In the stillness of the night, a thick, voluptuous Indian woman with raven black hair let her body melt into the steaming hot water of the tub. The bathroom was illuminated only by the flickering glow of a single candle, casting shadows that danced upon the walls. She closed her eyes and sighed, the day’s tensions slowly ebbing away.
Her name was Priya, a woman of 28 years, with a body that was the epitome of feminine curves. Her full, round hips and heavy breasts were a testament to her Indian heritage, and she wore them with pride. She had always been a woman who knew her own desires, and she was unafraid to indulge in them.
As she lay there, lost in thought, she heard the soft sound of the bathroom door opening. She opened her eyes, and saw a figure standing in the doorway, silhouetted by the dim light from the hallway. It was Ravi, her lover, a man of 30 with a body sculpted by years of hard labor. His dark eyes were fixed upon her, and she could feel the heat of his gaze upon her skin.
“You’re beautiful, Priya,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire.
She smiled, her heart quickening with anticipation. “Come join me,” she said, her voice husky with longing.
Ravi stepped into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He quickly disrobed, his movements fluid and graceful. Priya watched as he approached the tub, her eyes taking in the sight of his muscular form. He was a man who was as comfortable with his own body as she was with hers, and she loved him for it.
He stepped into the tub, the water rippling around him as he sank down onto the seat opposite her. His eyes never left hers as he reached out, his hand finding hers beneath the water. He entwined their fingers, and she could feel the heat of his touch spreading through her body.
“I’ve missed you,” he said, his voice low and intense.
“I’ve missed you too,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
They sat there in silence for a moment, their eyes locked, their hands still entwined. Then, slowly, Ravi leaned forward, closing the distance between them. His lips found hers, and she moaned softly as their tongues met in a passionate kiss.
Their hands began to wander, exploring each other’s bodies with a familiarity born of love and desire. Priya’s fingers traced the lines of Ravi’s muscles, her touch sending shivers of pleasure through his body. He, in turn, cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her hardening nipples.
Breaking their kiss, Ravi trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking at her sensitive skin. Priya tilted her head back, giving him better access, her breath coming in soft gasps. His hands continued to explore her body, his fingers finding their way to her wet, aching core.
“Oh, Ravi,” she moaned, as he began to stroke her clit, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body.
He continued to touch her, his fingers moving in slow, deliberate circles as he kissed and licked his way down her body. Priya’s hips began to move, grinding against his hand as she sought more pleasure.
Ravi’s lips found her breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipples as he continued to stroke her clit. Priya’s moans grew louder, her pleasure building with each passing moment.
“I need you inside me,” she gasped, her voice filled with need.
Ravi didn’t need any further encouragement. He moved between her legs, his cock hard and ready. He teased her entrance with the tip, drawing a soft moan from Priya. Then, with one swift movement, he entered her, filling her completely.
Priya cried out, her nails digging into Ravi’s back as he began to thrust into her. Their bodies moved in a rhythm as old as time, the sound of their lovemaking filling the bathroom.
“Harder, Ravi,” Priya moaned, her voice filled with desire.
Ravi obliged, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Priya’s moans grew louder, her pleasure building with each passing moment.
Suddenly, she cried out, her body trembling as she reached her peak. Ravi continued to thrust into her, drawing out her orgasm until she was left breathless and spent.
Then, with one final thrust, Ravi found his own release, his hot seed filling Priya’s willing body.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in time with each other. The water around them was cold, but they didn’t notice, their bodies still basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
“I love you,” Ravi whispered, his lips brushing against Priya’s ear.
“I love you too,” she replied, her fingers tracing patterns on his back.
And with that, they drifted off to sleep, their bodies still entwined, their hearts still beating as one.
