Whispers in the Night

It was a warm summer evening as Radhika, an Indian woman with long black hair and a luscious figure, slipped out of her silk robe and stood naked in front of the full-length mirror. She admired her curves, her dark skin glowing in the soft light of her bedroom. She turned to face the mirror, her heart pounding with excitement as she ran her hands over her full breasts and down her flat stomach, stopping to rest her fingers on the curve of her hips.

She had been thinking about this moment all day, ever since she had met him at the coffee shop. He was a tall, handsome man with piercing blue eyes and a charming smile. They had talked for hours, their conversation flowing easily, and she had felt a spark between them. She had given him her number, and when he had called her later that night, she knew she wanted him.

She heard a soft knock at the door, and her heart skipped a beat. She took a deep breath and walked over to answer it. He stood in the doorway, his eyes traveling over her body with an intensity that made her shiver. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him, and pulled her into his arms.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples until they were hard and aching. She moaned with pleasure, pressing herself against him, feeling the hard length of his cock against her thigh.

He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck and over her shoulder, nibbling and licking her skin as he went. She gasped as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She ran her fingers through his hair, holding him close as he worshiped her breasts.

He moved lower, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire as he kissed his way down her stomach. She spread her legs wider, eager for him to taste her. He knelt between her thighs, looking up at her with a wicked grin before he leaned in and licked her pussy.

She cried out with pleasure, her hips bucking as he licked and sucked her clit. He slipped a finger inside her, fucking her slowly as he ate her out. She moaned louder, her hands gripping the sheets as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

Just as she was about to cum, he pulled away, standing up to kiss her again. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only made her want him more. He picked her up, carrying her to the bed and laying her down gently.

He climbed on top of her, his cock pressing against her entrance. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he slid inside her. She moaned with pleasure, her body stretching to accommodate him. He started to move, thrusting in and out of her slowly at first, then faster and harder as they both lost themselves in the moment.

She could feel herself building up to another orgasm, and she urged him on, crying out for him to fuck her harder. He obliged, driving himself deeper inside her until she screamed his name and came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock.

He followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum. They lay there for a moment, panting and sweating, before he rolled off her and pulled her into his arms.

They lay there in the afterglow, their bodies entwined, as they whispered sweet nothings into each other’s ears. It was a night they would never forget.

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