In the dimly-lit room, a woman with raven black hair stood with her back facing the entrance. Her silky hair cascaded down to her waist, obscuring the curves of her luscious body. She stood there, nude, like a goddess waiting to be worshipped. The room was filled with the scent of incense, masking any lingering remnants of the outside world.
The woman heard the door creak open and footsteps approaching her. She didn’t turn around, but instead, swayed her hips gently, letting the anticipation build. The man who entered the room couldn’t help but stare at the Indian beauty before him. She was a sight to behold, with curves in all the right places, and an ass that could make any man weak in the knees.
He walked up to her, wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. She let out a soft moan as he pressed his lips against her neck, trailing kisses down to her shoulders. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts, tweaking her nipples, feeling her body respond to his touch.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
He turned her around, looking into her dark eyes, seeing the fire burning within. He leaned in, capturing her lips with his, his tongue exploring her mouth, tasting her sweetness. She responded eagerly, her tongue dancing with his, her body pressing against his.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down to her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently. She gasped, her back arching as he continued to lavish attention on her breasts. He then moved down further, his lips finding her wet and waiting pussy.
He licked her slit, tasting her juices, before plunging his tongue into her hole. She moaned, her hands reaching down to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. He licked and sucked her clit, feeling her body tremble with pleasure. He slid a finger into her pussy, feeling her walls clench around him.
“Fuck me,” she begged, her voice filled with desire.
He stood up, positioning himself behind her. He slid his cock into her pussy, feeling her warmth envelop him. He started thrusting, slow at first, building up speed. She pushed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“Yes, yes,” she moaned, her voice filled with pleasure.
He reached around, cupping her breasts, tweaking her nipples as he continued to thrust into her. She reached down, rubbing her clit as he fucked her. The sound of their bodies slapping against each other filled the room, along with their moans and gasps of pleasure.
He felt her body tense, her pussy clenching around his cock as she reached her climax. He continued to thrust, drawing out her pleasure as she came down from her high. He then pulled out, turning her around.
He lifted her up, positioning her on the edge of the bed. He slid his cock back into her pussy, watching as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He started thrusting again, watching as her breasts bounced with each movement.
“Harder, harder,” she begged, her voice filled with desire.
He complied, thrusting harder and faster, feeling her body tremble with pleasure. He could feel his own climax building, his balls tightening.
“I’m going to cum,” he warned, his voice filled with desire.
“Inside me, cum inside me,” she begged, her voice filled with desire.
He thrust a few more times before he felt himself reach his climax, his hot seed filling her pussy. He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and gasping for breath.
They lay there, tangled in each other’s arms, their bodies slick with sweat. The room was filled with the scent of sex, a reminder of their passionate lovemaking.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her voice filled with satisfaction.
He couldn’t agree more.
