In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the window, her silhouette framed by the soft glow of the setting sun. She was nude, her back turned to the man who had just entered the room. Her long, thick black hair cascaded down her shoulders, the ends brushing against the curve of her waist. She was an Indian babe, exotic and alluring, and the man couldn’t take his eyes off her.
He approached her slowly, his footsteps silent on the plush carpet. As he reached her, he gently placed his hands on her shoulders, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath his fingertips. She shivered at his touch, but did not turn around. Instead, she leaned back into him, her body pressing against his.
He started with soft kisses on her neck, feeling her pulse quicken beneath his lips. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. She moaned softly, her head falling back onto his shoulder. He took this as a sign to continue, and his hands traveled lower, down her stomach and to the apex of her thighs.
He found her wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tighten around him. She gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. He added a second finger, stretching her open. She was moaning louder now, her hips grinding against his hand.
He spun her around, his eyes taking in her naked form. Her breasts were full and firm, her nipples hard and erect. Her stomach was flat and toned, leading down to the triangle of hair between her legs. He couldn’t wait any longer. He picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
He entered her in one swift motion, filling her completely. She cried out, her back arching as he began to thrust. He was rough and demanding, and she met him stroke for stroke. They were lost in their own world, their moans and grunts the only sounds in the room.
He lifted her up, changing their position. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms around his neck. He held her up, his hands cupping her ass. She was impaled on his cock, her body flush against his. He started to thrust again, harder and faster. She was moaning louder now, her body trembling with pleasure.
He felt her tighten around him, her muscles clenching as she reached her peak. He followed her over the edge, his own release taking him by surprise. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies still connected.
He slowly lowered her down, his cock slipping out of her. She moaned softly, her body still trembling. He kissed her gently, his hands cradling her face. They stood there for a moment, their bodies still entwined.
He slowly pulled away, his hands trailing down her body. She shivered at his touch, her body still sensitive. He picked up his clothes, getting dressed. She watched him, her eyes heavy with pleasure.
He walked over to her, kissing her gently. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” he whispered in her ear. She nodded, her eyes closed. He left the room, leaving her alone in the dimly lit room.
She lay down on the bed, her body still trembling. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. She had never felt anything like that before. She closed her eyes, a small smile playing on her lips. She knew she would be back for more.
