In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and an hourglass figure stood in front of the full-length mirror, her eyes tracing the curves of her own body. She was an Indian babe, with caramel skin that glowed in the soft light, and a thick, voluptuous form that was both powerful and alluring. She ran her hands over her full hips, her soft stomach, and up to her heavy breasts, her fingers lingering on her dark nipples that were already hard with desire. She turned to the side, admiring the way her round ass filled out her thong, the thick curve of her back leading down to the small of her waist. She bit her lip, feeling a shiver of anticipation run down her spine as she thought of the man who would be joining her tonight.
Ravi was a tall, muscular man with dark hair and piercing brown eyes. He was a man who knew what he wanted and wasn’t afraid to take it. And what he wanted was her. She had met him at a bar last week, and they had shared a passionate kiss that had left her breathless and wanting more. She had given him her number, and they had been texting all week, the sexual tension between them growing with each message. And now, finally, they were going to be alone together.
She heard the front door open and close, and her heart began to race. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come. She heard footsteps in the hallway, and then he was there, standing in the doorway, his eyes devouring her body.
“You look amazing,” he said, his voice low and husky.
She smiled, feeling a thrill of excitement run through her. “I’m glad you think so,” she said, turning to face him fully.
He crossed the room in two strides, pulling her into his arms and crushing his lips to hers. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, and she moaned as his tongue delved into her mouth, exploring every inch of it. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, squeezing her ass, and she could feel herself growing wet with desire.
He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. She tilted her head back, giving him better access, and moaned as he reached her breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking hard. She could feel the pleasure shooting straight to her core, and she writhed against him, wanting more.
He slid his hand down her body, slipping it into her thong and finding her wet and ready for him. She gasped as he slid a finger inside her, then another, fucking her slowly as he continued to suck and bite at her nipples. She could feel herself building towards an orgasm, and she moaned louder, wanting him to take her over the edge.
But he had other plans. He pulled his fingers out of her, and she whimpered in protest. He grinned wickedly, and then he was on his knees, his face buried between her thighs. She gasped as his tongue found her clit, licking and sucking at it with expert precision. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to an orgasm, and she threaded her fingers through his hair, holding him in place as she rode his face.
Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. She came hard, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. He didn’t let up, continuing to lick and suck at her clit as she rode out her pleasure. She moaned louder, her hips bucking as she came again and again.
When she was spent, he stood up, his lips glistening with her juices. She reached for his pants, undoing them and freeing his hard cock. She stroked it, feeling it twitch in her hand. He groaned, his head falling back as she jacked him off. She leaned in, taking the head of his cock into her mouth and sucking hard. He growled, his hands
fisting in her hair as she took him deeper, her lips stretching wide around his girth. She could feel him getting closer to an orgasm, and she moaned, wanting to taste him.
But he had other plans. He pulled out of her mouth, lifting her up and carrying her to the bed. He laid her down, spreading her legs wide and positioning himself between them. She looked up at him, her eyes full of desire and need. He smiled, and then he was inside her, filling her completely.
He began to move, slowly at first, then faster and harder as they both grew closer to an orgasm. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he fucked her. She could feel another orgasm building, and she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her.
He groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he reached his own orgasm. She could feel him pulsing inside her, filling her with his cum. She came again, her orgasm triggered by the feel of him coming inside her.
They collapsed, spent and satisfied, their bodies slick with sweat. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with affection. He smiled down at her, his thumb brushing her cheek.
“I’ll see you next week,” he said, and then he was gone, leaving her alone in the room, her body still humming with pleasure.
