In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the full-length mirror, her dark hair cascading down her back in soft waves. She was completely nude, her curves on full display. Her back was a work of art – the curves of her spine, the roundness of her hips, and the fullness of her thighs were intoxicating. She was an Indian beauty, her thick form a testament to her heritage.
She heard the door creak open and turned to see him enter. He was a tall, handsome man, his eyes taking in every inch of her. He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. He reached out and gently touched her hair, letting it slip through his fingers.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.
She shivered at his touch, her breath hitching in her throat. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she knew what was to come.
He started with soft kisses, his lips brushing against hers. She opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to enter. He explored her mouth, his tongue dancing with hers. She could feel herself getting wet, her body responding to his touch.
He trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. He reached around and cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples. She gasped, her body shivering with pleasure.
He continued his descent, his lips finding her nipples. He sucked and bit gently, causing her to moan with pleasure. She could feel herself getting wetter, her body begging for more.
He moved his hand down her body, his fingers finding her wetness. He teased her, his fingers circling her clit. She moaned, her body begging for more. He slipped a finger inside her, then two. She gasped, her body tensing with pleasure.
He continued to finger her, his other hand playing with her nipples. She could feel herself getting close, her body tensing with pleasure. She moaned, her body begging for release.
He pulled his fingers out and turned her around. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He entered her, his hardness filling her. She moaned, her body tensing with pleasure.
He started to move, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. She moaned, her body tensing with pleasure. He reached down and started to play with her clit, his fingers circling it. She moaned, her body tensing with pleasure.
She could feel herself getting close, her body tensing with pleasure. She moaned, her body begging for release. He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. She moaned, her body tensing with pleasure.
She came, her body shaking with pleasure. He followed, his body tensing with release. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies connected.
He pulled out and turned her around. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with pleasure. He kissed her, his lips brushing against hers.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he whispered, his lips brushing against hers.
She nodded, her body still tingling with pleasure. He left, leaving her alone in the room. She looked at herself in the mirror, her body still tingling with pleasure. She smiled, her body still tingling with pleasure.
It was a night she would never forget.
