In the dimly lit room, the air hung heavy with anticipation. A thick, Indian woman with raven black hair stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the moonlight. She was a vision of beauty, her curves accentuated by the soft glow. She was an Indian babe, a goddess, and she was all mine.
I approached her slowly, my eyes locked on her curves. I could see the goosebumps rising on her skin as I traced my fingers down her arm. She turned to face me, her eyes filled with desire. I leaned in, my lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together, the fire between us growing with each passing moment.
I ran my hands down her body, cupping her full breasts and teasing her nipples until they were hard. She moaned into my mouth, her hands wandering down my chest and fumbling with the buttons on my shirt. She pushed it off my shoulders, her lips never leaving mine.
She broke the kiss, her lips trailing down my neck and nibbling on my earlobes. I shivered with pleasure, my hands wandering down her body until I reached the hem of her dress. I pulled it up, revealing her thick thighs and the lacy panties she wore.
I knelt down, my lips meeting the soft skin of her inner thigh. She gasped as I kissed and licked my way up to her panties. I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, her scent driving me wild. I pulled her panties to the side, my tongue making contact with her clit.
She moaned loudly, her hands tangling in my hair as I licked and sucked on her clit. I slipped a finger inside her, her pussy wet and ready for me. I added a second finger, fucking her with my hand as I continued to lick her clit.
She was close, her moans growing louder and more urgent. I curled my fingers, hitting her G-spot and sending her over the edge. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her in waves.
I stood up, my lips meeting hers again in a deep kiss. She could taste herself on my lips, her hands wandering down to my pants and rubbing my cock through the fabric. She undid my pants, her hand wrapping around my hard cock.
I moaned as she stroked me, my hands wandering down to her ass and squeezing her cheeks. She turned around, her ass pressing against my cock. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes filled with desire.
I grabbed her hips, guiding my cock into her wet pussy. She moaned as I filled her, her pussy tight and hot. I started to fuck her, my hips slapping against her ass as I pounded into her.
She moaned louder, her pussy clenching around my cock as she came again. I could feel her juices running down my cock, her body trembling with pleasure.
I pulled out, my cock slick with her juices. She turned around, her lips meeting mine in a deep kiss. I picked her up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carried her to the bed.
I laid her down, my lips meeting her pussy again in a deep kiss. She moaned as I licked and sucked on her clit, her hands wandering down to my cock and stroking me.
I slipped a finger inside her, her pussy tight and hot. I added a second finger, fucking her with my hand as I continued to lick her clit. She moaned loudly, her body trembling with pleasure.
I could feel her getting close again, her moans growing louder and more urgent. I curled my fingers, hitting her G-spot and sending her over the edge. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her in waves.
I crawled up her body, my cock pressing against her pussy. She moaned as I entered her, her pussy tight and hot. I started to fuck her, my hips slapping against hers as I pounded into her.
She moaned louder, her pussy clenching around my cock as she came again. I could feel her juices running down my cock, her body trembling with pleasure.
I pulled out, my cock slick with her juices. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with desire. I stroked my cock, my cum spurting out and landing on her chest.
She moaned as I marked her, my cum mixing with her sweat. She was mine, and I was hers. We had just shared something special, something intimate.
We laid there, our bodies spent and sated. We didn’t need words, our bodies had spoken for us. We had just experienced something beautiful, something primal and raw.
And as I looked at her, my Indian goddess, my heart swelled with love. This was the start of something beautiful, something that would last a lifetime.
