It was a humid summer night in New Delhi, as Devi, a thick and voluptuous Indian woman with raven black hair, slipped out of her silk sari and into something more comfortable. The sultry breeze played with the curtains, teasing her bare cocoa skin as she slipped into bed, her heart pounding in anticipation.
She had been eyeing her neighbor, Aarav, for weeks, a tall and handsome Indian man with piercing dark eyes and a toned physique. She knew he had caught her staring, their lingering gazes heavy with unspoken desire. Tonight, she decided, would be the night she would finally quench her thirst for him.
As she lay in bed, she heard a soft knock on her window, and her heart leapt with excitement. She tiptoed over to the window, and there he was, Aarav, in all his glory, his chiseled chest glistening with sweat.
“May I come in?” he whispered, his voice low and husky.
Devi nodded, her throat dry, as she opened the window, and he climbed in, his strong arms pulling her close. His lips found hers in the darkness, and they kissed deeply, their tongues dancing together in a rhythm as old as time.
Their hands explored each other’s bodies, Devi’s fingers tracing the lines of Aarav’s abs, his hands cupping her full breasts, his thumbs teasing her hard nipples. She gasped as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, his tongue swirling around it, sending shivers down her spine.
Aarav’s fingers found their way to Devi’s wet pussy, stroking her clit, making her moan with pleasure. She arched her back, grinding her hips against his hand, wanting more.
He obliged, slipping a finger inside her, then two, pumping them in and out, as she rode his hand, her moans getting louder and louder.
Devi pushed him back onto the bed, climbing on top of him, her pussy hovering over his hard cock. She teased him, rubbing her wetness all over his shaft, her moans driving him wild.
Finally, she impaled herself on his cock, taking him all in, her pussy stretching to accommodate him. They moved together, their bodies in sync, their moans filling the room.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” Aarav groaned, his hands gripping Devi’s hips, pulling her down harder onto his cock.
“Yes, harder,” Devi begged, her nails digging into his chest, as she rode him, their sweaty bodies slapping together.
Aarav flipped Devi onto her back, taking control, pounding her pussy with all his might, making her scream with pleasure. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her, their bodies moving together in a primal dance.
Aarav reached down, rubbing Devi’s clit, sending her over the edge, her orgasm ripping through her, making her whole body shake with pleasure.
He pulled out, his cock covered in her juices, and she took him in her mouth, sucking and licking every inch of him, tasting herself on him.
Aarav couldn’t hold back any longer, his cock exploding in Devi’s mouth, his hot cum filling her up. She swallowed every drop, her moans of pleasure muffled by his cock.
As they lay in bed, their bodies spent, their hearts racing, they knew they had found something special, something they couldn’t deny. They fell asleep in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined, their dreams filled with whispers in the night.
