Whispers in the Night

It was a humid summer night in the bustling city of Mumbai. The air was thick and heavy, and the streets were alive with the sounds of honking cars and shouting vendors. But inside the small apartment on the fifth floor of a worn-down building, a different kind of energy was building.

The woman stood in front of the full-length mirror, running her fingers through her long, thick black hair. She was completely naked, her curves and curves on full display. Her name was Priya, and she was a stunning Indian beauty in her late twenties. She had a thick, curvy figure, with full breasts and hips, and her smooth, olive skin glowed in the dim light of the room.

Priya heard a soft knock at the door, and her heart skipped a beat. She knew who it was – her lover, Aarav. He was a tall, handsome man with piercing brown eyes and a muscular build. He was also Indian, but his family was from the north, while Priya’s was from the south. They had met at a party a few months ago, and it was love at first sight.

Priya walked over to the door and opened it, revealing Aarav in all his glory. He was wearing only a pair of low-slung pajama pants, and his toned chest and abs were on full display. He looked at Priya, his eyes raking over her naked body, and he let out a low growl.

“You are so beautiful, Priya,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

Priya smiled and pulled him inside, closing the door behind him. They didn’t say another word as they fell onto the bed, their bodies entwined.

Aarav started by kissing Priya’s neck, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire on her skin. He worked his way down to her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking on it hard. Priya moaned and arched her back, her hands reaching for Aarav’s hair.

Aarav continued to worship Priya’s body, his hands and mouth exploring every inch of her. He licked and nibbled on her inner thighs, making her squirm with pleasure. And then, finally, he reached her pussy. He licked her slit, tasting her juices, and then plunged his tongue inside her.

Priya cried out, her back bowing off the bed. Aarav licked and sucked on her clit, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. And then, just as she was about to cum, he stopped.

Priya looked at him, her eyes pleading. “Please, Aarav,” she begged. “Don’t stop.”

Aarav grinned and positioned himself between her legs. He rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, teasing her. And then, with one swift thrust, he entered her.

Priya gasped as Aarav filled her. He started to move, slowly at first, but then faster and harder. Priya met his thrusts, their bodies slapping together.

“Yes, Aarav,” Priya moaned. “Fuck me harder.”

Aarav did as he was told, pounding into her. Priya felt the familiar stirrings of her orgasm, and she let out a loud cry as she came. Aarav followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum.

They lay there, panting and spent, for a few minutes. And then, Aarav rolled off Priya and pulled her close.

“I love you, Priya,” he whispered in her ear.

Priya smiled and wrapped her arms around him. “I love you too, Aarav,” she said.

And with that, they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined.

The end.

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