It was a hot and humid night in Goa, and the waves crashing against the shore were the only sound that could be heard. The moon was full, casting an ethereal glow over the beach, and the sand was cool beneath my feet as I walked along the shoreline.
I had come to India for a vacation, and I couldn’t have chosen a better place to relax and unwind. I had spent the day exploring the town and the nearby temples, but now I was ready to call it a night and head back to my hotel.
As I turned to leave, I caught sight of a figure standing in the distance. She was facing away from me, but even from a distance, I could tell that she was a woman, and that she was thick and curvy in all the right places. She had long, black hair that fell in waves down her back, and she was completely naked.
I felt my cock twitch in my shorts as I watched her, and I knew that I had to have her. I approached her slowly, trying not to startle her, and when I was close enough, I spoke.
“Hello, beautiful,” I said, my voice low and husky. “What are you doing out here all alone?”
She turned to face me, and I was taken aback by her beauty. She had olive skin, high cheekbones, and full, pouty lips. Her eyes were dark and smoldering, and I could see the desire in them.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she said, her voice soft and sultry. “I came out here to clear my mind.”
“Well, you’ve certainly caught my attention,” I said, stepping closer to her. “May I join you?”
She nodded, and I took that as an invitation to touch her. I reached out and ran my fingers through her hair, and she leaned into my touch. I could feel her body trembling with desire, and I knew that she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
I kissed her then, our lips meeting in a passionate embrace. She tasted sweet and exotic, like spices and flowers, and I couldn’t get enough of her. I ran my hands over her body, feeling her soft curves and the heat of her skin.
She moaned as I touched her, and I knew that she was ready for more. I kissed my way down her neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin, and she arched her back, pressing her breasts into my chest.
I reached up and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in my hands. I pinched her nipples, and she gasped, her breath hot against my skin. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked, hard, and she cried out, her fingers digging into my shoulders.
I continued to kiss and touch her, my hands exploring every inch of her body. I knelt before her and spread her legs, and I looked up at her, my eyes meeting hers.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said, my voice filled with reverence.
I leaned in and kissed her inner thigh, and she shivered with anticipation. I ran my tongue over her pussy lips, tasting her sweetness, and she moaned, her hips bucking.
I licked and sucked her clit, and she cried out, her fingers tangled in my hair. I slipped a finger inside her, and she was so wet, so ready for me. I added a second finger, and I fucked her with them, hard and fast, while I continued to suck her clit.
She came hard, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. I stood up and kissed her, letting her taste herself on my lips, and she moaned, her hands reaching for my cock.
She stroked me, her fingers wrapped around my shaft, and I groaned, my head falling back. She kissed my neck, her teeth nipping at my skin, and I knew that I couldn’t wait any longer.
I turned her around, and I bent her over, her hands on the sand. I positioned my cock at her entrance, and I pushed inside her, slow and deep.
She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure, and I started to fuck her, hard and fast. She pushed back against me, meeting
me stroke for stroke, and I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock.
I reached around and touched her clit, and she cried out, her orgasm building again. I fucked her harder, my balls slapping against her ass, and she came again, her body shuddering with pleasure.
I pulled out of her and turned her around, and I lifted her up, her legs wrapped around my waist. I pushed back inside her, and she gasped, her head falling back.
I fucked her like this, her back against a palm tree, the waves crashing against the shore behind us. She was so wet, so tight, and I could feel my orgasm building.
I kissed her, our tongues dancing together, and I came, my cock twitching inside her. She moaned, her pussy milking every last drop of cum from me, and I held her close, our bodies slick with sweat.
We stayed like that for a while, our breathing slowing down, our hearts beating in sync. And then, we got dressed and walked back to our hotels, our bodies satiated and our minds clear.
It was a night that I would never forget, a night of passion and pleasure with a beautiful Indian siren. And even though I never saw her again, I knew that I would always treasure the memory of our tropical tryst.
