In the heart of Mumbai, a city that never sleeps, lived a woman named Priya. She was an Indian beauty, blessed with thick, black hair that fell in waves down her back. Her curves were voluptuous, and she carried herself with a grace and confidence that turned heads.
One evening, as the moon cast a soft glow over the city, Priya found herself alone in her apartment, the sounds of the city below her a distant hum. She slipped out of her clothes, standing naked in front of the mirror. Her dark eyes sparkled with mischief as she ran her hands over her body, feeling the softness of her skin, the firmness of her breasts, and the fullness of her hips.
She turned to face the window, the cool glass sending shivers down her spine as she pressed her naked body against it. The city was alive below her, but up here, she was alone, free to indulge in her desires.
Her fingers trailed down her body, slipping between her legs to find the wetness that had already begun to gather there. She closed her eyes, imagining the touch of a lover, the way his hands would explore her body, the way his lips would taste her skin.
She was so lost in her fantasy that she didn’t hear the soft knock at her door. It wasn’t until she heard her name, whispered softy, that she opened her eyes.
There, standing in the doorway, was a man. He was tall, with dark hair and eyes that seemed to see right through her. He was dressed in a suit, his tie loose around his neck, as if he’d just come from a night out.
Priya’s heart skipped a beat as she took him in. She knew him, but not well. He was a friend of a friend, someone she’d met at a party a few weeks ago. They’d exchanged numbers, but she hadn’t expected him to show up here, tonight.
He took a step towards her, his eyes never leaving hers. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Priya felt a shiver run down her spine as he closed the distance between them. His hands were on her, his lips pressed against hers in a kiss that was both soft and urgent.
Their bodies melded together, Priya’s nakedness against his clothed form. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, slipping between her legs to find the wetness that had only grown since she’d started touching herself.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nipping at her earlobe. “I want you,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
Priya’s response was a soft moan, her body arching towards him. She wanted him too, more than she’d wanted anything in a long time.
He picked her up, his hands under her ass, and carried her to the bed. He laid her down, his body covering hers as he kissed her again. His hands were everywhere, his touch setting her skin on fire.
Priya’s hands were busy too, her fingers working at the buttons of his shirt, her nails raking over his chest as she exposed his skin. She wanted to feel him, all of him, against her.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her body, his hands pushing her legs apart. His tongue found her, hot and wet, against her. Priya’s back arched off the bed as he licked and sucked at her, her hands fisting in the sheets as she moaned his name.
He didn’t stop, his tongue exploring every inch of her, until she was panting his name, her body trembling with the need for release.
And then he was inside her, his cock filling her, stretching her. He moved slowly at first, his hips rolling against hers as he filled her completely.
Priya’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, harder. She wanted more, needed more.
He gave it to her, his pace quickening, his body slamming against hers. The sound of their bodies coming together filled the room, mingling with Priya’s moans and gasps.
And then she was there, teetering on the edge of release, her body trembling with the need for it. And then he was there with her, his body tensing, his cock twitching inside her as he came.
They lay there, tangled together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.
The city was still alive below them, but up here, in this moment, they were the only two people in the world.
And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, Priya knew that this was a moment she would never forget.
