The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the city. In a small apartment on the outskirts of town, the curtains were drawn open, revealing a tantalizing sight. A woman, with thick curves and black hair, stood by the window, her silhouette framed in the moonlight.
She was an Indian babe, her skin a warm caramel in the dim light. Her long hair cascaded down her back, and she wore nothing but a thin silk robe that did little to hide her nudity. She was the epitome of desire, her body begging to be touched and worshipped.
As she stood there, she felt a presence behind her. She turned to see a man, his eyes dark with desire. He was also of Indian descent, his body lean and muscular. She knew him well, had been with him many times before. But each time was like the first, the passion and desire between them as strong as ever.
He stepped closer to her, his hands reaching out to touch her. He traced the curve of her waist, his fingers brushing against her skin. She shivered at his touch, her body responding to him instantly.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together in a sensual dance. He pulled her closer, his hands exploring her body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples, causing her to moan into his mouth.
He trailed kisses down her neck, his teeth nibbling at her earlobe. She gasped as he took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. His hands moved down her body, cupping her ass and pulling her closer to him.
She could feel his hardness pressed against her, and she ground against him, desperate for more. He growled, his hands moving to her thighs, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck.
He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. He trailed kisses down her body, his tongue tracing a path down her stomach. He knelt between her legs, his hands spreading her thighs apart.
He looked at her, his eyes dark with desire. She was beautiful, her pussy glistening with wetness. He leaned down, his tongue darting out to taste her. She cried out, her back arching off the bed.
He licked and sucked at her, his fingers moving to her clit. He rubbed her gently, causing her to moan and writhe beneath him. She was close, so close to the edge.
He stood up, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes locked on hers. She nodded, giving him permission. He thrust into her, filling her completely.
They moved together, their bodies in sync. He fucked her hard, his hips slapping against hers. She met him thrust for thrust, her nails digging into his back.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed her roughly, causing her to scream out his name. She came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock.
He followed soon after, his cock throbbing as he filled her with his seed. They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies tangled together.
He pulled out of her, his cum spilling out of her pussy. She looked up at him, her eyes soft. He smiled down at her, his thumb brushing against her cheek.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, the whispers of the night their only company. They knew they would have to face the day soon, but for now, they were content in each other’s arms.
The end.
