It was a warm summer evening when I first met her. She was a stunning Indian woman with long, black hair that cascaded down her back in thick waves. She had an air of confidence and sensuality that was impossible to ignore. We exchanged a few words and I knew I had to see her again.
A few days later, I found myself standing outside her apartment, my heart racing with anticipation. She greeted me with a smile and a lingering kiss on the lips. I could feel the heat radiating off her body as she led me inside.
She poured us each a glass of wine and we sat on the couch, making small talk. But I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. She was wearing a simple red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. I could see the outline of her nipples through the fabric and I felt my cock start to stir.
She must have noticed because she leaned in and whispered in my ear, “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” She traced her fingers down my chest and I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through my body. I knew I had to have her.
We made our way to the bedroom and she slowly began to undress. She let her hair down and it tumbled over her shoulders in a dark waterfall. She was even more beautiful than I had imagined.
She crawled onto the bed and motioned for me to join her. I didn’t need any encouragement. I stripped off my clothes and climbed on top of her.
We started with slow, passionate kisses. Her lips were soft and wet and I could feel her tongue exploring my mouth. I trailed my fingers down her neck and over her collarbone, teasing her nipples with my fingertips.
She moaned and arched her back, pressing her breasts into my chest. I could feel her hard nipples against my skin and I knew she wanted more.
I moved down her body, kissing and licking her breasts. She tasted sweet and salty at the same time. I sucked and nibbled on her nipples, making her moan even louder.
I continued to move down her body, kissing her stomach and hips. I could feel her muscles quivering beneath my lips. I spread her legs and looked at her beautiful pussy. It was wet and glistening in the soft light.
I licked her clit, causing her to gasp. I sucked and teased her, making her moan and thrash beneath me. I slid my fingers inside of her and felt her tight muscles clench around them.
She begged me to fuck her and I couldn’t resist. I slid my cock inside of her and she cried out with pleasure. I moved slowly at first, but she urged me to go faster and harder.
I fucked her in missionary position, then flipped her over and took her from behind. I could see her ass jiggling with every thrust and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.
She came hard, screaming my name. I followed soon after, filling her with my cum. We collapsed on the bed, panting and sweating.
We spent the rest of the night exploring each other’s bodies, trying new positions and making each other scream with pleasure.
It was a night I would never forget. She was a stunning Indian woman with a body made for sin. And I was lucky enough to be the one who got to experience it.
