In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her silhouette framed by the city skyline. She was a stunning Indian beauty, with thick black hair cascading down her back and curves in all the right places. Her skin was a rich, warm brown, and she wore only a silk robe that did little to conceal her nudity beneath.
He watched her from across the room, his gaze fixed on her every move. He was a white man, with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes. He had met her at a party earlier in the evening, and had been captivated by her from the moment they were introduced.
He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving hers. She turned to face him, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. He reached out and touched her face, his thumb tracing the line of her jaw. She closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his skin against hers.
Their lips met in a soft, lingering kiss. He ran his hands through her hair, pulling her closer. She responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth. He could feel her body pressed against his, her breasts soft and full against his chest.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. He nibbled at her earlobe, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. He continued his descent, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
He reached her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking gently. She gasped, her hands reaching for his head. He switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention. She was panting now, her body trembling with desire.
He knelt before her, his hands on her hips. He looked up at her, his eyes full of desire. She nodded, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He reached up and untied her robe, letting it fall to the floor.
He leaned in, his tongue exploring her belly button. She ran her fingers through his hair, her nails scratching gently at his scalp. He continued downward, his lips and tongue finding her most sensitive spots.
He reached her pussy, his fingers parting her lips. She was wet, her juices glistening on her skin. He leaned in, his tongue finding her clit. She cried out, her body trembling with pleasure.
He licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers exploring her pussy. She was moaning now, her hips bucking against his mouth. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing.
He stood up, his cock hard and ready. She reached for it, her fingers wrapping around his shaft. She stroked him gently, her thumb brushing against the tip. He groaned, his head falling back.
She led him to the bed, pushing him down onto his back. She straddled him, her pussy hovering above his cock. She looked down at him, her eyes full of desire. He nodded, his hands reaching for her hips.
She lowered herself onto him, his cock sliding into her pussy. She gasped, her head falling back. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer. She began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm.
He reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. She moaned, her hips moving faster. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing around his cock.
He rolled over, pinning her beneath him. He began to fuck her harder, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. She cried out, her nails scratching at his back. He could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, her muscles tensing.
He reached down and touched her clit, his fingers rubbing gently. She gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tensing around his cock.
He felt her pussy clench around his cock, her muscles tensing. She cried out, her body trembling with pleasure. He continued to fuck her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. He could feel his own orgasm building, his balls tightening.
He groaned, his body tensing. He came, his cock pulsing inside her pussy. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. He collapsed on top of her, his body slick with sweat.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined. She looked up at him, her eyes full of desire. He smiled, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw. They would do this again, he knew. And again. And again.
