Radhika, an Indian woman in her late twenties, was known for her thick figure and long, black hair. She had always been a bit of a mysterious figure in her community, never one to shy away from her sensuality. Tonight, she was home alone, the lights dimmed low, and she wore nothing but a seductive smile.
She had been thinking about him all day, the man who had caught her eye at the market earlier that week. He was a foreigner, tall and muscular, with piercing blue eyes. She had noticed the way he looked at her, and she knew that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
She poured herself a glass of wine and took a sip, closing her eyes as she savored the taste. She could feel her body responding to the thought of him, her nipples hardening and her pussy growing wet. She ran her fingers over her curves, imagining his hands on her body.
She heard a knock at the door, and her heart raced. She knew it was him. She took a deep breath and opened the door, and there he was, standing before her in all his glory.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he said, his voice low and husky.
“I know,” she replied, her own voice barely above a whisper. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you either.”
He stepped closer to her, and she could feel the heat radiating off his body. He reached out and touched her face, his thumb brushing against her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, her body trembling with anticipation.
He leaned in and kissed her, his lips soft and warm against hers. She opened her mouth and let his tongue explore, their tongues dancing together in a passionate embrace. She could feel her desire growing stronger, her pussy aching to be filled.
He broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down her neck, nibbling and licking at her sensitive skin. She moaned with pleasure, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. He made his way down to her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. She cried out, her back arching as she pressed her breasts closer to him.
He continued to tease and torture her nipples, his fingers pinching and twisting them as his mouth worked its magic. She could feel her pussy growing wetter, her hips grinding against him as she begged for more.
He finally gave in, his fingers finding her wet and ready. He slipped one finger inside her, then two, fucking her slowly as she moaned and writhed against him. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around his fingers as she begged for release.
He pulled his fingers out and lifted her up, carrying her to the bedroom. He laid her down on the bed and spread her legs, his eyes taking in the sight of her wet and waiting pussy. He leaned down and began to lick and suck at her clit, his tongue working its magic as she cried out in pleasure.
She could feel her orgasm building, her hips bucking against his mouth as she begged for more. He slipped a finger inside her, then two, fucking her with his fingers as he continued to lick and suck at her clit. She could feel herself on the edge, her muscles clenching as she screamed out her release.
He wasted no time, positioning himself at her entrance and slowly pushing inside. She could feel herself stretching to accommodate him, her pussy growing wetter as he filled her. He began to thrust, hard and deep, his balls slapping against her ass as she moaned and writhed beneath him.
He reached down and began to play with her clit, his fingers rubbing slow circles as he continued to fuck her. She could feel another orgasm building, her muscles clenching around him as she begged for release.
He quickened his pace, fucking her harder and deeper as she screamed out her pleasure. She could feel herself on the edge, her muscles clenching as she begged for release. And then, with one final thrust, she came, her orgasm ripping through her body as she screamed out his name.
He followed closely behind, his warm cum filling her as he groaned and collapsed on top of her. They lay there, panting and sweating, as they caught their breath.
“I knew it would be good between us,” she said, a satisfied smile on her face.
“I knew it too,” he replied, his own smile just as wide.
And as they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, they knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.
