In the dimly lit room, a woman stood, her silhouette framed by the window behind her. She was nude, her thick curves illuminated by the moonlight. Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, the ends brushing against her round, firm ass. She was an Indian beauty, her skin a rich shade of brown, her hips flared and inviting.
He watched her from across the room, his eyes taking in every inch of her luscious form. He was captivated, his cock already hard in his pants. He approached her slowly, his movements quiet as not to startle her. As he reached her, he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. She gasped, her body tensing for a moment before relaxing into his embrace.
He nuzzled her neck, his lips brushing against her soft skin. She shivered, her breath hitching as he trailed kisses down her shoulder. His hands moved to her breasts, cupping them gently, his thumbs brushing against her hardening nipples. She moaned, her head falling back onto his shoulder, giving him better access to her neck.
He took advantage of it, his lips and teeth nibbling and sucking on her sensitive skin. His fingers continued to tease her nipples, pinching and twisting them gently. She writhed in his arms, her ass grinding against his growing erection. He growled, his hips thrusting forward, letting her feel his hard cock.
She turned in his arms, her lips finding his in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, tasting each other, exploring. His hands moved to her ass, grabbing and squeezing her firm cheeks. She broke the kiss, her lips moving to his ear.
“Fuck me,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he carried her to the bed. He laid her down, his body covering hers as he kissed her again. His hands roamed her body, touching and caressing every inch of her.
He trailed kisses down her body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He reached her breasts, his mouth latching onto a nipple, sucking and biting gently. She arched her back, her hands threading through his hair, holding him to her.
He continued his descent, his lips and tongue teasing her navel, her hips, her thighs. He reached her pussy, his nose buried in her dark curls. He inhaled deeply, her scent filling his nostrils, making his cock throb.
He licked her, a long, slow stroke from her entrance to her clit. She cried out, her back bowing off the bed. He did it again, and again, each time eliciting a moan or a gasp from her. He sucked on her clit, his tongue flicking it rapidly. She grabbed his head, holding him to her as she ground her hips against his face.
He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her heat, her wetness. He added another, curling them, searching for that spot that would drive her wild. He found it, her muscles clenching around his fingers as he stroke it.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her hips bucking against his hand.
He continued to stroke her, his lips and tongue still teasing her clit. It didn’t take long for her to reach her peak, her body shuddering as she came, her juices coating his fingers.
He moved back up her body, his lips finding hers in a deep kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, and it only turned her on more. She reached between them, her fingers wrapping around his hard cock.
He hissed, his hips thrusting forward, driving his cock through her fist. She stroked him, her hand moving up and down his shaft. He broke the kiss, his head falling back as he moaned.
She guided his cock to her entrance, her eyes locked onto his as she slowly lowered herself onto him. He filled her, his cock stretching her, filling her completely. She paused, her body adjusting to his size.
He looked at her, his eyes filled with lust and desire. She smiled, her lips curling into a seductive smile. She started to move, her hips rocking back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of her. He met her thrust for thrust, his hands on her hips, guiding her.
Their pace quickened, their bodies slapping together, the sound echoing in the room. He reached between them, his thumb finding her clit, stroking it in time with their thrusts. She moaned, her body tightening around his cock.
He felt her orgasm building again, her muscles clenching and unclenching around his cock. He increased his pace, driving into her harder, deeper. She cried out, her body shaking as she came again, her juices coating his cock.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust into her one last time, his cock twitching as he came, his cum filling her. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.
They lay there, their bodies tangled together, their hearts beating in sync. They didn’t need words, their bodies had said it all. It was a passionate encounter, one that they would remember for a long time.
