It was a humid summer night in the bustling city of Mumbai. The streets were alive with the sounds of honking cars and chattering people. But inside a small, dimly lit apartment, the world outside seemed to fade away.
Shalini, a stunning Indian woman with thick black hair and curves in all the right places, was getting ready for bed. She slipped off her sari, revealing her bare brown skin. She glanced at herself in the mirror, admiring her voluptuous figure. Her full breasts and round hips were enough to make any man’s head turn.
She walked over to the window and opened it, letting in a warm breeze. She leaned against the sill, her back facing the room, and closed her eyes. She could hear the distant sounds of the city, but she was lost in her own world.
Suddenly, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. She jumped, startled, but then relaxed as she recognized the touch. It was Aryan, her lover. He was a tall, muscular man with dark skin and piercing eyes. He was also Indian, but his family had moved to America when he was a child. They had met a few months ago at a wedding and had been inseparable ever since.
He nuzzled his face into her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. She shivered as his lips brushed against her skin. He began to kiss her neck, his hands roaming over her body. She leaned back into him, letting out a soft moan.
He turned her around to face him, his eyes filled with desire. He leaned down and captured her lips with his, kissing her deeply. His tongue explored her mouth, tasting every inch of her. She responded eagerly, her own tongue meeting his.
He broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down her neck, making his way to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She arched her back, moaning louder. He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same attention.
He then knelt down in front of her, his eyes level with her waist. He kissed her belly, making her giggle. He looked up at her and grinned, before continuing his journey downwards. He reached her pubic area and inhaled deeply, taking in her scent. He then began to kiss her inner thighs, teasing her.
She was writhing with anticipation now, her hands buried in his hair. He finally reached her clit and began to flick it with his tongue. She gasped and moaned, her legs trembling. He continued to lick and suck, driving her wild.
She was on the brink of an orgasm when he stood up and entered her. She cried out in pleasure as he filled her up. He began to thrust, each one deeper than the last. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in closer.
They moved together in perfect harmony, their bodies moving as one. He reached around and began to play with her clit again, sending her over the edge. She screamed his name as she came, her muscles clenching around him.
He continued to thrust, chasing his own release. He finally came, filling her up with his warmth. They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweaty.
They lay there for a few moments, basking in the afterglow. He then got up and walked over to the window, closing it. He turned around and looked at her, his eyes filled with love. She smiled back, her heart full.
They fell asleep in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined. The city outside continued its chaos, but inside their little world, all was peaceful.
