In the heart of New Delhi, a woman with thick black hair and caramel skin lay on her bed, her body nude and glistening in the moonlight that streamed through her window. She was a woman of beauty and mystery, with a back view that could make any man’s heart race. She was an Indian babe, a woman who knew what she wanted and how to get it.
She heard a soft knock on her door and her heart skipped a beat. She had been expecting him, but the anticipation was still thrilling. She rose from her bed, her body moving with grace and elegance, and walked over to the door. She opened it to reveal a man, his eyes dark and full of desire.
He stepped inside, closing the door behind him, and pulled her into his arms. His lips found hers, and they kissed with a passion that took her breath away. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her soft curves and making her heart race.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She moaned as his teeth nibbled on her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine. His hands continued to explore her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.
She gasped as his mouth found her nipple, his tongue swirling around the hard peak. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as he continued to lavish attention on her breasts.
He moved lower, his lips trailing down her stomach, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake. She moaned as his tongue dipped into her navel, before continuing down to her most intimate of places.
She gasped as his tongue found her clit, swirling around the sensitive bundle of nerves. She writhed beneath him, her hands gripping the sheets as he continued to pleasure her.
He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness coat his finger. She moaned as he added a second finger, stretching her and preparing her for what was to come.
He rose above her, his cock hard and ready. She looked up at him, her eyes full of desire, as he positioned himself at her entrance. He thrust inside her, filling her completely.
They moved together, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time itself. He thrust deeper and harder, each stroke sending her closer to the edge. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as she urged him on.
He felt her walls clench around him, signaling her release. He thrust deeper, chasing his own release. They moved together, their bodies entwined as they reached the pinnacle of pleasure.
He collapsed beside her, his body spent and satisfied. She lay beside him, her body glowing with the aftermath of their lovemaking. They lay there, their bodies entwined, as they whispered sweet nothings into each other’s ears.
The night was still young, and they had all the time in the world to explore each other’s bodies and to find new ways to pleasure each other. They knew that this was just the beginning of a long and passionate night.
