Whispers in the Night

It was a warm summer evening, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine. In a secluded corner of the garden, a woman stood, her black hair cascading down her back like a raven’s wing. She was nude, her curves on display for anyone who might happen upon her, but she was alone. Her name was Priya, a thick Indian babe with a body that could make a man’s knees weak.

Priya had been wandering the gardens, her mind lost in thought, when she heard a soft rustling behind her. She turned, her heart racing, only to find herself looking into the eyes of a handsome stranger. He was tall, with dark hair and eyes that seemed to see straight through her. He was also nude, his body a testament to the gods’ sense of artistry.

Without a word, the stranger closed the distance between them, his eyes locked on Priya’s. He reached out, his fingers tracing a line down her arm, and Priya shivered, goosebumps rising on her skin. She licked her lips, her breath hitching in her throat as the stranger leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, lingering kiss.

Priya responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around the stranger’s neck as their tongues danced together. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard peaks. Priya gasped, her back arching as he pinched her nipples, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her.

The stranger’s lips trailed down her neck, his teeth nibbling at her earlobe, and Priya moaned, her head falling back to give him better access. His hands continued to explore her body, sliding down her sides, over her hips, and coming to rest on her ass. He squeezed, pulling her closer, and Priya could feel the evidence of his desire pressing against her belly.

Breaking the kiss, the stranger trailed his lips down her body, his tongue swirling around her nipples, teasing them into even harder peaks. Priya’s fingers tangled in his hair, holding him close as he worshipped her body. His lips continued their descent, and Priya gasped as he knelt before her, his tongue tracing a path down her belly and into the dark curls at the apex of her thighs.

Priya’s legs trembled as the stranger’s tongue explored her folds, teasing her clit with quick flicks and slow circles. She moaned, her hips bucking as he slid a finger inside her, crooking it to hit her G-spot. Priya’s orgasm built quickly, her moans growing louder as the stranger’s tongue and fingers worked in tandem to bring her to the brink.

With a cry, Priya came, her orgasm washing over her in waves of pleasure. The stranger didn’t relent, his tongue continuing to lap at her clit, drawing out every last tremor of pleasure. When Priya’s legs could no longer support her, the stranger rose, his lips glistening with her juices.

Priya reached for him, her hands wrapping around his cock, stroking him firmly. The stranger groaned, his head falling back as she worked him, her fingers exploring every inch of him. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “I want you inside me.”

The stranger’s eyes met hers, and he nodded, his lips curving into a smirk. He turned Priya, bending her over a nearby bench. She gasped as he positioned himself behind her, his cock nudging at her entrance. With one thrust, he was inside her, filling her completely.

Priya moaned, her fingers digging into the wood of the bench as the stranger set a fast, hard pace. His hips slammed into hers, driving him deeper with every stroke. Priya could feel another orgasm building, her body tightening around him as he fucked her.

With a final thrust, the stranger stilled, his cock twitching inside her as he came, filling her with his seed. Priya shivered, her own orgasm crashing over her, leaving her breathless and sated.

The stranger withdrew, his cock slipping from her wet heat. He turned Priya, pulling her into his arms and holding her close. They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, as their breathing returned to normal.

As the night wore on, Priya and the stranger explored each other’s bodies, their hands and mouths learning every inch of each other. They never spoke, their connection transcending words. And as the first light of dawn broke over the horizon, they parted, each going their separate ways, knowing that they would never forget the night they spent together.

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