It was a warm summer night in New Delhi, and the city was alive with the sounds of car horns and street vendors. But inside a small, modest apartment, a different kind of heat was building.
Raj, a successful businessman in his early 40s, was reclining on his couch, sipping a glass of whiskey and admiring the view out his window. His eyes were drawn to the figure of a woman standing on the balcony of the building next door. She was facing away from him, but the soft glow of the moonlight illuminated her silhouette.
She was an Indian beauty, with thick curves and long, black hair that cascaded down her back. He had seen her around the neighborhood before, but they had never spoken. He couldn’t help but feel drawn to her, and as he watched her, he felt his desires stirring.
He decided to take a chance and make his move. He grabbed his glass and headed out to the balcony, taking a deep breath as he approached her.
“Hi,” he said, trying to sound casual. “I’m Raj. I’ve seen you around the building.”
The woman turned to face him, and he was struck by her beauty. Her eyes were dark and expressive, and her lips were full and inviting.
“Hi, I’m Priya,” she said, her voice soft and sultry. “I’ve noticed you around, too.”
They made small talk for a few minutes, but Raj could sense the tension building between them. He could see the desire in her eyes, and he knew that she felt the same way he did.
Without a word, he leaned in and kissed her, his lips meeting hers in a passionate embrace. She responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth as they kissed.
He reached up and ran his hand through her hair, pulling her closer as they continued to kiss. She moaned softly, her body pressed against his.
He slipped his hand under her shirt, caressing her soft skin as they kissed. She shivered with pleasure, her nipples hardening under his touch.
He broke the kiss and led her inside, closing the door behind them. They stumbled towards the bedroom, their clothes coming off as they made their way there.
Once in the bedroom, they tumbled onto the bed, their bodies entwined. He kissed her neck, nibbling on her earlobes as he made his way down to her breasts. He took one nipple in his mouth, sucking and teasing it as she moaned with pleasure.
He continued to explore her body, kissing and licking her skin as he made his way down to her thighs. He spread her legs apart, his fingers finding her wet and ready.
He licked her clit, teasing it with his tongue as she moaned and bucked underneath him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tighten around him as he stroked her.
She was close, and he could sense it. He quickened his pace, his tongue and fingers working in tandem as she cried out with pleasure.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned, her body shuddering as she came.
He climbed on top of her, his cock hard and ready. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer as he entered her.
He thrust into her, their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. She moaned with pleasure, her nails digging into his back as he fucked her.
He could feel himself getting close, and he knew she was, too. He picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster and more urgent.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out, her body shuddering as she came again.
He followed her over the edge, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed.
They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies entwined. He kissed her forehead, whispering sweet nothings in her ear as they drifted off to sleep.
It had been a night to remember, and he knew that he would never forget it. He had found his Indian beauty, and he would cherish her for as long as he lived.
