Radhika, an Indian woman of 25, stood in front of the full-length mirror, admiring her curvaceous figure. Her black hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, reaching the small of her back. She ran her hands over her ample hips and thick thighs, feeling a shiver of excitement run down her spine.
She had always been a sexual being, but lately, she couldn’t get enough. She craved the feeling of a man’s hands on her body, his lips on hers, his cock deep inside her. She wanted to be desired, to be taken, to be fucked senseless.
She heard a soft knock on the door and turned to see her neighbor, Ravi, standing in the doorway. He was a tall, handsome man, with dark skin and piercing eyes. She had always found him attractive, but she had never acted on her desires. Until now.
“Radhika,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I’ve been thinking about you.”
She walked over to him, her hips swaying hypnotically. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling his face down to hers. They kissed, their lips meeting in a passionate frenzy. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her through his pants, and she moaned with desire.
He pushed her back onto the bed, his hands roaming over her body. He kissed her neck, her earlobes, her nipples. She arched her back, offering herself to him. He took her nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She moaned, her hands clutching at his shoulders.
He moved down her body, kissing and licking her stomach, her hips, her thighs. He spread her legs wide, exposing her wet pussy to him. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire.
“Please,” she begged, her voice hoarse with need. “Fuck me.”
He didn’t need any more encouragement. He buried his face in her pussy, his tongue licking and probing her folds. She moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth. He slipped a finger inside her, then two, fucking her with his hand as he licked her clit.
She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her moans getting louder and louder. She grabbed his head, pulling him deeper into her pussy.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, her orgasm shuddering through her body.
He didn’t give her a chance to recover. He climbed up her body, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, and she nodded, giving him permission to enter her.
He thrust into her, hard and deep. She gasped, her nails digging into his back. He started to move, fucking her with long, deep strokes. She wrapped her legs around him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
Their bodies slapped together, the sound of their lovemaking filling the room. She could feel another orgasm building inside her, and she urged him on.
“Harder, fuck me harder,” she cried out.
He increased his pace, fucking her with wild abandon. She could feel herself on the edge, ready to explode.
“I’m cumming,” she screamed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave.
He groaned, his cock swelling inside her. She could feel him pulsing, his hot cum filling her.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. She looked into his eyes, and he smiled at her.
“I’ve wanted you for so long,” he whispered.
“I know,” she said, her hand reaching down to stroke his softening cock. “And I’ve wanted you.”
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. The night was still young, and they had so much more to explore. But for now, they were content to bask in the afterglow of their passion.
