It was a warm summer evening when I first met her. She was a stunning Indian woman with thick black hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves. Her curves were voluptuous and inviting, and her dark eyes shimmered with a hint of mischief. We exchanged pleasantries and quickly realized we had a mutual attraction.
We decided to spend the evening together, exploring the city and getting to know each other better. As the night wore on, our connection deepened, and we found ourselves back at her apartment. The chemistry between us was palpable, and we knew that we wanted to take things to the next level.
She led me to her bedroom, her eyes locked on mine. She turned around slowly, giving me a tantalizing view of her bare back. Her silky black hair brushed against her skin, and I couldn’t help but reach out and touch it. She purred with pleasure, and I knew that this was going to be a night to remember.
We stood there for a moment, taking in the sight of each other. She was wearing a sheer negligee that left little to the imagination. I could see the outline of her firm breasts and the curve of her hips. I was already hard with desire, and I knew that she could see it too.
She turned around and pressed her body against mine. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. She moaned softly as I ran my hands over her curves, feeling the heat of her body through the thin fabric of her negligee.
I trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe and making her gasp with pleasure. She arched her back, pressing her breasts against my chest. I could feel her nipples harden beneath the fabric, and I knew that she wanted more.
I slid my hands under her negligee, caressing her bare skin. She was soft and warm, and I couldn’t help but lean down and take one of her nipples into my mouth. She moaned louder now, her hands gripping my shoulders as I sucked and nibbled on her breast.
I moved my other hand down to her thigh, slowly inching it up towards her core. She was already wet with desire, and I couldn’t wait to taste her. I knelt down in front of her, my eyes locked on hers as I slowly pulled her negligee aside.
She was beautiful. Her pussy was smooth and bare, glistening with moisture. I leaned in and took a long, slow lick, savoring the taste of her arousal. She moaned loudly, her hands gripping my hair as I licked and sucked on her clit.
I slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her muscles clench around me. She was tight and hot, and I knew that she was ready for more. I stood up and pulled off my pants, my hard cock springing free.
She looked up at me with desire in her eyes, licking her lips in anticipation. I positioned myself at her entrance, teasing her with the tip of my cock. She moaned and thrust her hips forward, trying to get me inside of her.
I slid inside of her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around my cock. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into my back as I began to thrust.
We found a rhythm, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside of her. I could feel her muscles clenching around me, pulling me deeper with each thrust.
I reached down and rubbed her clit, feeling her orgasm build. She moaned louder now, her body trembling with pleasure. I could feel my own orgasm building, my balls tightening with each thrust.
We came together, our bodies shuddering with pleasure. I collapsed on top of her, my cock still buried deep inside of her. We lay there for a moment, our bodies slick with sweat and cum.
She looked up at me with a satisfied smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
I smiled back at her, feeling a sense of contentment that I hadn’t felt in a long time. “It certainly was,” I replied, brushing a lock of hair away from her face.
We lay there for a while longer, basking in the afterglow of our passion. The night was still young, and I knew that we had many more pleasures to explore. But for now, we were content to simply be in each other’s arms, our bodies still entwined in a passionate embrace.
