Radhika, an Indian woman of 25 years old, stood before the full-length mirror in her bedroom. She was nude, her thick curves and dark skin on display. Radhika had long, black hair that fell in waves down her back. She was an Indian babe, proud of her heritage and her body.
She ran her hands over her curves, her fingers tracing the soft skin of her stomach and the firmness of her breasts. Radhika had always been confident in her sexuality, but lately, she had been feeling a restlessness, a desire for something more.
She turned to the side, admiring the curve of her hips and the roundness of her ass. Radhika had always been thick, and she loved every inch of her body. She turned back to the mirror, meeting her own gaze. She wanted to be desired, to be wanted.
Radhika’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her phone buzzing. She picked it up, her heart racing when she saw it was a message from Ravi, a man she had been flirting with online for the past week.
“I can’t stop thinking about you,” the message read. “I want to see you, to touch you.”
Radhika felt a shiver run down her spine. She had been thinking the same thing. She replied, “Come over.”
Ravi arrived at Radhika’s apartment twenty minutes later. He was a handsome man, with dark skin and piercing eyes. Radhika felt a flutter in her chest when she saw him.
They didn’t waste any time. Ravi pulled Radhika close, his hands on her waist. They kissed, their tongues dancing together. Radhika moaned, feeling a heat build between her legs.
Ravi’s hands moved up, cupping her breasts. He pinched her nipples, and Radhika gasped into his mouth. She reached down, running her hand over the bulge in his pants.
Ravi broke the kiss, his breath hot on Radhika’s neck. He trailed kisses down her neck, his hands never stopping their exploration of her body. Radhika arched her back, pressing her breasts into his hands.
Ravi’s hands moved down, over her hips and ass. He squeezed, and Radhika moaned. She could feel how wet she was, how ready she was for him.
Ravi dropped to his knees, his hands on Radhika’s thighs. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. Radhika nodded, her heart racing.
Ravi pulled Radhika’s hips closer, his mouth on her pussy. He licked and sucked, his tongue exploring every inch of her. Radhika moaned, her hands on Ravi’s head.
Ravi stood up, his cock out. Radhika gasped when she saw it. It was big, and she felt a shiver of anticipation run down her spine.
Ravi guided his cock to Radhika’s pussy, slowly pushing inside. Radhika moaned, feeling him fill her up. Ravi started to move, slowly at first, then faster.
Radhika wrapped her legs around Ravi’s waist, meeting him thrust for thrust. She moaned, her nails digging into Ravi’s back.
Ravi reached down, his fingers finding Radhika’s clit. He rubbed, and Radhika felt herself getting close. She moaned louder, her pussy clenching around Ravi’s cock.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Radhika moaned, her orgasm washing over her. Ravi followed, his cock twitching inside of her.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Radhika smiled, feeling satisfied and content.
“I’ll see you soon,” Ravi said, getting dressed.
Radhika nodded, already looking forward to their next encounter. She watched as Ravi left, a sense of anticipation building in her chest. She couldn’t wait to see him again.
