In the dimly lit room, a thick, luscious figure moved with a grace that belied her size. She was an Indian woman, with long, black hair cascading down her back, and a body that could only be described as voluptuous. Her smooth, brown skin glowed in the soft light, and she moved with the confidence of a woman who knew she was desired.
She stood before a mirror, running her hands over her curves, her hips swaying gently as she examined herself. She was naked, and she reveled in the feeling of the cool air on her skin. She knew that she was a sight to behold, and she loved every inch of her body.
As she stood there, she heard a soft knock at the door. She turned, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and called out, “Come in.”
The door opened, and a man stepped inside. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He took in the sight of the woman before him, his gaze lingering on her curves, and he felt his body respond.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
“And I’ve been thinking about you,” she replied, her voice sultry and seductive.
She moved towards him, her hips swaying hypnotically, and he felt himself drawn to her. She reached out, running her hands over his chest, and he groaned, his hands reaching out to pull her close.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. He ran his hands over her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples, while she moaned into his mouth.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking as he went. She tilted her head back, her eyes closed in pleasure, as he made his way down to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting gently, while he continued to tease the other with his fingers.
She gasped, her hands reaching out to tangle in his hair, as he continued to worship her body. He moved lower, his tongue tracing a path down her stomach, before he reached her wet, eager pussy.
He looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire, as he licked his lips. “You taste so good,” he said, before he dove in, his tongue delving into her folds.
She cried out, her hips bucking as he licked and sucked at her clit. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him, and she moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy.
He continued to work her, his fingers and tongue driving her higher and higher, until she was on the brink of orgasm. She looked down at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure, as she came, her juices flowing over his fingers.
He stood, his cock hard and ready, as she caught her breath. He kissed her, letting her taste herself on his lips, before he positioned himself at her entrance.
He slid inside her, inch by inch, until he was fully seated. She gasped, her nails digging into his back, as he began to move.
He thrust in and out, their bodies slapping together as they lost themselves in the rhythm of their lovemaking. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper, as they both reached for their release.
He came first, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed. She followed soon after, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat, as they caught their breath.
“I’ll never get enough of you,” he said, as he kissed her forehead.
“And I’ll never get enough of you,” she replied, as she snuggled closer.
They fell asleep, their bodies entwined, as the night wore on.
The End.
