In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven-black hair stood facing away from the door, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the setting sun filtering through the window. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. Her Indian heritage was evident in the rich darkness of her skin and the thick, wavy hair that cascaded down her back.
The door creaked open slowly, and a man stepped inside, his eyes immediately drawn to the breathtaking sight before him. He drank in the curves of her body, the fullness of her hips, and the roundness of her ass. He could see the goosebumps rising on her skin as she sensed his presence, but she did not turn around.
He approached her slowly, his footsteps barely audible on the plush carpet. When he was close enough to touch her, he reached out and gently traced the curve of her shoulder with his fingertips. She shivered at his touch, but did not move away.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, and she leaned back into him, her head resting on his chest. He pressed his lips to her neck, showering her with kisses and nibbles that made her heart race.
She reached up to touch his face, turning her head to meet his lips with hers. They kissed passionately, their tongues dancing together in a rhythm as old as time itself. He ran his hands over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples until they were hard and aching.
She broke away from the kiss, gasping for breath. He took the opportunity to trail his lips down her body, kissing and licking every inch of her skin. When he reached her ass, he spread her cheeks apart and began to lavish attention on her most intimate places.
She moaned softly as his tongue explored her, teasing her entrance and flicking against her clit. She could feel herself growing wetter with every passing moment, her body begging for more.
He obliged, slipping a finger inside her and curling it up to hit her G-spot. She cried out in pleasure, her knees buckling beneath her. He held her up, continuing to finger her as he licked and sucked on her clit.
She was close, so close to the edge. She could feel the orgasm building inside her, threatening to consume her. She reached down to touch herself, wanting to feel the release that she knew was coming.
But he had other plans. He stood up, his hard cock pressing against her ass. She reached behind her, grasping it in her hand and guiding it to her entrance. He pushed inside her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around him.
Once he was fully seated inside her, he began to move. Slowly at first, then faster and harder. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
He reached around to tease her clit again, and that was all it took. She cried out as the orgasm washed over her, her pussy clenching around his cock. He continued to pound into her, chasing his own release.
When he finally came, it was with a roar. He filled her completely, his hot seed spilling deep inside her. They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweating and completely spent.
As they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, she whispered, “I love you.”
And he whispered back, “I love you too.”
The end.
