In the heart of New Delhi, a woman named Priya lived alone in a small apartment. She was a stunning Indian woman with long, thick black hair that cascaded down her back. One fateful night, she decided to indulge in some self-care and slipped into a warm bath, surrounded by flickering candles.
As she stepped out of the tub, she let the towel drop to the floor and admired her reflection in the mirror. Her curves were intoxicating, and she felt a warmth building between her legs. She walked over to her bed and lay down, her mind filled with thoughts of pleasure.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Priya, startled, quickly grabbed a robe and answered it. On the other side stood Raj, a tall and handsome man from her building. He was holding a bottle of wine and a shy smile.
“I saw the candles and thought you might like some company,” he said, his voice low and inviting.
Priya hesitated for a moment, but the desire in her eyes won out. She took the wine and led him inside, closing the door behind them.
They sat on the couch, the tension between them palpable. Raj poured them each a glass of wine, and they sipped in silence. Finally, Priya set her glass down and leaned in, pressing her lips to Raj’s.
He responded eagerly, his hands finding their way to her curves. She moaned softly as he kissed her neck, his tongue tracing a path down to her collarbone.
Without a word, they stood up and made their way to the bedroom. Priya slipped off her robe, exposing her naked body to Raj. He took a step back, his eyes wide with desire.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip.
Priya smiled, pulling him closer. They tumbled onto the bed, their bodies entwined. Raj’s hands explored every inch of her, from her full breasts to her round hips. Priya moaned with pleasure, her body responding to his touch.
Raj’s lips found her nipples, sucking and nibbling gently. Priya arched her back, her breath coming in short gasps. She reached down, her fingers finding Raj’s hard cock through his pants.
He groaned, his hips thrusting forward. Priya undid his pants, freeing his cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking slowly.
Raj’s fingers found her pussy, wet and ready. He stroked her clit gently, making her moan with pleasure. Priya spread her legs wider, inviting him in.
Raj slipped a finger inside her, then two. Priya’s moans grew louder as he fingered her, preparing her for his cock.
Finally, he couldn’t wait any longer. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with desire. Priya looked up at him, her eyes filled with lust.
“Fuck me,” she whispered.
Raj thrust forward, burying his cock deep inside her. Priya cried out, her back arching off the bed. Raj began to thrust, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through Priya’s body.
They moved together, their bodies in sync. Priya’s moans grew louder as Raj’s thrusts grew harder. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.
Raj’s fingers found her clit again, rubbing gently. Priya’s orgasm built quickly, her body shaking with pleasure.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out, her pussy clenching around Raj’s cock.
Raj groaned, his cock throbbing as he filled her with his cum. They lay there, panting and spent.
“That was amazing,” Raj whispered, his lips finding Priya’s again.
Priya smiled, her fingers tracing the curve of his jaw. “Yes, it was.”
They lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the night stretching out before them. And as they drifted off to sleep, they knew that this was just the beginning of a long and pleasurable journey.
