In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and caramel skin stood in front of the full-length mirror. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. Her curves were generous, her hips wide and her thighs thick. She was an Indian beauty, proud of her body and the pleasure it could bring.
She ran her fingers through her hair, letting it cascade down her back. Her dark eyes sparkled with desire as she traced her fingers over her full breasts, her nipples already hard with anticipation. She turned to the side, admiring her round bottom and the curve of her waist. She was ready for a night of passion.
She heard a soft knock at the door and turned to see him, a handsome stranger with piercing blue eyes and a muscular build. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt and dark pants, his eyes taking in every inch of her body.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice low and husky. “May I come in?”
She nodded, a small smile playing at her lips. He stepped inside, closing the door behind him. Without a word, he crossed the room and pulled her into his arms, his mouth finding hers in a passionate kiss.
His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body already on fire with desire. He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe and making her shiver with pleasure.
She reached down, her hand finding his cock already hard through his pants. She rubbed him through the fabric, feeling him grow even harder under her touch.
“Take me,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He stripped off his clothes, his cock standing at attention. She knelt before him, taking him into her mouth. She sucked and licked at him, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock.
He groaned, his hands tangled in her hair as she took him deeper into her mouth. She could feel him close to the edge, but she wasn’t ready for him to cum yet. She stood up, her body pressing against his.
He picked her up, his hands under her thighs as he carried her to the bed. He laid her down, his body covering hers. She could feel his cock pressing against her, ready to enter her.
But first, he wanted to taste her. He kissed his way down her body, his tongue tracing a path from her breasts to her belly button. He spread her legs, his mouth finding her pussy.
She moaned as he licked and sucked at her clit, her hips bucking against his mouth. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wet and ready for him. He added another finger, stretching her and preparing her for his cock.
She was ready now, her body begging for him to enter her. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock sliding in easily. She gasped as he filled her, her body adjusting to his size.
He began to move, his hips thrusting against hers. She wrapped her legs around him, meeting him thrust for thrust. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit and rubbing in time with his thrusts.
She could feel herself building towards orgasm, her body tensing as she got closer and closer. He could feel it too, his thrusts becoming more frantic as he neared his own release.
With a final thrust, he came, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his seed. She followed him over the edge, her body shaking with pleasure as she came hard.
They lay there, their bodies spent and sated. She traced her fingers over his chest, her mind already thinking about the next time they would be together.
For now, they were content to rest, their bodies entwined as they basked in the afterglow of their passion.
