In the heart of Jakarta, a bustling city filled with life and color, I found myself in a quaint little bar. The air was thick with the scent of incense and alcohol, the atmosphere pulsing with the rhythm of traditional gamelan music. My eyes scanned the room, taking in the diverse crowd, when they landed on her. She was sitting at the bar, her long, black hair cascading down her back in a thick braid. She wore a traditional Indonesian kebaya, the top half exposing her toned midriff and the lower half hugging her curves. Her dark eyes locked onto mine, a small smirk playing on her lips.
I made my way over to her, my heart pounding in my chest. I offered her a drink, and she accepted, her slender fingers brushing against mine as she took the glass. We exchanged pleasantries, our conversation flowing as easily as the alcohol. I learned that she was a dancer, her body trained in the intricate movements of traditional Indonesian dance. She offered to show me, and I eagerly agreed.
We made our way to a secluded corner of the bar, the music fading into the background as she began to move. Her body swayed and twisted, the traditional music guiding her movements. I watched in awe, my eyes never leaving her as she moved with grace and precision. I could feel the heat rising in my body, my cock growing hard in my pants as I watched her.
She must have noticed, because she smiled mischievously and moved closer to me. Her hands began to explore my body, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest and stomach. I groaned, my head falling back as she attacked my neck with kisses, her teeth nibbling gently on my earlobe. I reached for her, my hands finding her curves and pulling her closer to me.
Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our tongues dancing together as our bodies pressed against each other. I could feel her nipples hardening under her kebaya, my hands eagerly exploring her body. She moaned into my mouth as I slipped my hand under her skirt, my fingers finding her wet and ready for me.
She broke the kiss, her dark eyes filled with desire. “Take me,” she whispered, her voice husky with need. I didn’t need to be asked twice. I picked her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her to the nearest empty room.
I laid her down on the bed, my body covering hers as I continued to explore her body. She moaned and writhed beneath me, her hands tugging at my clothes as she tried to free my cock. I complied, my hard length springing free as she wrapped her hand around it. She stroked me, her hand slick with saliva as she prepared me for what was to come.
I trailed kisses down her body, my mouth finding her nipples and teasing them with my tongue. She arched her back, her fingers tangling in my hair as I continued my descent. I reached her skirt, my fingers finding the edge and tugging it down her legs. She was bare underneath, her pussy glistening with wetness.
I couldn’t resist any longer. I spread her legs, my tongue finding her clit and teasing it gently. She moaned, her hips bucking as I continued to lick and suck at her. I slipped a finger inside her, her walls clenching around me as I explored her depths. I added another finger, her moans growing louder as I stretched her open.
She was ready for me. I positioned myself at her entrance, my cock throbbing with need. I pushed inside her, her walls gripping me tightly as I filled her completely. She moaned, her fingers digging into my back as I began to move.
I thrust into her, our bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. She met me thrust for thrust, her hips meeting mine as we fucked each other. I could feel her orgasm building, her walls clenching around me as she got closer and closer.
“Don’t stop,” she moaned, her fingers digging into my back. “I’m so close.”
I didn’t plan to. I thrust harder and deeper, my balls slapping against her ass as I fucked her. She moaned louder, her orgasm crashing over her as she came. I followed quickly after, my cock throbbing as I filled her with my cum.
We lay there, our bodies slick with sweat and cum, as we caught our breath. She looked at me, a small smile playing on her lips. “That was amazing,” she whispered.
I couldn’t agree more.
