The full moon cast its silvery glow upon the lush garden, illuminating the swaying leaves of the trees and the delicate flowers that adorned the landscape. Amidst this natural oasis, a woman stood, her silhouette framed by the dark mane of wavy black hair that cascaded down her back. She was nude, her curvaceous figure on full display. Her name was Priya, a stunning Indian beauty, thick and voluptuous in all the right places.
Priya’s heart raced as she heard footsteps approaching. Her lover, the mysterious and handsome stranger she had met just a few short hours ago, was making his way towards her. She closed her eyes, anticipation building, as she felt his presence behind her. His strong, warm hands caressed her shoulders, gently tracing the curves of her body, eliciting a soft sigh from her lips.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their bodies pressed close. His tongue explored her mouth, teasing and tantalizing her, as his hands roamed her body. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard peaks, before sliding down her belly, his fingers tracing the lines of her hips.
Priya’s breath hitched as she felt his fingers graze her inner thighs. She spread her legs, inviting him to delve deeper. He took the invitation, his fingers finding her wet and ready. She moaned as he began to stroke her clit, her hips bucking against his hand.
His lips found her ear, his breath hot against her skin. “You’re so wet for me,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “Do you want me inside you?”
“Yes,” Priya gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. “Please, yes.”
He didn’t need any further encouragement. He spun Priya around, lifting her up and pinning her against the tree. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck, as he entered her in one swift thrust.
They moved together, their bodies in perfect harmony. He thrust into her, each stroke deeper and harder than the last. Priya met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together in the quiet night.
“Oh, yes,” Priya moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy. “Harder, harder.”
He obliged, his hips pistoning as he fucked her against the tree. The sounds of their lovemaking filled the air, their moans and sighs mingling with the rustling of the leaves.
Priya felt her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around him. “I’m close,” she gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders.
“Come for me,” he growled, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Come for me, Priya.”
With a loud cry, Priya shattered around him, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. She felt him stiffen, his cock twitching inside her, as he followed her over the edge.
They stayed there, locked together, as their breathing slowly returned to normal. He gently lowered her to the ground, his cock slipping out of her with a wet pop.
Priya looked up at him, her eyes shining with gratitude and desire. “Again?” she asked, a playful smile on her lips.
He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Again,” he agreed, pulling her close for another kiss.
And so, they continued their lovemaking, exploring each other’s bodies in the quiet, moonlit garden. The night was still young, and they had all the time in the world to indulge in their desires.
