In the dimly lit room, a woman stood with her back facing the door. Her long, thick, black hair cascaded down her back, reaching the curve of her waist. She was completely nude, her caramel skin glowing in the faint light. Her hourglass figure was accentuated by the way she arched her back, her round ass beckoning to be touched.
Raj, a young man of 25, had never seen a woman as beautiful as her. He had always had a weakness for Indian women, with their exotic features and voluptuous bodies. And this woman, with her thick hair, full breasts, and wide hips, was the epitome of his desires.
He approached her slowly, his eyes taking in every inch of her bare skin. She didn’t turn around, but her body tensed as she felt his presence. He reached out a hand, gently caressing her shoulder. She shivered at his touch, but didn’t pull away.
Raj moved closer, wrapping his arms around her waist. He could feel her heart beating faster as he pulled her closer. He leaned down, pressing his lips to her ear.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, his breath hot against her skin.
She turned around, her dark eyes meeting his. She smiled, a slow, seductive smile that made his heart race.
“I know,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
She reached up, tangling her fingers in his hair. She pulled him closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Her tongue darted out, tracing the outline of his lips. He opened his mouth, letting her tongue explore.
She ran her hands down his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. She reached down, cupping his cock through his pants. He groaned, his hips thrusting forward.
She broke the kiss, her lips moving down to his neck. She nibbled on his earlobe, her hot breath making him dizzy. She licked and sucked on his neck, leaving a trail of wetness behind.
Raj reached down, grabbing her ass. He squeezed, pulling her closer. She moaned, grinding her hips against his. He could feel her heat, her wetness seeping through his pants.
He slipped a hand between her legs, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed circles around it, feeling it swell beneath his touch. She moaned, her head falling back.
He kissed her neck, his lips moving down to her breasts. He took a nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She cried out, her fingers digging into his shoulders.
He moved his hand down, his fingers finding her entrance. He slipped a finger inside, feeling her tighten around him. He added another finger, stretching her.
She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. He could feel her getting closer, her muscles tightening around his fingers.
He pulled his fingers out, replacing them with his cock. He thrust inside her, feeling her tighten around him. She cried out, her nails scratching his back.
He started to move, his hips thrusting in and out. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in sync. He reached down, rubbing her clit as he fucked her.
She cried out, her orgasm washing over her. He followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
“You’re mine now,” he whispered, his lips pressed against her hair.
She smiled, her eyes closed in contentment.
“Yes, I am,” she said, her voice soft and sleepy.
And with that, they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs.
