Sex with a cute girl he met at a bar

 

In the dark, Akash, a 28-year-old Indian man with dark hair and a strong build, was drinking his whiskey in a dimly lit bar, the sound of the ice in his glass echoing in the rhythm of his thoughts. He was new to the city, had just arrived at work, and loneliness was starting to creep up on him. That's when he saw her – Riya, a 25-year-old woman with long, wavy black hair, captivating dark eyes, and a curvy and playful body. She was laughing with her friends, her voice a sweet echo in the noise of the bar.

“One more round, girls?” Akash offered, extending his hand to the bartender.

Riya turned to him, her eyes meeting his and smiling. “Thank you,” she said, her voice smooth as velvet.

As the night wore on, they found themselves in a quiet corner of the bar, their bodies close, their voices low. When Akash reached out for a drink, Riya’s hand brushed his thumb and she didn’t flinch. Instead, she covered his hand with hers, her thumb tracing circles on his skin.

“You’re new here, right?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Just got out for work,” Akash replied, his eyes never leaving her hand. “And you? Born and raised?”

Riya smiled, her hand sliding to his arm, her fingers gripping the muscles under his shirt. “Something like that.”

The air between them was electric, the tension palpable. Akash leaned in, his lips brushing against Riya’s ear. “I have a confession to make,” he whispered.

Riya’s breath caught, her body pressed close to his. “What is that?”

“I can’t stop thinking about how you’d taste it,” Akash murmured, his hand sliding to her waist, his fingers touching her skin.

Rhea’s eyes darkened, her lips parted slightly. “And what if I told you I was thinking the same thing?”

Rhea’s hand moved to Rhea’s thigh, his fingers pressing against her leg, his touch light but insistent. Rhea’s breath hitched again, her eyes closing as she leaned into his touch.

“Let’s get out of here,” Akash whispered, his hand moving up, his fingers brushing the edge of her skirt.

Rhea nodded, her eyes meeting his, her lips curling into a wry smile. “Lead the way.”

Back at Rhea’s apartment, they wasted no time. Akash's hands were in Riya's hair, his mouth on hers, their tongues dancing in a hungry kiss. Riya's hands were on Akash's chest, her nails digging into Akash's skin as she pulled him closer.

"You taste better than I ever imagined," Akash murmured against her lips, his hands moving to her waist, lifting her up so she could wrap her legs around him.

Riya let out a soft moan, her hands moving to Akash's hair, her fingers entwining in his black cups. "I want you," she whispered, her lips brushing against his. "I want you inside me."

Akash moaned, his hips pressing against her, his cock hard and ready. "Not yet," he whispered, his mouth moving to her neck, his teeth biting into her skin. "I want to taste you first."

He carried her into the bedroom, laid her down on the bed. Riya knelt between his legs, her eyes darkening with desire. Akash's hands moved to her thighs, his fingers searching the smooth skin and then to her panties, his fingers entangling the fabric and pulling it off.

Riya's breath caught as Akash's head sank between her legs, his tongue licking her circles, her clit. She made a soft sound, her hips moving slightly, her hands fisting the sheets.

"You feel so good," Akash murmured, his tongue circling her clit, his fingers tearing at her clit, one finger sliding inside her.

Riya's breath came after a while, her body tensing as Akash's finger moved in and out of her, his tongue thumping against her clit. "Oh my God," she cried, her head thumping from side to side. "Don't stop."

Akash didn't. He continued to fuck her with his fingers, his tongue licking and sucking her clit until she moaned, her body shaking with her orgasm.

As Riya came down from her height, Akash lifted her body, his cock pressing against her entrance. He looked into her eyes as he pushed inside her, her walls hard and wet.

“Fuck,” he moaned, his hips moving slowly at first, then faster, harder. “You feel so good.”Riya wrapped her legs around him, her hands on his ass, pulling him deeper into her. “Harder,” she cried, her nails digging into his skin. “Fuck me harder.”

Akash nodded, his hips moving faster, his cock thrusting into her. Riya’s moans filled the room, her body pressing against his, their bodies dripping with sweat.

“I’m close,” Akash murmured, his body tensing.

“Yes,” Riya moaned. “Like a waist inside me. I want to feel your cum.”

Akash moaned, his body shaking as he came, his cock throbbing inside her. Riya’s body tensed again, her own orgasm tearing through her, her body shaking intensely.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies entwined, their breaths ragged. Akash pulled out of her, his cock still hard, his body still wanting more.

“Again,” he whispered, his mouth captured by her hungry kiss.

Rhea smiled against his lips, her body already against his, already more ready.

The night wasn’t over yet.

As the first light of dawn crept through the curtains, Akash and Rhea were still entangled in each other’s bodies, their bodies satisfied but their desire for each other not yet quenched. Akash looked at Rhea, her hair disheveled, her body glistening with sweat, her eyes heavy with sleep but still sparkling with desire.

“We should probably get some sleep,” he whispered, his hand tracing the patterns on her arm.

Rhea smiled, her eyes fluttering. “Just a little longer,” she whispered.

But as the sun rose, Akash knew they couldn't stay in bed all day. Reluctantly, he pulled away from Riya, his body already missing her.

"I should take you home," he said, his voice husky with sleep and desire.

Riya opened her eyes, a faint smile on her lips. "Okay," she whispered, her body already moving towards him, her arms wrapped around his.

They dressed quickly, their bodies still aching for each other, their minds already planning their next encounter. Akash led Riya to her place, his hand on her thigh, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. As he approached her building, he looked at her, his heart pounding in his chest. “Can I see you again?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Rhea smiled, her hand moving over his face, her thumb touching his lips. “Only if you promise to do everything you did last night,” she whispered.

Akash smiled, his hand sliding to her waist, his fingers touching her skin. “Deal,” he whispered, his lips capturing hers in a soft, gentle kiss.

As Rhea walked away, Akash watched her go, his body already aching for her, his mind already planning their next encounter. He knew this was just the beginning, their night of passion the beginning of something even more intense, more amazing.