It was a warm summer night, and I was walking down the streets of Mumbai. My eyes were drawn to a woman standing near a street corner. She had long, black hair that cascaded down her back in waves, and a perfect body that was accentuated by the traditional Indian sari she was wearing.
I approached her, and we started talking. Her name was Priya, and she was a 25-year-old dancer. She had the most beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen, and her lips were full and inviting. I could feel the chemistry between us, and I knew I had to have her.
I invited her back to my hotel room, and she agreed. As soon as we were alone, we started kissing. Her lips were soft and warm, and her tongue explored my mouth with a passion that took my breath away.
I began to undress her, revealing her perfect body. Her breasts were firm and round, with dark nipples that were already hard with desire. I took one of her nipples into my mouth and sucked on it gently, causing her to moan with pleasure.
As I continued to explore her body with my hands and mouth, I could feel her getting more and more aroused. She began to touch me as well, running her hands over my chest and down my stomach.
I could feel her hand reach for my cock, and I let out a moan as she began to stroke it. She was talented with her hands, and I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge.
But I wanted more than just a hand job. I wanted to feel her tight pussy wrapped around my cock. I gently laid her down on the bed and spread her legs apart.
Her pussy was already wet with desire, and I could see her clit peeking out from under its hood. I began to lick her, starting at the bottom of her pussy and working my way up to her clit.
She tasted sweet and musky, and I could feel her getting more and more aroused with every lick. I slipped a finger inside of her, and she moaned with pleasure.
I could feel her muscles clenching around my finger, and I knew she was ready for me. I positioned myself at her entrance and slowly pushed myself inside of her.
She was tight and hot, and I could feel every inch of her pussy as I slid inside of her. I began to move in and out of her, slowly at first, and then faster and harder.
She was moaning and writhing beneath me, and I could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. I could feel myself getting close to the edge, and I knew I was about to cum.
But I wanted her to cum first. I reached down and began to rub her clit as I continued to fuck her. It didn’t take long for her to cum, and I could feel her pussy clenching around my cock as she did.
That was all it took for me to cum as well. I let out a moan as I filled her pussy with my cum. We lay there for a moment, catching our breath and basking in the afterglow of our passion.
It was a night I would never forget, and I knew I would have to see Priya again before I left India.
