In the heart of New Delhi, a scorching hot summer night was in full swing. The city was alive with the sounds of horns honking and people chattering, but inside a dimly lit apartment, a different kind of heat was building.
Lying on the bed, with her back facing the door, was the Indian woman of every man’s fantasy. She was a thick, voluptuous beauty, with curves in all the right places. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, resting gently on her bare skin. She was completely nude, and her smooth, caramel-colored skin glowed in the soft light of the room.
Her name was Priya, and she was a woman who knew what she wanted. She had always had a thing for white men, and tonight was no different. She had invited a man she had met at a bar earlier in the week over to her place, and she was ready to unleash her full arsenal of seduction on him.
The door creaked open, and in walked Jack, a tall, handsome man with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. He was a little taken aback by the sight of Priya lying there, completely exposed, but he quickly regained his composure. He walked over to the bed, and Priya turned to face him, her dark eyes gleaming with desire.
Without a word, she reached out and pulled him towards her, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring every inch of each other’s mouths. Jack’s hands wandered down Priya’s body, cupping her full breasts and pinching her hard nipples. She let out a soft moan, her body arching towards him.
Jack’s fingers trailed down Priya’s stomach, making their way to her wet, pulsing pussy. He slipped a finger inside her, and she gasped, her hips bucking against his hand. He added a second finger, pressing deep inside her, and she let out a loud, guttural moan.
Priya’s hand snaked down Jack’s body, finding his hard, throbbing cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking it up and down, and he groaned, his head falling back. She leaned forward, taking him into her mouth, her hot, wet tongue swirling around his shaft.
Jack couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled Priya up, flipping her onto her hands and knees. He positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her tight, wet opening. He slid inside her, and she let out a loud, satisfied moan.
He began to thrust, hard and deep, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through Priya’s body. She pushed back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. Their bodies slapped together, the sound echoing through the room.
Suddenly, Jack pulled out, flipping Priya onto her back. He spread her legs wide, and plunged back inside her, his cock hitting her G-spot with each thrust. Priya’s eyes rolled back in her head, her body trembling with pleasure.
Jack could feel Priya’s pussy clenching around him, her orgasm building. He reached down, rubbing her clit in tight circles, and she screamed, her body convulsing with pleasure. Jack followed suit, his own orgasm crashing over him, his cum filling Priya’s willing pussy.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies intertwined. The night had only just begun, and they had many more hours of passion ahead of them.
The end.
