The moon cast a soft glow on the balcony, illuminating the figure of a woman with jet-black hair. She stood with her back facing the open door, her voluptuous silhouette outlined by the dim light spilling out from the room. A thick, Indian woman, her curves were impossible to ignore. Her silken hair cascaded down her shoulders, pooling at the small of her back. She was the epitome of an Indian babe, exotic and irresistible.
He watched her from the doorway, his eyes roaming over her form. He had wanted her since the moment they met, her strength and independence drawing him in. He took a step forward, closing the distance between them. She turned her head slightly, her dark eyes meeting his in the mirror of the balcony door. A small smile played on her lips as she turned to face him fully.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she murmured, her voice husky with desire.
He closed the distance between them, his hands reaching out to touch her face. He tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her close for a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths, their bodies pressed close.
She moaned softly as his hands roamed over her body, cupping her full breasts and teasing her hard nipples. He broke the kiss, trailing kisses down her neck and along her collarbone. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into his palms as he worshipped her body.
He knelt before her, his hands gliding down her body to her hips. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire. “May I?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
She nodded, her breath hitching as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of her panties. He slowly pulled them down, revealing her dark curls and glistening folds. He leaned forward, inhaling her scent and making her shiver.
He looked up at her, his eyes filled with lust. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, his voice filled with reverence.
She reached down, tangling her fingers in his hair as he leaned forward to taste her. He licked and sucked at her clit, making her moan and gasp with pleasure. She rocked her hips against his mouth, grinding her pussy against his face as he brought her closer to the edge.
He slid a finger inside her, fucking her slowly as he continued to tease her clit. She was so wet, her pussy slick and hot around his finger. He added a second finger, stretching her as he prepared her for his cock.
She was panting and moaning, her body trembling with pleasure. He stood, his cock hard and throbbing as he pressed it against her pussy. She reached down, guiding him inside her. He thrust deep, burying himself to the hilt in her wet heat.
They moved together, their bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time. He fucked her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together as they chased their release. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper as she moaned his name.
He could feel her pussy tightening around his cock, her orgasm building. He reached down, rubbing her clit as he fucked her harder. She screamed his name as she came, her pussy pulsing around his cock.
He couldn’t hold back any longer, his own orgasm crashing over him as he filled her with his cum. He collapsed against her, his body spent and sated.
They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies still connected. The night air was cool against their skin, a gentle breeze rustling the leaves in the trees. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with love and desire.
“I love you,” she whispered, her voice soft and full of emotion.
He smiled, his heart swelling with love for her. “I love you, too,” he replied, his voice filled with emotion.
They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined as they whispered sweet nothings into the night. The night was theirs, and they were lost in each other.
