It was a humid summer night in New Delhi, and the city was alive with the sounds of horns honking and people chattering. But inside a small, dimly lit apartment, the only sounds to be heard were the soft breathing and gentle moans of two lovers.
The woman, with her long, black hair cascading down her back, lay on her stomach on the bed. She was completely nude, her smooth, caramel-colored skin glowing in the soft light. Her name was Priya, and she was a stunning Indian beauty, with curves in all the right places. She was 22 years old, and had a confident, seductive air about her.
Her lover, a tall, muscular man with a chiseled jaw and piercing blue eyes, knelt behind her on the bed. He, too, was nude, and his rock-hard cock stood at attention. His name was James, and he was a 28-year-old American who had fallen deeply in love with Priya during their time together in India.
James ran his hands over Priya’s soft, supple skin, feeling her tremble beneath his touch. He leaned down and pressed his lips to the nape of her neck, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. He kissed and nibbled his way down her back, stopping to swirl his tongue around the small of her back.
Priya arched her back, pressing her ass into James’s hips. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she longed to feel him inside her. But she wanted to savor the moment, to draw out the anticipation and make the pleasure all the more intense.
James continued his journey down Priya’s body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He reached her round, firm ass, and he couldn’t resist the temptation. He spread her cheeks apart and leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her most intimate flesh.
Priya gasped as James’s tongue made contact with her sensitive asshole. She had never experienced this particular pleasure before, but she found herself wanting more. James licked and probed at her hole, his fingers teasing her pussy as he did so.
Finally, Priya couldn’t take it any longer. She turned over, her eyes blazing with desire. “Fuck me,” she whispered, her voice husky with need.
James didn’t need to be asked twice. He positioned himself between Priya’s legs, his cock poised at the entrance to her pussy. He looked into her eyes, and they shared a moment of pure, unadulterated passion.
Then, with one swift thrust, James buried himself deep inside Priya. She cried out in pleasure, her nails digging into his back as he began to move. He pistoned his hips, driving himself deeper and deeper with each thrust.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps of pleasure mingling in the air. James reached down and wrapped his fingers around Priya’s throat, not enough to choke her, but enough to let her know who was in charge.
Priya’s eyes rolled back in her head as the pleasure became almost unbearable. She could feel herself on the brink of orgasm, and she urged James on, desperate to reach the peak.
Finally, with a loud cry, Priya came. Her pussy clenched around James’s cock, milking it for all it was worth. James followed her over the edge, his cock twitching as he filled her pussy with his hot, sticky cum.
They lay there for a long moment, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. James rolled off Priya and pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her and pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.
“I love you,” he whispered, and Priya smiled, her heart swelling with love and contentment.
“I love you, too,” she whispered back, and they drifted off to sleep in each other’s arms, their bodies spent and their hearts full.
