In the heart of Mumbai, in a dimly lit rooftop bar, a man named Rohan sat nursing a drink. His eyes scanned the room, taking in the diverse crowd of people. But one person in particular caught his attention. A woman, sitting alone in a corner booth, her raven black hair cascading down her back. She was nude, save for a small scrap of fabric that barely covered her thick, Indian curves. Rohan couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
He watched as she sipped her drink, her full lips wrapped around the rim of the glass. Her dark eyes scanned the room, but never seemed to land on anything for more than a moment. Rohan knew he had to have her. He gathered his courage and approached her.
“May I join you?” he asked, his voice low and smooth. The woman looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and desire.
“I was wondering when you would muster up the courage to talk to me,” she replied, a small smile playing at her lips.
Rohan took a seat across from her, his eyes never leaving her body. He couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to touch her soft, supple skin. To taste her full lips.
“I’m Rohan,” he said, extending his hand.
“I’m Sahana,” she replied, taking his hand in hers. “And I’m guessing you’re not here just for the drinks.”
Rohan’s heart raced as she spoke. He knew she was right. He wanted her. And by the look in her eyes, he could tell she wanted him too.
Sahana stood up, her body moving with a fluid grace that Rohan couldn’t take his eyes off of. She walked over to him, her hips swaying hypnotically. She straddled him, her thighs gripping his waist.
“I want you,” she whispered in his ear. “Do you want me?”
Rohan nodded, unable to speak. He could feel the heat radiating off of her body, and he couldn’t wait any longer.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Rohan’s hands roamed her body, cupping her full breasts and pinching her erect nipples.
Sahana moaned, her head falling back as Rohan’s lips moved down her neck. He kissed and nibbled her earlobes, causing her to shiver with pleasure.
Rohan’s hands continued to explore Sahana’s body, moving down to her thick thighs. He gripped them, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.
Sahana gasped as Rohan’s fingers found her wet, aching pussy. He stroked her clit, causing her to moan loudly.
“Yes, Rohan. Just like that,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Rohan continued to stroke her clit, his fingers moving faster and faster. Sahana’s moans grew louder, her body writhing with pleasure.
“I need you inside me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rohan didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock hard and ready. He thrust into her, causing them both to moan with pleasure.
Rohan set a fast pace, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. Sahana met him thrust for thrust, her body moving in time with his.
Rohan could feel himself getting close to the edge. He could tell Sahana was too. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit again.
He stroked it in time with his thrusts, causing Sahana to moan loudly.
“Yes, Rohan. I’m close. Don’t stop,” she said, her voice filled with desire.
Rohan continued to stroke her clit, his thrusts growing faster and harder. Sahana’s body tensed, her moans growing louder.
“I’m cumming,” she said, her voice filled with pleasure.
Rohan couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust into her one last time, his cock buried deep inside her. He came hard, his body shaking with pleasure.
They sat there, their bodies entwined, for what seemed like an eternity. Rohan knew he had found something special in Sahana. And he couldn’t wait to explore it further.
