In the heart of the bustling city, there was a hidden gem of an Indian restaurant, known only to the locals and the most dedicated foodies. It was there that I first laid eyes on her, a thick and voluptuous Indian woman with raven black hair that cascaded down her back in waves. She was the epitome of exotic beauty, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
I was there for a business meeting, but my mind was elsewhere as I watched her move with grace and confidence through the room. I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her, and when our eyes met, I knew that I had to have her.
I approached her with a confident smile, and we struck up a conversation that flowed easily. Her name was Priya, and she was the owner of the restaurant. We talked for hours, and when the restaurant closed, she invited me back to her apartment for a nightcap.
As soon as we were alone, the sexual tension between us was palpable. Our eyes locked, and we knew what was about to happen. We started with a passionate kiss, our tongues intertwining as our hands explored each other’s bodies.
Priya’s hands moved down to my ass, gripping it firmly as she pulled me closer. I could feel her hard nipples pressing against my chest, and I knew that she was as turned on as I was.
I broke our kiss and started trailing kisses down her neck, nibbling and licking as I went. Priya let out a soft moan, her head falling back as she enjoyed the sensation.
I continued my descent, kissing and licking her cleavage before reaching her firm, round breasts. I took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking and biting gently as she moaned even louder.
Priya’s hands were now in my hair, pulling me closer as she ground her hips against me. I could feel her wetness through her clothes, and I knew that she was ready for me.
I moved my hands down to her ass, gripping it firmly as I lifted her up. Priya wrapped her legs around my waist, and I carried her to the bedroom.
We fell onto the bed, our bodies tangled together as we continued to explore each other. I moved my hand between her legs, feeling her wetness as I started to rub her clit.
Priya’s moans grew louder as I increased the pressure, her hips bucking against my hand. I could feel her orgasm building, and I knew that she was close.
