In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven-black hair stood with her back facing the entrance. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. Her thick curves were intoxicating, a sight that could make any man’s heart race. She was an Indian babe, her skin a warm caramel color, her hips wide and inviting.
He watched her from the doorway, his eyes tracing the curve of her spine down to the swell of her ass. He had been seducing her all night, their flirtatious banter escalating as the evening wore on. He had known from the moment he saw her that she would be his, and now, here they were, alone in her bedroom.
She turned to face him, her dark eyes smoldering with desire. She crooked her finger, beckoning him closer. He obeyed, crossing the room in a few long strides. When he reached her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a deep, passionate kiss.
Their tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths. She tasted sweet, like honey and spice. He ran his hands down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. She moaned into his mouth, grinding her hips against his.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, earning a gasp of pleasure. He continued his descent, sucking and biting at her collarbone. She arched her back, offering herself up to him.
He took advantage, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned, her head falling back. He took the opportunity to kiss and lick her chest, making his way down to her nipples. He sucked one into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. She gasped, her hands fisting in his hair.
He moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. She was writhing now, her hips moving of their own accord. He trailed his hand down her stomach, stopping just above her pubic bone. He teased her, his fingers just barely brushing against her damp curls.
She growled in frustration, pushing her hips forward. He chuckled, finally giving her what she wanted. He slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her wet heat. She was ready for him, her body trembling with need.
He added a second finger, curling them up to brush against her G-spot. She cried out, her back bowing. He continued to finger her, adding a third finger when she begged for more. She was panting now, her breath coming in short gasps.
He could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around his fingers. He quickened his pace, driving her closer and closer to the edge. She screamed, her entire body shaking as she came.
He didn’t give her a chance to recover, pulling his fingers out of her and replacing them with his cock. She was still sensitive, her body still trembling from her orgasm. He slid in easily, her wetness coating his length.
He started to move, thrusting in and out of her. She was tight, her pussy gripping him like a vice. He groaned, his head falling back. She met him thrust for thrust, her hips moving in time with his.
He reached around, finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, earning another moan from her. She was close again, her body tensing up. He quickened his pace, driving her over the edge.
She screamed, her orgasm ripping through her. He followed her, his own orgasm crashing over him. He filled her, his cum spilling out of her and onto the bed.
They collapsed together, their bodies slick with sweat. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. She nuzzled into his neck, her breathing still labored.
They stayed like that for a while, their bodies entwined. The room was silent, save for their heavy breathing. He knew he would never forget this night, the night he seduced the Indian babe with raven-black hair.
