It was a warm summer evening when I first met her. I was walking down the street when I saw her standing in front of a store, her long black hair cascading down her back, her curves on full display. She was a sight to behold, a thick Indian babe with an air of confidence that made her even more attractive.
I approached her, our eyes locked, and I felt an immediate connection. We started talking, and before I knew it, we were back at her place, our bodies pressed against each other, our lips locked in a passionate kiss.
Our clothes came off quickly, and I couldn’t help but stare at her naked form. She was even more beautiful than I imagined, with soft, smooth skin, and curves that made my mouth water. I couldn’t resist running my hands over her body, feeling her warmth under my fingertips.
We started on the couch, our bodies intertwined as we explored each other. I kissed her neck, nibbling gently on her earlobe, causing her to moan with pleasure. My hands found her breasts, her nipples hard under my touch. I squeezed and pinched them gently, eliciting even more moans from her.
She pushed me back onto the couch, her eyes full of desire. She kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, and I knew that I wanted her.
She moved down my body, her lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She kissed my chest, my stomach, and then lower. Her mouth found my cock, and she took it in, her tongue swirling around the tip. I groaned with pleasure, my hips thrusting upwards.
She took me deeper into her mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around my cock. She sucked and licked, her hands stroking my shaft. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, but I didn’t want to cum yet. I wanted to be inside her when I did.
She must have sensed this because she moved up my body, straddling my hips. I could feel her wetness on my cock, and I knew that she wanted me as much as I wanted her. She positioned herself over me and slowly lowered herself down, taking me inside her inch by inch.
We started slowly, our bodies moving together in a rhythm that felt natural. She rode me, her hips grinding against mine. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge again, but I held back. I wanted this moment to last as long as possible.
She leaned forward, her breasts pressed against my chest. She kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth. I could feel her muscles tightening around my cock, and I knew that she was close. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as I thrust upwards, meeting her hips.
She moaned into my mouth, her body shuddering as she came. I could feel her muscles milking my cock, and I knew that I couldn’t hold back any longer. I let go, my orgasm ripping through my body as I filled her with my cum.
We collapsed onto the couch, our bodies spent. We lay there for a moment, our breathing heavy. I looked at her, her eyes half-closed, her lips swollen from our kisses. I knew that I had found something special, something that I would never forget.
We spent the rest of the night exploring each other’s bodies, our passion never waning. We tried different positions, each one more exciting than the last. We fucked until we were exhausted, our bodies slick with sweat.
As the sun began to rise, we lay in each other’s arms, our bodies entwined. We knew that this was only the beginning, that we had many more nights of passion ahead of us. And I couldn’t wait to see what the future held for us.
