It was a warm summer night in the bustling city of Mumbai. The streets were alive with the sounds of horns honking and people chattering. But inside a small, modest apartment, the world outside seemed to fade away.
Savita, a stunning Indian woman with thick, black hair and curves in all the right places, was getting ready for bed. She slipped off her saree, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of vibrant colors. She stood there for a moment, naked and unashamed, admiring her reflection in the full-length mirror. Her dark skin glowed in the soft light of the room, and her full breasts and hips were impossible to ignore.
She turned to look over her shoulder, catching a glimpse of her round, firm ass. She ran a hand over it, feeling the heat radiating off her skin. She couldn’t help but think about how much she loved the feeling of a man’s hands on her body, exploring every inch of her.
She climbed into bed, her mind wandering to thoughts of her lover, Ravi. He was a tall, handsome man with piercing brown eyes and a body built for sin. She had met him at a local market, and they had been inseparable ever since.
She closed her eyes, imagining Ravi’s lips on hers, his hands roaming over her body. She let out a soft moan as she felt herself getting wet, her pussy throbbing with desire.
Just as she was about to slip into a deep sleep, she heard a soft knock at the door. She sat up, her heart racing as she wrapped a sheet around her body. She tiptoed to the door, peering through the peephole.
It was Ravi.
She opened the door, and he pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh.
He picked her up, carrying her to the bed. He laid her down, his eyes taking in every inch of her naked body. He started at her lips, kissing her deeply and passionately. His hands moved down to her breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples with his fingers.
She moaned, her hips bucking as he continued to touch her. He made his way down her body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He reached her pussy, and she spread her legs wide, inviting him in.
He licked and sucked at her clit, and she cried out, her fingers tangled in his hair as she pushed him deeper. He slid a finger inside her, and she moaned, her hips moving in time with his fingers.
He added a second finger, and she gasped, her back arching off the bed. He continued to fuck her with his fingers, his tongue still working her clit. She could feel herself getting close, her pussy clenching around his fingers.
Just as she was about to come, he pulled away, his lips glistening with her juices. He climbed up her body, his cock pressing against her entrance.
“Please, Ravi,” she begged, her hips moving in circles as she tried to get him inside her.
He entered her slowly, inch by inch, and she moaned as she felt him fill her up. He started to move, his hips thrusting in time with hers. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit again. He rubbed it in time with his thrusts, and she cried out, her pussy clenching around him as she came.
He continued to thrust, his own orgasm building. She could feel him getting closer, his thrusts becoming erratic.
“Come for me, Ravi,” she whispered, her fingers digging into his back.
He did, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined.
“I love you,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear.
“I love you too,” she whispered back, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his back.
They fell asleep, their bodies still tangled together, lost in their own little world.
