In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair as thick as a horse’s tail stood facing away from the man who had just entered. She was completely nude, her caramel skin glowing in the soft light. Her back was towards him, and he could see the curves of her hips and the roundness of her ass. Her long hair cascaded down her back, almost reaching her waist. She was the most beautiful Indian woman he had ever seen.
He approached her slowly, taking in every inch of her body. He reached out and gently touched her shoulder, and she turned to face him. Her eyes were dark and mysterious, and her full lips curled into a seductive smile. She was a goddess, and he was her willing servant.
They began to kiss, their lips meeting in a passionate dance. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths, and he could taste the sweetness of her lips. He ran his hands over her body, feeling the softness of her skin and the firmness of her breasts. She moaned softly as he touched her, and he knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
He moved his hands down to her ass, grabbing it firmly and pulling her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and deepened their kiss. He could feel her nipples hardening against his chest, and he knew she was ready for more.
He broke their kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking her earlobes. She shivered with pleasure as he did this, and he could feel her getting wetter. He moved his hands down to her pussy, feeling the warmth and wetness of her desire. She moaned louder as he touched her, and he knew she was ready for him.
He knelt down in front of her and spread her legs apart. He leaned in and started to lick her pussy, tasting her sweetness and making her moan even louder. He inserted a finger inside her, feeling her tightness and making her gasp with pleasure. He added another finger, stretching her and making her wetter. She was ready for him now.
He stood up and turned her around, bending her over the bed. He entered her from behind, feeling her tightness and her warmth. She moaned loudly as he did this, and he knew she was in heaven. He started to thrust deeper and harder, making her moan even louder. She was his, and he was hers.
They changed positions, with her on top of him, riding him. She moved her hips in circles, grinding against him and making him moan with pleasure. He could feel himself getting closer to climax, and he knew she was too. She leaned down and whispered in his ear, “Cum for me, baby.” And he did.
They lay there, spent and satisfied. She turned to face him, her eyes shining with pleasure. “That was amazing,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes, it was,” he replied, pulling her close to him.
They fell asleep in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined and their hearts beating as one. They were two souls, connected by their love and their desire for each other. And they knew they would never let go.
