The Temptation of Radhika

Radhika, an Indian woman with thick black hair and a voluptuous figure, stood before the full-length mirror in her bedroom. She was completely nude, her dark skin glowing in the soft light of the room. Radhika admired her reflection, her full breasts and round hips, the curve of her backside.

She heard a soft knock at the door, and her heart quickened as she knew who it was. She had been expecting him, her neighbor, a tall and handsome black man named Jamal. Radhika had been attracted to him from the moment she met him, but she had never acted on her desires. Until now.

Radhika opened the door a crack, and Jamal’s eyes widened as he saw her standing there, completely nude. She stepped aside, inviting him in. He didn’t hesitate, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him.

Jamal’s eyes roamed over Radhika’s body, taking in every inch of her. He reached out, his hand brushing against her bare shoulder, and Radhika shivered at his touch. She leaned into him, her lips finding his, and they kissed deeply.

Their hands explored each other’s bodies, and Radhika reveled in the feeling of Jamal’s strong hands on her. She moaned as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her hard nipples. Jamal’s lips trailed down her neck, his teeth nibbling at her earlobe.

Radhika’s hands made their way to Jamal’s pants, and she undid his belt, letting them fall to the floor. She wrapped her hand around his hard cock, and Jamal groaned as she began to stroke him.

Jamal picked Radhika up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, his cock pressed against her wet pussy. He carried her to the bed, and they fell onto it, their bodies tangled together.

Jamal entered Radhika slowly, and she moaned as she felt him fill her. He began to thrust, and Radhika matched his rhythm, her hips meeting his with each thrust. Jamal’s hands gripped her hips, holding her in place as he drove deeper and harder into her.

Radhika could feel herself getting close, and she urged Jamal on, “Harder, harder, yes!” she cried out, her nails digging into his back. Jamal gave her what she wanted, and Radhika’s orgasm washed over her, her body trembling as she came.

Jamal followed soon after, collapsing onto Radhika as he came inside her. They lay there for a moment, catching their breath, before Jamal pulled out and rolled onto his back.

Radhika turned to face him, her head resting on his chest. She traced her fingers over his muscles, her mind already thinking about their next encounter.

They lay there for a while longer, before Jamal finally spoke, “I’ll see you tomorrow, Radhika.”

She smiled, “I’ll be waiting.”

The end.

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