Radhika, a stunningly beautiful Indian woman with a thick, voluptuous figure and long, raven black hair, lay naked on her bed, her back facing the door. Her smooth, caramel-colored skin glowed in the soft light of her bedroom, and her curves beckoned invitingly. She was a sight to behold, a true Indian babe.
She heard the door creak open, and the sound of footsteps approaching her. She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was – it was Ravi, her longtime friend and occasional lover. She could feel his gaze on her, taking in every inch of her exposed flesh.
Ravi approached Radhika, his eyes fixed on her curves. He couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. He needed to have her. He climbed onto the bed and straddled her, his hard cock pressing against her soft ass.
Radhika let out a soft moan as she felt Ravi’s cock against her. She missed this, the feeling of his body on top of hers, the weight of him pressing her into the mattress. She missed the way he made her feel, desired and wanted.
Ravi leaned down and pressed his lips to Radhika’s neck, nibbling and licking at her sensitive skin. She arched her back, pressing her ass against him, encouraging him to continue. He trailed his lips down to her shoulders, his hands roaming over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.
Radhika let out a soft gasp as Ravi’s hands explored her body. She reached behind her, grasping for his cock, guiding it to her wet, waiting pussy. Ravi entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight warmth surrounding him.
He began to thrust, each stroke pushing Radhika closer to the edge. She moaned, her voice hoarse with pleasure. She reached down, her fingers finding her clit, and began to rub in time with Ravi’s thrusts.
The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, along with Radhika’s moans and gasps. Ravi’s thrusts grew faster, harder, and Radhika could feel herself on the brink of orgasm.
“Yes, Ravi, yes,” she cried out, her voice filled with pleasure. “Harder, harder!”
Ravi obliged, his thrusts becoming more frenzied as Radhika’s moans grew louder. She could feel herself about to cum, the pleasure building inside her until it was almost unbearable.
“Oh, Ravi, I’m going to cum,” she gasped, her voice filled with desperation.
And with that, she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Ravi followed soon after, his own release taking him by surprise.
They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies slick with sweat. Radhika turned to face Ravi, a satisfied smile on her lips.
“Welcome back, Ravi,” she whispered, her voice filled with warmth.
And with that, they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined in a post-coital embrace.
