In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation. Shanti, an Indian beauty with raven black hair and an hourglass figure, stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring her reflection. She was completely nude, her thick hair cascading down her back in soft waves. She turned to the side, running her hands down her curves, feeling the warmth radiating from her body.
Shanti had always been a seductress, using her beauty and charm to get what she wanted. She had set her sights on her neighbor, a handsome young man named Ravi. She had been watching him from afar, admiring his chiseled features and muscular physique. She knew he wanted her, but she also knew that she needed to play the game, to make him beg for it.
Ravi had come over to her apartment, under the pretense of borrowing some sugar. Shanti knew what he really wanted, and she was ready to give it to him. She led him to the bedroom, her hips swaying seductively as she walked. She turned to face him, her dark eyes smoldering with desire.
They stood there for a moment, staring at each other, the tension between them palpable. Shanti took a step closer to Ravi, closing the distance between them. She reached up, running her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. They kissed, their lips meeting in a passionate embrace.
Ravi’s hands roamed over Shanti’s body, caressing her curves, feeling the heat emanating from her skin. She moaned softly as his fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them gently. He lowered his head, taking one of her hard nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on it.
Shanti arched her back, pressing her body against Ravi’s. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh, and she knew it was time. She pushed him back onto the bed, climbing on top of him. She ground her hips against his, feeling him throb with desire.
Ravi reached down, grabbing Shanti’s hips, guiding her up and down on his cock. She moaned, throwing her head back, her long hair cascading down her back. He reached up, wrapping her hair around his hand, pulling her head back. He kissed her neck, sucking and biting on it gently.
Shanti reached down, grabbing Ravi’s cock, guiding it inside her. She gasped as he filled her, her muscles clenching around him. She began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. He groaned, his hands tightening on her hips.
Ravi’s fingers found Shanti’s clit, rubbing it in slow circles. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. She leaned back, resting her weight on her hands, giving Ravi a full view of her body. He groaned, his eyes taking in her curves, her hard nipples, and her wet pussy.
Shanti could feel herself getting close, her muscles clenching around Ravi’s cock. She rode him harder, her hips moving faster. He groaned, his fingers digging into her hips. She threw her head back, her long hair brushing against her back.
“Yes, yes,” she moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. “Fuck me harder, Ravi.”
Ravi complied, his hips thrusting up to meet hers. She moaned, her body shaking as she came, her muscles clenching around his cock. He groaned, his own release following closely behind.
Shanti collapsed on top of Ravi, her body spent. They lay there for a moment, panting and sweating, their bodies intertwined. Shanti smiled, running her fingers through Ravi’s hair.
“I knew you wanted me,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Ravi grinned, his arms wrapped around Shanti’s body.
“I did,” he admitted. “I do.”
They lay there for a while longer, enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking. Shanti knew that this was just the beginning, that there would be many more nights like this. And she couldn’t wait.
