It was a warm summer evening as I, Ravi, strolled along the serene shores of Indian Lake. The moonlight danced upon the water’s surface, casting a romantic glow over the landscape. Suddenly, I noticed a figure sitting on a nearby rock – a woman, seemingly lost in thought.
Her name was Priya, a stunning beauty with raven hair and deep brown eyes. She was a fellow Indian expatriate, and we quickly connected over our shared heritage and love for the outdoors. As the night wore on, our conversation became more intimate, and I found myself captivated by her.
I leaned in, my gaze fixed on her lips. She didn’t resist as I gently pressed my mouth to hers. Our kiss deepened, tongues exploring and entwining. My hands wandered to her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath my fingertips.
Priya’s breathing grew heavy as I trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe. She arched her back, her body begging for more. I obliged, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples with my thumbs.
She moaned softly as I lowered my mouth to her nipples, sucking and biting gently. Her hands clutched at my hair, pulling me closer. I could feel her wetness through her jeans as my hand made its way between her legs, rubbing slow circles over her clit.
With a wicked smile, she unbuttoned my pants, freeing my rock-hard cock. She stroked it gently, her eyes filled with desire. She leaned in, her tongue flicking at the precum beading at the tip.
I groaned as she took me into her mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around my shaft. She sucked and licked, her head bobbing up and down. I tangled my fingers in her hair, guiding her rhythm.
But I wanted more. I needed to be inside her. I pulled away, laying her down on the soft grass. I kissed my way down her body, my tongue tracing a path to her soaking wet pussy. I licked and sucked, her moans growing louder with each passing moment.
I slid a finger inside her, feeling her walls clench around me. She was ready. I positioned myself at her entrance, slowly pushing inside. She gasped as I filled her, our bodies moving in sync.
We tried various positions, from missionary to doggy style, each one more passionate than the last. Our bodies moved together, sweat glistening on our skin.
“Fuck, yes,” she cried out as I thrust deeper, her pussy tightening around me. I could feel her orgasm building, her moans growing louder. I reached down, rubbing her clit as I continued to fuck her.
With a final thrust, she came undone, her pussy clenching around me as she screamed my name. I followed soon after, filling her with my cum.
We lay there, breathless and satisfied, the sound of our heavy breathing mixing with the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. It was a night I would never forget.
