The summer heat was intense as I stepped out of my dorm building. My black tresses clung to my sweaty neck, and the humidity made my thin cotton kurta stick to my back. But I barely noticed the discomfort.
My mind was preoccupied with thoughts of him. Elvin. The handsome white boy with piercing blue eyes and an athletic build made my heart race.
We met in the cafeteria a week ago, bonding over a shared love for spicy curries. He complimented my dusky skin, calling it smooth caramel. I blushed, unused to such forward compliments from boys, especially white ones.
But there was something about Elvin that drew me in. He took me to his room that evening, his strong hands guiding me down the dimly lit corridor. My heart pounded as he unlocked the door, ushering me inside.
The room was neat, bed made and books stacked on shelves. He shut the door and I heard the click of the lock.
“Make yourself comfortable,” he said, voice low and husky. I perched on the edge of the bed, hands folded demurely on my lap. He grinned and moved closer, towering over me. Then his hands were on my shoulders, pushing me down onto the mattress.
Indecision warred with desire as his weight settled on top of me. But as his mouth closed over mine, any doubts melted away. He kissed me deeply, tongue delving into my mouth in an erotic dance. I moaned, wrapping my arms around his neck.
His hands roamed over my curves, cupping my breasts through my thin top. I gasped as he pinched my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core. Liquid heat pooled between my thighs.
Impatiently, he yanked at my kurta, popping the buttons one by one. The thin fabric fell away, revealing my bare breasts. He groaned and lowered his head, sucking a nipple into his hot mouth. I nearly screamed at the sensation, arching into him.
He worked his way down my body, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses. At the waistband of my salwar, he paused, looking up at me with hooded eyes. I nodded breathlessly. He peeled the garment off, along with my damp panties.
His eyes raked over my naked form, drinking me in like a man dying of thirst. I should have felt self-conscious, spread out bare before him. But I only felt sexy, womanly. A goddess worshipped by her male devotee.
He quickly shed his clothes, revealing a magnificent body that made my mouth water. Broad shoulders, defined abs, thick muscular thighs. And his cock… I’d never seen one so big before. It curved up towards his navel, thick and veiny and mouth-wateringly hard.
He noticed my stare and smirked. “Like what you see, baby?”
I could only manage a nod, too awed by the sight of him to form words. He climbed onto the bed, crawling over me with a predatory glint in his eye. He settled between my thighs. I felt the blunt head of his cock nudge my slick entrance.
Slowly, he pushed inside, stretching me around his thick girth. I gasped at the size of him, unused to such fullness. He bottomed out with a groan, his heavy balls slapping against my ass.
He began to move, withdrawing until just the tip remained before slamming back in. I cried out, back bowing at the sudden intrusion. But he didn’t let up, pounding into me with deep, powerful thrusts.
My fingers scrabbled at his back as he fucked me into the mattress, the obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room. Pressure built low in my belly, coiling tighter with each forceful plunge of his cock.
“So tight,” he grunted above me. “Fucking perfect.”
His praise only wound me higher, teetering on the edge of climax. He angled his hips, grinding against my clit with each thrust. The added stimulation catapulted me over the edge, and I shattered, coming with a wordless scream.
He didn’t stop, pistoning his hips as he chased his release. I could only lay there, limp and sated, as he used my pliant body. His cock jerked inside me before he stilled, warmth flooding my core as he emptied himself.
Boneless, I unfurled my fingers from around his shoulders as he collapsed on top of me. I could feel the steady thump of his heart gradually slowing. He lifted his head and pressed a surprisingly gentle kiss to my lips.
“Thank you,” he murmured. I huffed a laugh at that.
“For what?”
“For being so amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
I smiled, pleased by the compliment. He rolled off me and gathered me in his arms, spooning me from behind. I felt his cock, still semi-hard, nestled against my ass. A wicked idea formed in my mind.
I wiggled my hips back against him, and he groaned. “You’re insatiable, aren’t you?”
I turned in his arms, pushing him onto his back. I straddled his hips, reaching between us to guide his cock to my entrance. He hissed as I sank on him, his eyes nearly rolling back at the sensation.
I braced my hands on his chest and began to ride him, hips rolling in a sensual undulation. He gripped my waist, helping me move. His cock stretched me deliciously as I impaled myself over and over again.
Sweat slicked our skin, making our bodies glide against each other. The wet squelch of his cock plunging into my pussy filled the room, punctuated by our harsh panting. I bounced on his cock, breasts jiggling with the force of my movements.
He gripped my ass, parting the globes to expose my puckered hole. Keeping my hips still, I felt his thumb circling the tight ring of muscle. I tensed for a moment before relaxing into the touch.
He pressed inside, and I keened at the intrusion, so different from his cock. He pumped his thumb in and out as his other hand continued guiding my hips. The dual stimulation threatened to be my undoing.
“Elvin,” I gasped, fingernails digging into his chest. “I’m close.”
“Come for me,” he growled. “Come all over my cock like a good girl.”
His words sent me careening over the edge, my pussy clenching rhythmically around him. He followed a moment later, cock pulsing as he spent himself inside me.
I collapsed against his chest, both of us panting harshly. He stroked my hair, pressing soft kisses to my damp forehead. I had never felt so sated, so completely fulfilled.
At that moment, I knew this was far from the end. Elvin and I had only just begun to explore the depths of our passion. And I couldn’t wait to see where it would lead us.