The Temptation of the Exotic Indian Beauty

In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and caramel skin stood facing away from the man who sat on the edge of the bed. She was completely nude, her curvaceous figure on full display. Her thick thighs and round hips were a sight to behold, and her black hair cascaded down her back in soft waves.

The man, unable to resist the temptation of the exotic Indian beauty before him, reached out and placed his hand on her hip. She startled at his touch, but did not pull away. He began to gently caress her skin, his fingers tracing a path up her side and across her smooth back.

She let out a soft sigh as he pulled her closer, his other hand finding her opposite hip. He leaned in, his lips pressing against the crook of her neck. She tilted her head to the side, giving him better access, as he planted soft kisses along her shoulder.

His hands began to wander, one finding its way to her ample breast, the other to her wet and ready center. She moaned as he began to knead her flesh, his fingers pinching and pulling at her hardened nipples. His other hand was busy between her legs, his fingers circling her clit and dipping into her wetness.

She reached behind her, her hand finding his throbbing cock. She stroked him, her fingers wrapped around his girth. He groaned, his hips bucking into her touch.

He spun her around, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as he walked her backwards towards the bed. He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck and to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She arched her back, her fingers finding their way into his hair.

He continued his descent, his lips and tongue leaving a wet trail along her stomach and to her hips. He knelt before her, his face level with her wet and aching pussy. He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers as he leaned in and licked her from bottom to top.

She gasped, her hips bucking forward as he began to lap at her wetness. He sucked on her clit, his fingers finding their way inside of her. She moaned, her fingers tightening in his hair as he fucked her with his fingers and sucked on her clit.

She was close, her moans growing louder as he quickened his pace. He could feel her muscles tightening around his fingers, her breathing becoming labored. And then she came, her body shuddering as she cried out in pleasure.

He stood, his cock hard and ready. She looked up at him, her eyes heavy with desire. He climbed onto the bed, pulling her with him. She straddled him, her wet pussy hovering above his cock. She looked down at him, her eyes filled with lust as she slowly lowered herself onto him.

He groaned as she took him in, her muscles tightening around him. She began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow and steady rhythm. He reached up, his hands finding her breasts as she fucked him.

He rolled her onto her back, his cock still buried deep inside of her. He began to thrust, his hips meeting hers in a fevered pace. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he fucked her.

He could feel himself getting close, his balls tightening as he neared his release. She looked up at him, her eyes pleading as she begged him to cum inside of her. He groaned, his hips stuttering as he filled her with his seed.

They lay there, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude and satisfaction. He smiled, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face.

They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they drifted off to sleep. The end.

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