The full moon cast its silvery light onto the balcony, illuminating the figure of a woman with thick, black hair. She stood there, nude, her back turned to the open French doors of her bedroom. The cool air of the night brushed against her skin, causing goosebumps to rise on her arms and legs. She looked out onto the darkened landscape, her heart pounding in her chest with anticipation.
Inside the room, the figure of a man approached her from behind. He was an Indian man, his body lean and toned, his eyes filled with desire. He admired the curve of her hips, the softness of her thighs, and the roundness of her buttocks. His hands reached out, gently caressing her shoulders and making their way down her arms.
“You are beautiful,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. She shivered, goosebumps spreading across her body.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
He leaned in, pressing his lips against the back of her neck. She moaned softly, her body swaying towards him. His hands continued to explore her body, caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples. She arched her back, pressing her buttocks against his growing erection.
He slipped his hand between her legs, feeling the wetness of her pussy. She gasped, her body trembling with desire. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her warmth and wetness. She moaned, pushing back against him.
He knelt down, his tongue darting out to taste her wetness. She moaned louder, her body trembling with pleasure. He licked and sucked, his tongue exploring every inch of her pussy. She reached back, her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.
He stood up, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself behind her, his hands on her hips. She looked back at him, her eyes filled with desire. He entered her slowly, filling her completely. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.
He began to thrust, each movement sending waves of pleasure through her body. She moaned louder, her body moving in time with his thrusts. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed and pinched, sending her over the edge. She screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure.
He continued to thrust, his own orgasm building. He moaned, his body trembling with pleasure. He came, filling her completely. She moaned, her body still trembling with pleasure.
They stood there, their bodies entwined, the cool air of the night brushing against their skin. He pulled out, his cum running down her thighs. She turned to him, her lips finding his. They kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths.
They broke apart, their breathing heavy. She looked at him, her eyes filled with desire. “Again,” she whispered.
He smiled, his hands reaching out to touch her again. And so they continued, their bodies moving in rhythm, their moans and whispers filling the night air.
