In the dimly lit room, a beautiful Indian woman with raven black hair stood facing away from the door, her voluptuous figure illuminated by the soft glow of the lamps. She was completely nude, her thick curves on display for anyone who dared to enter. Her name was Priya, a woman of great beauty and allure, known for her exotic charm and irresistible seductive powers.
Priya heard the door creak open, and she knew he had arrived. She stood still, waiting for him to approach, her heart racing with anticipation. She could feel his gaze on her, taking in every inch of her luscious body.
He stepped closer, his eyes never leaving her. “Priya,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.
She turned to face him, her full lips curling into a seductive smile. “I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice low and sultry.
He took a step towards her, closing the distance between them. His hands reached out to touch her, but she stopped him. “Not yet,” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
She took his hand and led him to the bed, pushing him gently down onto the soft mattress. She climbed onto the bed, straddling him, her wet pussy hovering just above his hard cock.
She leaned down, her black hair cascading around them like a curtain, and pressed her lips to his. He responded eagerly, his tongue exploring her mouth as she moaned softly.
Her hands roamed over his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. She broke the kiss, her lips traveling down his neck, nibbling and licking as she went.
He groaned, his hands clutching at the sheets as she made her way down to his chest. She licked and sucked at his nipples, eliciting a moan from him with every touch.
She continued her descent, her lips leaving a trail of fire down his body. She reached his cock, and she took it in her hand, stroking it gently.
She leaned down and took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock. He moaned, his hands reaching down to tangle in her hair.
She sucked and licked, taking him deeper into her mouth with every stroke. She could feel him getting closer, his hips thrusting up to meet her.
She pulled away, her lips glistening with saliva. “Not yet,” she said again, a wicked smile on her face.
She climbed off him, turning around so that her back was facing him. She bent over, her ass in the air, and looked at him over her shoulder. “Fuck me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips as he thrust into her. She moaned, her head thrown back in pleasure.
He fucked her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together in a rhythmic dance. She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, and she began to rub herself in time with his thrusts.
They were both close, their moans and gasps filling the room. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, and he began to rub her in time with his thrusts.
She came first, her pussy clenching around his cock as she screamed his name. He followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. She looked at him, her eyes shining with satisfaction. “I told you you wouldn’t be able to resist me,” she said, a smug smile on her face.
He couldn’t argue with her. She had tempted him, seduced him, and he had fallen for it hook, line, and sinker. And he knew he would do it again, in a heartbeat.
