In the heart of Mumbai, a woman named Priya lay in her bed, her raven-black hair splayed out on the pillow. She was a thick, voluptuous Indian beauty, with a body that was made for sin. Her smooth, caramel-colored skin glowed in the dim light of her bedroom, and her heart raced with anticipation.
She had been thinking about him all day, ever since she had met him at the market. He was a tall, handsome stranger, with piercing green eyes and a chiseled jawline. She couldn’t resist the pull she felt towards him, and she knew that she had to have him.
As she lay in bed, she heard a soft knock at her window. She got up and opened it, and there he was, standing on the fire escape outside. He climbed into her room, and she could feel the heat radiating off of his body.
Without a word, he pulled her close and kissed her deeply. His hands roamed over her body, and she could feel herself getting wet with desire. She reached down and stroked his hard cock through his pants, and he groaned with pleasure.
He pulled off her nightgown, revealing her full, round breasts and her curvy hips. He kissed her neck and nibbled on her earlobes, sending shivers down her spine. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.
He kissed his way down her body, pausing to suck on her nipples and tease her clit. She moaned with pleasure, her hips bucking against his mouth. He slid a finger inside of her, and she gasped as he stroked her G-spot.
She begged him to fuck her, and he obliged. He entered her slowly, letting her adjust to his size. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside of her. He started to thrust harder and faster, and she could feel herself getting close to orgasm.
He flipped her over onto her hands and knees, and entered her from behind. She moaned with pleasure as he grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto his cock. He reached around and stroked her clit, sending her over the edge. She came hard, her muscles clenching around his cock.
He pulled out and came on her back, and she could feel the warmth of his cum spreading across her skin. They lay there, panting and spent, for several minutes.
As they got dressed, she asked him his name. He smiled and said, “Call me Ravi.” She smiled back and said, “I’ll see you again soon, Ravi.”
As he climbed back out the window and disappeared into the night, she knew that she would never forget this encounter. It was a night of passion and pleasure that she would always treasure.
