It was a warm summer evening, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine. Shyama, an Indian woman with long, black hair and a voluptuous figure, found herself alone in her apartment for the first time in weeks. She had been feeling increasingly suffocated by her busy schedule, and the solitude was a welcome relief.
She decided to make the most of the opportunity and ran a bath, filling it with bubbles and fragrant oils. As she sank into the warm water, she closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh of contentment. She ran her hands over her body, feeling the slickness of the water and the softness of her own skin. She let her fingers drift down to her thighs, parting them slightly as she began to touch herself.
As she grew more and more aroused, she heard a soft knock at the door. She froze, unsure of who could be there. She called out, “Who is it?”
“It’s me, Rohan,” came the reply.
Shyama’s heart skipped a beat. Rohan was her neighbor, a handsome young man with a charming smile and piercing brown eyes. They had exchanged pleasantries in the hallway before, but nothing more. She had often found herself wondering what it would be like to be with him, but she had never acted on her desires.
“What do you want?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly.
“I saw the light on and I thought I’d check to see if you were okay,” he said. “Can I come in?”
Shyama hesitated for a moment, but then she realized this was the opportunity she had been waiting for. She took a deep breath and said, “Yes, come in.”
Rohan opened the door and stepped inside, his eyes widening as he saw Shyama lying in the bathtub. She felt a rush of excitement as she saw him looking at her, and she knew that she had made the right decision.
Without a word, Rohan began to undress, shedding his clothes until he was standing there, completely naked. Shyama couldn’t help but stare at his body, admiring the firmness of his muscles and the length of his cock.
He stepped into the bath and climbed in behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close. She could feel his hardness pressing against her buttocks, and she moaned with pleasure as he began to kiss her neck.
He licked and nibbled at her earlobes, sending shivers down her spine. She reached behind her and took his cock in her hand, stroking it gently as he continued to explore her body with his lips and tongue.
Rohan’s fingers found their way to her nipples, pinching and twisting them until they were rock hard. She gasped with pleasure as he slid a finger inside her pussy, feeling her wetness and warmth.
He added a second finger, fucking her slowly as she ground her hips against his hand. She could feel herself getting close to orgasm, and she moaned louder and louder as he continued to stroke her clit.
Suddenly, she couldn’t take it anymore. She needed him inside her, filling her up and making her his own. She turned around and straddled him, lowering herself onto his cock and sighing with pleasure as she felt him enter her.
They began to move together, their bodies slick with sweat and bubbles. Rohan wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close and whispering filthy things into her ear. She moaned and cried out, her orgasm building inside her like a wave.
Finally, it crashed over her, and she screamed with pleasure as she came hard, her pussy clenching around Rohan’s cock. He groaned and thrust deeper, filling her up with his seed as she milked him for all he was worth.
They collapsed together, spent and satisfied. Shyama knew that this was the start of something special, something that would change their lives forever. And she couldn’t wait to see where it would take them.
