The full moon cast its silvery light upon the Indian beauty, as she stood on the balcony overlooking the lush garden below. Her thick, black hair cascaded down her back, the ends gently dancing in the soft breeze. She was nude, her curves and dark skin glowing in the moonlight.
Sumitra, a woman of 25, was a sensual creature, her eyes half-closed in a dreamy state, her mind wandering to the forbidden pleasures she desired. She yearned for the touch of a man, the feel of his hands on her body, his lips on hers.
Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t hear the door to the balcony open, and the soft footsteps approaching her. A warm hand gently touched her shoulder, and she jumped, startled. She turned around, her eyes wide open, to find herself looking at Arjun, a man of 30, with a chiseled jawline and piercing dark eyes.
“I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “I saw you standing here, and I couldn’t resist joining you.”
She looked at him for a moment, her heart beating faster, then turned around, her back facing him. She leaned forward, her hands resting on the balcony’s railing, her body inviting him to come closer.
Arjun didn’t need any further invitation. He stepped closer, his chest pressing against her back, his arms wrapping around her waist. He leaned in, his lips finding her earlobe, his tongue gently tracing its curve.
Sumitra shivered, her breath hitching. She leaned back, her body molding against his, her ass pressing against his growing erection. She reached behind, her hand finding his hard cock, her fingers wrapping around it, giving it a gentle squeeze.
Arjun groaned, his hands moving up, cupping her breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples. Sumitra moaned, her head falling back, her hips grinding against him.
He kissed her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire on her skin. His hands left her breasts, moving down, his fingers finding her wet pussy. He slipped a finger inside her, then two, his thumb finding her clit, rubbing it in slow circles.
Sumitra moaned louder, her body trembling, her hips moving in rhythm with his fingers. She reached down, her hand finding his cock again, guiding it to her wet entrance.
Arjun didn’t need any more invitation. He pushed inside her, filling her completely. She gasped, her body tensing, then relaxing, her hips moving in rhythm with his thrusts.
He wrapped his arms around her, his hands finding her breasts, his fingers pinching her nipples. She moaned, her head falling back, her body moving in perfect harmony with his.
Their lovemaking was intense, their bodies moving as one, their moans and gasps filling the night air. Arjun’s thrusts grew faster, harder, his cock hitting her G-spot, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Sumitra’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body trembling, her pussy clenching around his cock. Arjun followed her, his cock twitching inside her, filling her with his hot cum.
They stood there, their bodies still connected, their breaths mingling in the cool night air. Sumitra turned around, her arms wrapping around Arjun’s neck, her lips finding his.
“I love you,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.
“I love you too,” he replied, his hands cupping her face, his thumbs gently tracing her cheekbones.
As they stood there, their bodies entwined, the night grew quiet, the only sound their soft breaths and the beating of their hearts.
