It was a humid summer night in New Delhi, and the city was alive with the sounds of horns honking and people chattering. But inside a small, dimly lit apartment, the only sounds to be heard were the soft rustling of sheets and the gentle breathing of two bodies entwined in passion.
The woman, Preeti, was a stunning Indian beauty with long, black hair that cascaded down her back in thick waves. She was nude, her curves and curves on full display as she lay on her stomach, her head resting on her arms. Her skin was a warm, golden brown, and her body was toned and firm from years of dancing.
Her partner, Ravi, was also Indian, but his skin was several shades darker than Preeti’s. He was lean and muscular, with a chiseled jaw and piercing brown eyes. He lay behind Preeti, his body pressed against hers, his hands roaming over her smooth skin.
Preeti and Ravi had been together for several years, but their passion for each other had not waned. They still craved each other’s touch, still sought out each other’s bodies in the dark of night. And tonight was no different.
Ravi’s hands moved to Preeti’s ass, cupping her cheeks and giving them a gentle squeeze. Preeti moaned softly, her body trembling with desire. She could feel Ravi’s hard cock pressed against her thigh, and she longed to feel it inside her.
Ravi took the hint, his hand snaking between Preeti’s legs to find her wet and ready for him. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls close around him. Preeti gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. She was so close, so ready for him.
Ravi positioned himself behind Preeti, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked down at her, his eyes dark with desire. “Are you ready, Preeti?” he whispered.
Preeti nodded, her eyes closed as she waited for the moment of penetration. She felt Ravi’s cock enter her, filling her completely. She moaned, her nails digging into the sheets as Ravi began to thrust.
Their lovemaking was slow and sensual, their bodies moving in time with each other. Ravi’s hands roamed over Preeti’s body, touching and caressing every inch of her. Preeti’s moans grew louder, her hips meeting Ravi’s thrusts.
As they reached their climax, their moans filled the room. “Yes, Ravi, yes,” Preeti cried out, her body trembling with pleasure. Ravi followed soon after, his cock throbbing as he emptied himself inside her.
They lay together, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts pounding in their chests. The night was still young, and they knew they would find pleasure in each other’s arms again and again.
The end.
