In the lobby of a glittering hotel in Pune, where the dim lighting and the scent of roses had made the atmosphere sensual, I, Arjun, engaged in a hot and erotic night with a stranger, Anjali, which became the sexiest memory of my life. Anjali, aged around 30, had a fire in her slim figure and seductive eyes that could melt anyone’s heart. Her breasts were visible through her tight dress, and the sensual curve of her waist made my cock uneasy. I, a 28-year-old software engineer, had stayed at the hotel that night for a business meeting, but the thought of Anjali’s vagina changed my night. That evening, I was sitting in the hotel bar having coffee, when Anjali came there. She looked so hot in her black saree that my eyes could not take my eyes off her. She smiled softly at me, and sat down near my table. “Are you alone here?” She asked in a sexy voice. I smiled, “Yes, but the beauty of your breasts and vagina makes my cock not want to be alone anymore.” She laughed and said, “Then soothe my vagina with your cock tonight.”
We went to my hotel room, where the dim light of candles, rose petals, and a sensual song made the atmosphere sexy. Anjali took off her saree, and her naked body began to glow in the candlelight. Her breasts were round and nipples were erect, and her vagina was glistening with a light moisture. I took off my shirt and pants, and my cock became fully erect. “Anjali, your vagina is hungry for my cock,” I said in a sensual voice. She said, “Arjun, your cock is the king of my vagina.”
Anjali lay down on the bed, and I leaned over her. I started kissing her breasts, my tongue started roaming around her nipples. Anjali's moans echoed in the room, "Arjun, your kisses are setting my breasts on fire." My hand went to her vagina, and my fingers started touching the delicate petals of her vagina. Her body trembled, "Arjun, your fingers are driving my vagina crazy."
I brought my cock close to her vagina and slowly inserted it. Her vagina was so tight that my cock was filling it completely. Anjali's moans intensified, "Arjun, your cock is tearing my vagina apart." I slowly started having sex, her breasts moving rhythmically with each thrust. I sucked her nipples, and pressed my hands on her breasts. "Anjali, your vagina is holding my cock tightly," I hissed.
We took the cowgirl position. Anjali climbed on top of me, and her pussy swallowed my cock whole. Her breasts were bouncing, and I held her waist and helped her fuck harder. “Arjun, your cock is taking my pussy to heaven,” she cried. I squeezed her breasts and said, “Anjali, your pussy is making my cock drunk.”
Anjali took the doggy style position. She sat on her knees on the bed, her breasts hanging, and her pussy was ready for my cock. I inserted my cock into her pussy from behind and started fucking her hard. Her breasts were shaking with each thrust, and her moans echoed in the room. “Arjun, fuck my pussy harder,” she cried.
We took the 69 position. I started to move my tongue around Anjali's vagina, and she took my cock in her mouth and started sucking it. The sound of our kissing and sucking created a sensual atmosphere in the room. “Arjun, your tongue is intoxicating my vagina,” she hissed. I said, “And your mouth is taking my cock to heaven, Anjali.”We took the reverse cowgirl position. Anjali's pussy started bouncing rhythmically on my cock, and her breasts were moving. I slapped her back lightly and pressed her breasts. “Anjali, your pussy is tearing my cock,” I cried. She hissed, “And your cock is making my pussy drunk.”
We took the missionary position. Anjali raised her legs, and I inserted my cock into her pussy. Her breasts were hitting my chest with each thrust. “Arjun, your cock is filling my pussy completely,” she cried. I sucked her nipples and continued to fuck her hard.
We took the doggy style position again. I fucked Anjali's pussy intensely, and our arousal reached its peak. The sound of her moans and my thrusts was creating a sensual storm. “Arjun, tear my vagina apart,” she cried. I grabbed her waist and continued to fuck her vigorously.
The night deepened, and we were wrapped in each other’s arms. Anjali’s breasts were pressed against my chest, and her vagina was trembling with the excitement of my cock. I kissed her forehead and said, “Anjali, you are the queen of my cock.” She smiled and said, “And your cock is the king of my vagina, Arjun.”
The next morning, we glanced at each other at the hotel breakfast table and smiled. Anjali sent me a message: “Arjun, the fire of my vagina, the king of the hotel night, will you fuck me again?” I replied with a smile, and our love began to shine in the memory of that night in the hotel. Our erotic story that began that night has now become the hottest, sexiest, and most erotic memory of my life.
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