In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and caramel-colored skin stood facing away from the door. Her silhouette was framed by the soft glow of the setting sun streaming through the window, casting a warm golden hue on her luscious curves. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. Her long, thick hair cascaded down her back, the ends teasing the curve of her round, firm ass.
Radhika was a woman of exotic beauty, her Indian heritage evident in her striking features and the rich, dark color of her skin. She was a successful businesswoman, confident and in control in the boardroom, but in the bedroom, she was a different person entirely. She loved to give up control, to submit to the desires of a dominant man.
Tonight, she was waiting for him. She heard the door open and close, and the sound of his footsteps as he approached her. She could feel his gaze on her, taking in every inch of her exposed flesh. She shivered in anticipation, her nipples hardening into tight peaks as goosebumps broke out on her skin.
He came up behind her, his body pressed against hers. She could feel the heat of his skin, the hardness of his cock as it pressed against her ass. He wrapped his arms around her, his hands caressing her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. She moaned softly, her head falling back onto his shoulder.
He trailed his lips down the curve of her neck, nibbling and licking the sensitive skin. She shivered, her breath hitching as his hands continued to explore her body. He slid one hand down her stomach, his fingers finding her wet and ready for him. She gasped as he slipped a finger inside her, her pussy clenching around him.
He began to finger her, his fingers moving in and out of her wetness. She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. He added another finger, stretching her open. She was so wet, so ready for him. He removed his fingers, and she heard the sound of him spitting, felt the wetness as he spread it over her ass.
He pressed the head of his cock against her opening, and she moaned as he pushed inside her. He took his time, sliding in inch by inch, letting her body adjust to his size. She was so tight, so hot. He began to move, thrusting in and out of her. She moaned, her hips meeting his.
He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He began to rub slow circles around it, and she moaned louder. He increased the pressure, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She was so close, so ready to cum.
He quickened his pace, thrusting harder and faster into her. She could feel herself tightening around him, her orgasm building inside her. He rubbed her clit faster, and she cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock. He groaned, his own orgasm following close behind.
They stood there, panting and sweating, as their heart rates returned to normal. He pulled out of her, and she turned to face him. She looked up at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. He leaned down, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.
They broke apart, and she smiled at him. “Again?” she asked, her voice husky with desire.
He grinned, his eyes shining with mischief. “Again and again,” he replied, and they fell into each other’s arms, already anticipating their next round of passion.
