The full moon cast its silvery glow upon the lush garden, illuminating the swaying leaves of the trees and the velvety petals of the flowers. Amidst this natural oasis, a woman stood, her raven hair cascading down her bare back like a waterfall of darkness. She was nude, her voluptuous figure a testament to the beauty of the Indian subcontinent. Her name was Priya, a woman of 25 summers, her curves thick and inviting.
Priya’s heart raced as she heard the soft rustling of leaves, the footsteps of a man drawing closer. He was her lover, a man of 30, his body toned and muscular, his skin a sun-kissed bronze. His name was Ravi, and he approached Priya with a hunger in his eyes.
Ravi’s hands reached out, caressing Priya’s shoulders, his fingers tracing the curve of her spine. His lips found her earlobe, his breath warm against her skin. “Priya,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire. “You are so beautiful.”
Priya shivered, her body responding to his touch. She turned to face him, her dark eyes meeting his. They kissed, their lips meeting in a passionate dance. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths, their hands wandering over each other’s bodies.
The foreplay began, their lips never leaving each other’s. Ravi’s hands found Priya’s breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples. Priya moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, his desire evident.
Breaking their kiss, Priya dropped to her knees, her hands reaching for Ravi’s belt. She undid it, her fingers trembling with anticipation. She pulled down his pants, his hard cock springing free. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. “Ravi,” she whispered, her voice filled with need.
She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft. She sucked, her tongue swirling around his tip. Ravi groaned, his hands gripping her hair. “Priya,” he whispered, his voice filled with pleasure.
After several minutes of this, Ravi pulled Priya to her feet. He picked her up, his hands gripping her thighs. He entered her, his cock sliding into her wet pussy. They both moaned, their bodies moving in rhythm.
They switched positions, Priya now on top. She rode him, her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Ravi reached up, his hands gripping her breasts. Priya moaned, her head thrown back.
They switched positions again, this time doggy style. Ravi entered her from behind, his hands gripping her hips. Priya moaned, pushing back against him. They moved faster, their bodies slapping against each other.
Finally, they reached their climax, their bodies shuddering with pleasure. They collapsed onto the grass, their bodies entwined. They lay there, their hearts racing, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat.
They didn’t speak, their heavy breathing the only sound in the garden. They just lay there, their bodies still entwined, their hearts still racing. They knew they had shared something special, something that would bind them together forever.
As the sun began to rise, they slowly got up, their bodies aching from the night’s activities. They dressed, their bodies still entwined. They walked back to the house, their hands clasped together. They knew they would never forget this night, this whisper in the night that had turned into a scream of pleasure.
