her face into his chest.

At this point she didn't really care who he was or where she was. She could feel him throbbing against her. He hefted her up (he must be strong! Or maybe she's very light?) and fell backwards onto the bed with her straddling him. She bucked her hips and he reached down to stimulate her with his hands. A sudden intensity surged through her as his deft fingers found her clitoris. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly. The person she was on top of lifted her by her hips and thrust himself into her eager mound.

She didn't know where or who or when she was. Eyes closed and body moving rhythmically, she was a creature of pure pleasure. She heard the grunting of her partner as he thrust into her. As they picked up speed, the nerve endings of her opening were on fire with the pressure of his member. The tempo abated a bit and she opened her eyes. She stared hungrily at the man beneath her and bent to kiss him.

At the same time, he ran his fingers lightly up and down the sides of her torso, almost tickling her. The sensation was exquisite as he brought them around to gently cup her breasts. As he pushed softly against them, he thrust with an even greater intensity and cried out.

They were both approaching climax. She didn't know who this was or how long they'd been doing this. Her earliest memories were of making love; it was the only thing she knew. She wasn't sure what would happen when it came to an end but she knew the end was near. Her breathing hitched as she felt him twitch inside of her and for a moment there was nothing but him and her, no universe beyond the immensity of their intertwined orgasm.

Then she collapsed, exhausted. That was the single greatest moment of her life. She turned to the man, who was staring at her adoringly. Placing a hand on his cheek, she smiled. "I'll never forget that."