In the dimly lit room, a woman with thick, black hair as dark as the night sky stood in front of the full-length mirror. She was completely nude, her curves and silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of the lone lamp in the corner. Her name was Priya, a young Indian woman with caramel-colored skin that glowed in the low light. She was the epitome of exotic beauty, with full breasts, a tiny waist, and wide childbearing hips. Her long, wavy hair cascaded down her back, the ends brushing against her round, firm ass.
Priya ran her hands over her body, feeling the warmth of her own skin beneath her fingertips. She closed her eyes, imagining the touch of another. She had been without a man for far too long, her body craving the touch of a strong, dominant man. She let out a soft sigh, her breath hot against her own skin.
Just then, there was a soft knock at the door. Priya’s heart raced in her chest as she quickly wrapped a silk robe around her body, tying it tightly at the waist. She walked over to the door, her hips swaying gently with each step. She opened the door, revealing a tall, handsome man standing in the hallway.
His name was Ravi, a man of Indian descent, but with lighter skin and green eyes that seemed to pierce through her very soul. He was dressed in a crisp suit, his dark hair slicked back from his face. Priya’s breath hitched in her throat as she took in his appearance. He was the embodiment of everything she had been fantasizing about.
“Ravi,” Priya whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Priya,” he replied, his voice deep and smooth. He stepped closer to her, his eyes locked onto hers. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
Priya’s heart raced as she felt her body respond to his words. She reached up, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. He leaned into her touch, his eyes closing for a brief moment.
“I’ve been thinking about you too,” Priya admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ravi’s hand came up, cupping her cheek gently. He leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a soft, gentle kiss. Priya’s body trembled at the contact, her lips parting slightly as she deepened the kiss.
Ravi’s tongue slipped into her mouth, exploring and tasting every inch of her. Priya moaned, her hands coming up to tangle in his hair. She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock pressing against her hip.
Ravi’s hands began to roam, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist before slipping beneath the silk robe. He cupped her breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple. Priya gasped, her body arching into his touch.
Ravi’s lips left hers, trailing down her neck as he kissed and nibbled at her sensitive skin. Priya’s head fell back, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She could feel herself growing wetter with each passing moment, her body craving more and more of his touch.
Ravi’s fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them gently. Priya cried out, her body trembling with pleasure. She could feel her clit throbbing, begging for attention.
“Please,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ravi’s lips curved into a smirk as he slowly lowered himself to his knees. He pushed the silk robe aside, exposing her damp, glistening pussy. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her.
Priya cried out, her hands coming up to tangle in his hair as she held him to her. She could feel his tongue exploring every inch of her, tasting her juices and driving her wild with pleasure.
Ravi’s fingers joined in, slipping inside of her as he fucked her with his fingers. Priya’s body trembled, her hips bucking as she rode his fingers. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her orgasm building deep within her.
With one final thrust of his fingers, Priya came undone. She screamed out, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Ravi didn’t stop, his tongue and fingers continuing to work her until she was begging for mercy.
Finally, Priya collapsed back onto the bed, her body spent and sated. Ravi stood up, his lips curving into a “`sql
