Whispers in the Night

In the heart of Mumbai, a city that never sleeps, a thick, Indian beauty with raven-black hair found herself awake in the dead of night. Her name was Priya, a 25-year-old software engineer with a body that could make any man’s heart race. Her toned back, adorned with the allure of her nudity, faced the open window, inviting the cool night breeze to dance upon her sensitive skin.

Her current lover, a charming 30-year-old businessman named Ravi, had a body sculpted by the gods themselves. Their intense physical connection had begun only months ago, but their desire for each other only seemed to grow stronger with each passing day. He approached Priya silently, admiring her form from behind. She felt his presence and a small smile played upon her lips as she anticipated his touch.

Ravi’s hands traced a path from Priya’s shoulders, down her arms, and stopping at her slender waist. He leaned in, his lips finding the curve of her neck, placing delicate kisses as he inhaled her intoxicating scent. His fingers danced along her sides, eliciting a soft sigh from her parted lips.

“Ravi…” Priya whispered, her voice husky with desire. She turned to face him, her dark eyes locked onto his. Their lips met in a passionate, deep kiss, their tongues entwining as they tasted one another. His hands explored her body, caressing her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard peaks.

Breaking their kiss, Ravi trailed his lips down Priya’s body, stopping at her erect nipples to lavish them with attention. His fingers continued their journey, finding her slick folds. He circled her clit, causing her to moan and arch her back. Her breathing hitched as he slid a finger inside her, then two, preparing her for his cock.

Withdrawing his fingers, Ravi positioned himself behind Priya, his cock poised at her entrance. He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight warmth enveloping him. She gasped as he filled her, her hands reaching back to grip his thighs.

Ravi began to thrust, finding a rhythm that made them both moan with pleasure. He reached around, finding her clit, and began to circle it with his fingers. The dual sensations of his cock inside her and his fingers on her clit brought Priya to the brink of orgasm quickly.

“Oh, Ravi… yes, just like that!” she cried out, her voice mingling with the sounds of their lovemaking.

Ravi continued his assault on her senses, driving deeper and harder into her. Priya’s orgasm washed over her, her pussy clenching around his cock as she moaned his name. He couldn’t hold back any longer, his own release following close behind hers.

As they caught their breath, Ravi wrapped his arms around Priya, holding her close. Their hearts raced in unison, a testament to their passionate connection. Their night was far from over, but for now, they reveled in the afterglow of their love.

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