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 waves. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as she moved through the crowd with a grace and confidence that was intoxicating.
We exchanged brief glances throughout the night, but it wasn’t until later, when the party had died down and we found ourselves alone, that we finally spoke. Our conversation was easy and flowed naturally, and before I knew it, we were lost in our own world, away from the noise and chaos of the party.
As we talked, I couldn’t help but notice the way her eyes sparkled in the moonlight, and the way her lips curved into a soft smile. I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame, unable to resist the pull of her energy.
Before I knew what was happening, I found myself leaning in closer to her, my breath mingling with hers as I whispered in her ear. I could feel her pulse quicken as I trailed my lips down her neck, and I knew that she was as captivated by me as I was by her.
With a flick of her hair, she turned to face me, her eyes heavy with desire. I knew in that moment that she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
Our clothes fell away like petals in the wind, leaving us bare and vulnerable in the moonlight. She was even more beautiful than I could have imagined, with curves that made my mouth water and skin that was soft and supple to the touch.
I kissed her deeply, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths as we tasted the sweetness of our desire. She moaned softly, her hands wandering over my body as she explored every inch of me.
I trailed my lips down her neck, nipping and licking at her sensitive skin as she gasped with pleasure. I could feel her heart racing beneath my fingertips, and I knew that she was ready for me.
I moved lower, my lips finding her nipples and teasing them into hard peaks. She arched her back, pressing her breasts against my mouth as she moaned with pleasure.
I moved lower still, my tongue tracing a path down her stomach and towards the apex of her thighs. She was already wet, her pussy glistening in the moonlight as I parted her lips and tasted her.
She moaned loudly, her hips bucking against my mouth as I licked and sucked at her clit. I slid a finger inside of her, feeling her muscles clench around me as I stroked her from the inside.
She was close, her breath coming in short gasps as she neared the edge. I could feel her muscles tensing, her body trembling with pleasure.
With one final thrust of my fingers and a flick of my tongue, she came undone, crying out my name as she shuddered with pleasure.
But I wasn’t done with her yet. I wanted to feel her wrapped around me, to lose myself in the warmth of her body.
I positioned myself at her entrance, my cock throbbing with need. She looked up at me, her eyes heavy with desire as she nodded her consent.
I entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her warmth surrounding me. She was tight, her muscles gripping me like a vice as I slid deeper inside of her.
We moved together, our bodies moving in a rhythm that was as old as time itself. She moaned with pleasure, her nails digging into my back as she urged me on.
I could feel myself nearing the edge, my balls tightening as I prepared to release. With one final thrust, I came undone, filling her with my seed as she cried out with pleasure.
As we lay there, our bodies spent and sated, I knew that I had found something special in her. Something that I would never forget.
And as the sun began to rise, I whispered in her ear, “I will never let you go.”
