In the dimly lit room, a woman stood with her back facing the door. She was completely nude, her thick black hair cascading down her shoulders. The Indian beauty was the epitome of desire, her curves in all the right places. She was an exotic goddess, a sensual creature that any man would be lucky to have.
Ravi, a young man of 25, had been dreaming of this moment for weeks. He had met the woman at a local Indian restaurant, where she worked as a waitress. He was immediately drawn to her, her beauty and charm were intoxicating. After several weeks of flirting and exchanging numbers, Ravi found himself standing in her apartment, his heart pounding with excitement.
The woman turned to face Ravi, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief. She took a step towards him, closing the distance between them. Ravi could feel the heat radiating off her body, he was ready to explode.
She reached out, her fingers tracing the outline of his chest. Ravi sucked in a breath, his body tensing with anticipation. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear.
“Are you ready for me?” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.
Ravi nodded, unable to speak. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity.
She took his hand, leading him to the bedroom. The room was dimly lit, a single candle flickering on the nightstand. She pushed him onto the bed, her eyes blazing with desire.
She climbed onto the bed, straddling him. Ravi could feel her wetness against his thigh, he was ready to burst. She leaned down, her lips finding his. She kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth.
She broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his neck. She nibbled on his earlobe, her fingers tracing circles on his chest. Ravi moaned, his body trembling with desire.
She continued her assault on his senses, her lips and fingers exploring every inch of his body. She paid special attention to his nipples, sucking and biting them gently. Ravi cried out, his hips bucking off the bed.
She moved down his body, her lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She reached his cock, her eyes widening with desire. She licked her lips, her eyes never leaving his.
She took him into her mouth, her lips wrapping around his shaft. Ravi moaned, his hands reaching for her hair. She sucked him deep, her tongue swirling around his tip.
Ravi couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled her up, his lips finding hers. He rolled her onto her back, his body covering hers.
He reached down, his fingers finding her wetness. She was soaked, ready for him. He teased her clit, her moans driving him wild.
He positioned himself at her entrance, his tip brushing against her. She looked up at him, her eyes pleading.
“Please,” she whispered.
