It was a warm summer evening when I first met her. She was a thick, Indian woman with long, black hair that cascaded down her back in waves. Her curves were generous, and her skin was a rich, golden brown. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
We met at a party, and after some small talk, I found myself alone with her in a quiet corner. Our eyes met, and I felt a spark of desire ignite within me. I leaned in and whispered in her ear, “You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.”
She blushed and looked away, but I could see the desire in her eyes. I took her hand and led her to a secluded spot in the garden. We stood there for a moment, looking at each other in silence. I reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. She leaned into my touch, and I knew she wanted me as much as I wanted her.
I leaned in and kissed her, softly at first, but with growing passion. She responded eagerly, her body pressing against mine. I could feel her curves through her dress, and I longed to touch her bare skin.
We broke apart, both of us breathless. “Let’s go inside,” I said, taking her hand.
We found a quiet room and closed the door behind us. I turned to face her, and she looked up at me with a seductive smile. I reached out and gently traced her jawline with my finger, then leaned in to kiss her again.
This time, our kiss was more urgent. Our tongues danced together as we explored each other’s mouths. I ran my hands over her body, feeling the curves of her hips and the swell of her breasts. She moaned softly, and I knew she was ready for more.
I reached behind her and unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the floor. She stood before me in nothing but her lingerie, and I couldn’t help but stare. Her breasts were full and firm, her nipples hard with desire. I reached out and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in my hands. She moaned again, her head falling back.
I kissed my way down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe and licking at her collarbone. She tasted like salt and sweat, and I wanted more. I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts were bare now, and I couldn’t resist. I took one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking and teasing it with my tongue. She cried out, her hands reaching for my hair.
