It was a warm summer evening, and the air was thick with humidity. The woman, Anjali, sat on the balcony of her apartment, her thick black hair cascading down her back. She was nude, letting the breeze caress her bare skin.
Anjali was an Indian babe, with curves in all the right places. She had always been confident in her body, and she loved the feeling of the wind against her bare skin. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, letting the scent of jasmine fill her lungs.
She heard the door open behind her and turned to see Arjun, her neighbor, stepping out onto the balcony. He was tall and handsome, with dark eyes that seemed to see right through her.
“Anjali, I didn’t know you were out here,” he said, his voice low and husky.
“I was just enjoying the evening,” she replied, turning back to face the view.
Arjun came to stand behind her, so close that she could feel the heat emanating from his body. She shivered, despite the warmth of the night.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.
Anjali turned to face him, her eyes meeting his. She could feel the desire burning in his gaze, and she knew that she wanted him just as much.
Without a word, Arjun leaned in and kissed her, his lips crushing against hers. She moaned, her body responding to his touch.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts and tracing the curve of her hips.
Anjali gasped as he slid his fingers between her legs, finding her wet and ready for him. She rocked her hips against his hand, urging him on.
Arjun broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, making her moan with pleasure.
He knelt before her, his eyes locked on hers as he spread her legs wider. She gasped as he leaned in and licked her pussy, his tongue flicking against her clit.
Anjali threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. She rocked her hips against his mouth, feeling the pleasure build inside her.
Arjun slid a finger inside her, curling it to hit her G-spot. She cried out, her body trembling with pleasure.
He continued to lick and finger her, driving her wild with desire. She could feel the orgasm building inside her, and she knew that she was close.
With a final flick of his tongue, Anjali came, her body shuddering with pleasure.
Arjun stood up, his eyes dark with desire. He kissed her again, letting her taste herself on his lips.
“I need you,” he murmured, his voice husky.
Anjali nodded, her body still trembling with pleasure.
Arjun led her inside, laying her down on the bed. He climbed on top of her, his cock hard and ready.
He entered her slowly, letting her body adjust to his size. She moaned, her nails digging into his back.
He began to thrust, each movement sending waves of pleasure through her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him on.
Arjun reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in time with his thrusts, driving her wild with pleasure.
Anjali could feel another orgasm building inside her, and she knew that it was going to be even stronger than the first.
With a final thrust, Arjun came, filling her with his warmth. She followed soon after, her body trembling with pleasure.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as their breathing slowly returned to normal.
“That was amazing,” Anjali murmured, her head resting on Arjun’s chest.
“Yes, it was,” he replied, kissing the top of her head.
They lay there, their bodies still entwined, as the night wore on.
And neither of them regretted a single moment.
