In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the setting sun. She was nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. The woman was an Indian beauty, her thick curves and dark skin a stark contrast to the pale curtains she was leaning against.
Ravi, a young man of Indian descent, stood in the doorway, his eyes wide with desire as he took in the sight of the woman. She was his neighbor, a woman he had admired from afar for months. He had never dared to approach her, intimidated by her beauty and aloof demeanor.
But tonight, something had changed. The woman had caught him staring at her through the window, and instead of turning away in disgust, she had beckoned him inside. Ravi’s heart raced as he stepped into the room, his eyes never leaving the woman’s face.
“I’ve seen you watching me,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I’ve decided to give you what you want.”
Ravi’s mind went blank as the woman stepped closer, her body brushing against his. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him down for a kiss. Her lips were soft and warm, and Ravi felt his knees go weak as she deepened the kiss.
The woman’s hands roamed over his body, exploring every inch of him. She tugged at his clothes, pulling them off with expert ease. Ravi stood before her, naked and vulnerable, as she took in the sight of him.
“You’re even more beautiful than I imagined,” she murmured, her fingers tracing the outline of his muscles.
She led him to the bed, pushing him down onto the soft mattress. Ravi lay there, his heart pounding in his chest as the woman climbed onto the bed, straddling him.
She began to kiss him again, her lips and tongue exploring every inch of his body. Ravi moaned as she licked and nibbled at his neck, his earlobes, his nipples. He felt his cock harden as she wrapped her hand around it, stroking him gently.
The woman continued to tease him, her mouth and hand working in tandem to drive him wild with desire. Ravi begged her to take him, to let him enter her, but she refused.
“Not yet,” she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. “I want to make you beg for it.”
She continued to torment him, her mouth and hand never leaving his body. Ravi felt his pleasure build, his orgasm just out of reach.
Finally, the woman relented, climbing onto him and guiding his cock inside her. Ravi moaned as he felt her warmth surround him, her muscles clenching around him.
They began to move together, their bodies slick with sweat. The woman rode him hard, her hips moving in time with his. Ravi reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking at her nipples.
The woman moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Ravi could feel her muscles tightening around him, her orgasm building.
He rolled over, pinning the woman beneath him. He began to thrust harder, deeper, his cock hitting her G-spot with every stroke.
The woman screamed, her orgasm crashing over her. Ravi felt her muscles milk his cock, her release triggering his own. He groaned, his orgasm pulsing through him, filling the woman with his seed.
They lay there, panting and sated, their bodies entwined. The woman looked up at Ravi, her eyes filled with desire.
“Again,” she whispered.
And Ravi, his desire for the exotic beauty reignited, began to move inside her once more.
