It was a hot summer evening, and the air was thick with humidity. I was walking through the park, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere, when I saw her. She was a stunning Indian woman, with long, black hair that cascaded down her back in waves. She was nude, and the sight of her bare skin made my heart race.
I approached her, my eyes fixed on her perfect body. She turned to face me, and I saw that she was even more beautiful up close. Her dark eyes sparkled with mischief, and her full lips curved into a seductive smile.
“Hello,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
I was taken aback. How did she know I was coming? But the look in her eyes told me that it didn’t matter. She wanted me, and I wanted her.
She reached out and took my hand, leading me to a secluded spot beneath a tree. She pushed me down onto the grass and straddled me, her wet pussy grinding against my hard cock.
I groaned with pleasure as she kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth. She tasted sweet and spicy, like cinnamon and honey. I ran my hands over her smooth skin, feeling her firm breasts and the curve of her hips.
She broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down my neck, nibbling and licking my sensitive skin. I shuddered with pleasure as she made her way down to my chest, taking one of my nipples into her mouth and sucking gently.
She continued to tease and tantalize me, her hands and mouth driving me wild with desire. I begged her to touch me, to take me inside her, but she only smiled and continued her slow, deliberate torment.
Finally, I couldn’t take it any longer. I flipped her over onto her back and entered her in one swift thrust. She cried out with pleasure, digging her nails into my back as I began to fuck her hard and deep.
The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the air, mingling with our moans and gasps of pleasure. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper inside her, and I felt her pussy clenching around my cock as she came.
I couldn’t hold back any longer. I groaned with pleasure as I filled her with my cum, feeling it spurt deep inside her.
We lay there for a moment, panting and spent, before she pushed me off of her and stood up.
“Until next time,” she said, with a wink.
And then she was gone, leaving me alone in the park, my cock still hard and my mind reeling with the memory of her.
I knew I would never forget her, the Indian babe who had tempted me with her body and her seductive ways. I would dream of her, and crave her, until we met again.
