It was a hot summer day, and the sand on the beach was scorching. Anjali, a young Indian woman with long, flowing black hair, lay on a towel in her bright red bikini. She had just come from a swim in the ocean, and her skin glistened with water and sweat.
Across the beach, a man named Ethan was doing push-ups. He was in good shape, with broad shoulders and muscular arms. He caught sight of Anjali out of the corner of his eye and couldn’t help but stare.
He walked over to her, still dripping with sweat. “Hi,” he said, trying to sound casual. “I’m Ethan. Mind if I join you?”
Anjali looked up at him and smiled. “Sure, I don’t mind,” she said.
They struck up a conversation, and soon they were laughing and joking like old friends. As the sun began to set, Ethan asked Anjali if she wanted to go for a walk on the beach.
She agreed, and they strolled along the water’s edge, their feet sinking into the soft sand. Ethan reached out and took Anjali’s hand, and she didn’t pull away.
They came to a secluded spot, where the beach was lit only by the moonlight. Ethan turned to Anjali and took her in his arms. He leaned in and kissed her, and she kissed him back.
Their bodies pressed together, and Ethan’s hands began to wander. He cupped Anjali’s breasts through her push-up bra, feeling their fullness. She moaned softly as he squeezed and caressed them.
Ethan’s fingers found the clasp of Anjali’s bra, and he undid it, letting the garment fall to the sand. Her breasts were magnificent, with dark nipples that were already hard with desire.
Ethan bent his head and took one of Anjali’s nipples into his mouth, sucking and licking it. She gasped with pleasure, her hands tangling in his hair.
Ethan’s fingers found their way to Anjali’s bikini bottoms, and he slipped them off, leaving her naked on the beach. He knelt between her legs and began to kiss her inner thighs, working his way closer and closer to her wet pussy.
Anjali moaned and writhed as Ethan’s tongue explored her folds, tasting her sweet nectar. He licked and sucked on her clit, and she cried out with pleasure.
Ethan stood up and undid his shorts, letting them fall to the sand. His hard cock sprang free, and Anjali couldn’t help but stare.
Ethan positioned himself at Anjali’s entrance and pushed inside her, filling her up with his thick cock. She moaned as he began to thrust, harder and harder.
Their bodies moved together, lost in the moment. Ethan reached down and squeezed Anjali’s breasts as he fucked her, and she moaned louder and louder.
Suddenly, Anjali’s orgasm hit her, and she cried out, digging her nails into Ethan’s back. He groaned as he felt her pussy clench around his cock, and he couldn’t hold back any longer.
He pulled out and shot his load all over Anjali’s stomach, mixing with the sweat and seawater.
They lay there, spent and satisfied, as the waves crashed against the shore.
“That was amazing,” Anjali whispered, looking up at Ethan with a lazy smile.
“Yes, it was,” Ethan agreed, kissing her softly. “We should do it again sometime.”
Anjali smiled and nodded, already looking forward to their next encounter.
