It was a humid summer night in the bustling city of Mumbai. The streets were alive with the sounds of honking cars and chattering pedestrians, but inside the dimly lit apartment, all was still. Radhika, a stunning Indian woman with long, black hair and a voluptuous figure, was getting ready for bed. She slipped out of her sari, letting it pool at her feet, and slid on a silky nightgown that accentuated her curves.
Just as she was about to climb into bed, she heard a soft knock at the door. She wrapped a robe around herself and opened it to find her neighbor, Aamir, standing on the other side. He was a tall, muscular man with piercing brown eyes and a disarming smile.
“I’m sorry to bother you so late, Radhika,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “But I couldn’t sleep. I saw your light on and I thought maybe we could talk for a bit.”
Radhika hesitated, but something about Aamir’s earnest expression made her feel at ease. She stepped aside and let him in.
They settled on the couch, talking about everything and nothing. Radhika found herself drawn to Aamir’s charisma and easygoing nature. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt so comfortable around a man.
As the hours ticked by, Radhika’s robe slipped open, revealing her bare shoulder. Aamir couldn’t help but notice the way her skin glowed in the soft light of the room. He reached out and gently traced his fingers along her collarbone, sending shivers down her spine.
Radhika looked up at him, her eyes wide with surprise. But instead of pulling away, she leaned into his touch. Aamir took this as a sign and wrapped his arm around her, pulling her close.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Radhika’s hands wandered down Aamir’s chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath his shirt. She reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head.
Aamir’s hands were not idle either, he caressed her curves, feeling the heat radiating from her body. He reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor.
Radhika gasped as his hands cupped her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples. She arched her back, pressing her body against his. Aamir’s mouth found her neck, his teeth gently nibbling on her earlobe.
Radhika moaned with pleasure, her hands reaching for the waistband of his pants. She undid the button and pulled them down, revealing his hard cock.
Aamir kicked off his pants and picked Radhika up, carrying her to the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and climbed on top of her, his cock pressing against her wet pussy.
Radhika wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. Aamir entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy. He started to thrust, building up a steady rhythm.
Radhika’s moans filled the room, her nails digging into Aamir’s back. He reached down and started to play with her clit, rubbing it in circles.
Radhika’s orgasm built up quickly, her muscles tightening around Aamir’s cock. She cried out as she came, her juices flowing out of her.
Aamir wasn’t far behind, he thrust a few more times before he came, filling her pussy with his cum.
They lay there for a moment, spent and satisfied. Aamir pulled out and rolled over, pulling Radhika into his arms.
“That was amazing,” Radhika whispered, her head resting on his chest.
“Yes, it was,” Aamir agreed, kissing the top of her head.
They drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, the sounds of the city outside fading away.
