It was a warm summer evening, and the sun had just dipped below the horizon, casting a beautiful orange and pink glow over the city. I was walking through the park, enjoying the cool breeze and the sound of leaves rustling under my feet, when I noticed her. A stunning Indian woman, standing with her back to me, looking out over the lake. She had long, black hair that cascaded down her back in thick, glossy waves, and her curves were accentuated by the form-fitting dress she wore.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her, and as I approached, I noticed her turn to look at me. Her eyes were dark and intense, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as she gave me a small, seductive smile. I knew in that moment that I had to have her.
“Hello,” I said, my voice low and husky. “I couldn’t help but notice you standing here. You’re absolutely breathtaking.”
She blushed at my compliment, and I took the opportunity to move closer to her, our bodies just inches apart. I could feel the heat radiating off of her, and I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch her hair, gently twirling a strand around my finger.
“I’m Raj,” I said, introducing myself. “And you are?”
“Priya,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m from India, visiting family for the summer.”
“Well, Priya, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” I said, my eyes locked on hers. “I was wondering if you’d like to join me for a drink?”
She hesitated for a moment, but then nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “I’d like that.”
We made our way to a nearby bar, and I ordered us a bottle of wine. As we sipped our drinks, I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her, my eyes constantly wandering to her full lips and her curves. I could tell she was feeling the same way, as she kept finding excuses to touch me, her hand brushing against mine as she reached for her glass or her leg pressing against mine under the table.
After a while, I couldn’t resist any longer. I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss. She responded eagerly, her tongue darting out to tangle with mine, her hands reaching up to tangle in my hair.
We were both lost in the moment, our bodies pressed together as we kissed passionately. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest, and I couldn’t resist reaching down to cup them, my thumbs brushing against her hard nipples through the fabric of her dress.
She moaned softly, her hips grinding against mine as I continued to tease her nipples. I could feel her growing wetness through her panties, and I knew she was ready for more.
I broke our kiss, my lips trailing down her neck as I reached up under her dress, my fingers finding her soaking wet panties. I teased her clit through the fabric, my fingers moving in slow, circular motions as she moaned and writhed beneath me.
“Please, Raj,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. “I need you inside me.”
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I hooked my fingers under her panties, pulling them down her legs as she stepped out of them. I knelt in front of her, my eyes locked on her bare pussy, glistening with her arousal.
I leaned in, my tongue darting out to taste her, savoring her sweetness as she moaned and gripped my hair. I licked and sucked at her clit, my fingers moving inside her, curling up to hit her G-spot as she writhed and moaned beneath me.
It wasn’t long before she was crying out, her orgasm washing over her as I continued to lick and suck at her clit, her juices coating my face.
Once her orgasm subsided, I stood up, my cock straining against my pants. She reached down, her fingers deftly undoing my belt and pulling down my zipper. My cock sprang free, and she wrapped her hand around it, stroking me slowly as she looked up at me with a wicked smile.
“Fuck me, Raj,” she said, her voice low and husky. “I want to feel you inside me.”
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I lifted her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance. I slowly pushed inside her, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy gripping me.
Once I was fully inside her, I started to move, my hips thrusting as I fucked her hard and deep. She moaned and cried out, her nails digging into my shoulders as I pounded into her.
I could feel my orgasm building, and I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I reached down, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing and teasing her as she moaned and writhed beneath me.
It wasn’t long before we were both crying out, our orgasms washing over us as I filled her with my cum, her pussy milking every last drop from me.
We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts racing. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close as we caught our breath.
It had been a passionate encounter, one that I knew I would never forget. And I couldn’t wait to see what the rest of the night had in store for us.
