In the stillness of the night, the city’s hum seemed to fade away, replaced by the sounds of passion emanating from the apartment of Preeti and Ravi. Preeti, a nude, thick Indian woman with black hair, found herself standing in front of the floor-length window, her silhouette framed by the cityscape beyond. Ravi, her lover, admired her from behind, his hands exploring her luscious curves.
“Preeti, you are so beautiful,” Ravi murmured, his breath warm against her shoulder. She leaned back into him, her curves fitting perfectly against his strong body.
“I want you, Ravi,” Preeti whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Ravi didn’t need any further encouragement. He began to kiss her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire as they moved down to her shoulders. Preeti let out a soft moan as his hands found her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples into hard peaks.
The foreplay was intense and deliberate. Ravi’s mouth found Preeti’s, his tongue exploring hers in a dance as old as time. Preeti responded eagerly, her hands running through his hair as she pulled him closer.
Ravi’s hands continued to roam Preeti’s body, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin that sent shivers down her spine. He knelt behind her, his mouth finding her ass, his tongue tracing a line down the crack. Preeti gasped as he reached her pussy, his tongue delving inside her.
“Oh, Ravi,” Preeti moaned, her legs trembling as his tongue explored her folds.
Ravi didn’t stop there. He stood up, his cock hard and ready. He guided it to Preeti’s pussy, slowly pushing inside her. Preeti let out a low moan as he filled her, her muscles clenching around him.
Ravi began to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate. Preeti matched his rhythm, her hips moving in time with his. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with their moans and gasps.
Ravi reached around, his fingers finding Preeti’s clit. He began to rub it in circles, his touch sending Preeti over the edge. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her in waves.
Ravi wasn’t far behind. With a few more thrusts, he came, his cum filling Preeti’s pussy.
They stood there, panting and spent, their bodies glistening with sweat. Preeti turned around, her arms wrapping around Ravi’s neck as they kissed.
“I love you, Ravi,” Preeti whispered.
“I love you too, Preeti,” Ravi replied, his hands running down her back.
As the night wore on, Preeti and Ravi lost themselves in each other, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time. And as the city slept below them, they whispered their love in the stillness of the night.
