In the heart of New Delhi, a woman named Priya lived alone in a small apartment. She was a stunning beauty, with thick black hair that cascaded down her back and flawless brown skin. One fateful night, she found herself unable to sleep, her mind racing with thoughts of pleasure and desire.
She slipped out of bed, her body bare and vulnerable. She moved to the window, parting the curtains to reveal the city below, still alive with the sounds of the night. Her fingers trailed down her body, tracing the curves of her breasts and the arch of her hips.
Suddenly, she felt a presence behind her. She turned to see a man, his eyes dark with desire. He was tall and muscular, with skin the color of coffee and hair as black as the night.
“Who are you?” Priya asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I am here for you,” the man replied, his voice deep and husky.
He stepped closer, his fingers brushing against the small of her back. Priya gasped as a shiver of pleasure ran down her spine.
“What do you want?” she asked, her voice trembling.
“I want to taste every inch of your body,” the man said, his lips brushing against her ear.
Priya’s heart raced as the man’s hands explored her body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her nipples until they were hard and aching. She moaned as he trailed his lips down her neck, his tongue tasting her skin.
The man’s fingers found their way between Priya’s legs, stroking her wet folds. She gasped as he slipped a finger inside her, her body trembling with pleasure.
“Do you want more?” the man asked, his voice low and seductive.
“Yes,” Priya moaned, her body begging for more.
The man lifted Priya onto the windowsill, spreading her legs wide. She cried out as he buried his face between her thighs, his tongue exploring her wetness.
Priya’s fingers tangled in the man’s hair as he licked and sucked her clit. She could feel her orgasm building, her body trembling with pleasure.
“I’m going to cum,” Priya gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.
The man’s fingers moved faster, his tongue swirling around her clit. Priya’s body shook as she came, her cries echoing through the night.
The man stood up, his cock hard and ready. Priya’s eyes widened as she saw the size of him, her body trembling with anticipation.
He entered her slowly, his cock filling her completely. Priya cried out as he began to thrust, her body moving in time with his.
The man’s hands gripped Priya’s hips as he fucked her harder and faster. She could feel another orgasm building, her body trembling with pleasure.
“I’m going to cum again,” Priya gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.
The man’s thrusts grew more urgent, his cock hitting her G-spot with every stroke. Priya’s body shook as she came, her cries echoing through the night.
The man’s thrusts grew more erratic as he reached his own climax, his body shaking with pleasure. He collapsed on top of Priya, his cock still buried deep inside her.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies tangled together. Priya’s fingers traced the lines of the man’s back, her body still trembling with pleasure.
“Who are you?” Priya asked again, her voice soft and gentle.
“I am your pleasure, your desire,” the man replied, his voice low and seductive.
And with that, he disappeared into the night, leaving Priya alone with her thoughts and the memory of their passionate encounter.
