The Temptation of the Exotic Beauty

In the dimly lit room, a woman with thick, black hair and caramel skin stood before a full-length mirror. Her eyes were closed as she let her fingers trace the curves of her body. She was a voluptuous Indian beauty, with full hips and breasts that begged to be touched. Her back was towards the door, unaware of the man who had entered the room.

He was a tall, muscular white man with a rugged jawline and piercing blue eyes. He had always had a weakness for exotic beauties, and this woman was no exception. He watched as she slowly ran her hands over her body, her fingers lingering on her nipples. He felt his cock stir in his pants as he imagined what it would be like to touch her, to taste her.

He approached her slowly, not wanting to startle her. He came up behind her, his chest pressing against her back. She opened her eyes and looked at him in the mirror, a small smile playing on her lips. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than willing to give it to him.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close. He leaned down and kissed her neck, feeling her shiver in his arms. His hands moved up to her breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples with his thumbs. She moaned softly, her head falling back against his shoulder.

He continued to kiss her neck and shoulder, making his way down to her breasts. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. She arched her back, pressing her breasts further into his mouth.

He moved his hands down to her hips, pulling her ass towards him. He ground his cock against her, feeling her wetness through their clothes. She moaned louder, her hands reaching back to grip his hips.

He pulled her pants down, revealing her bare ass. He ran his hands over her smooth skin, admiring her curves. He leaned down and kissed her ass, making her moan even louder.

He stood up and turned her around, his eyes taking in her naked body. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

He picked her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. He knelt between her legs, spreading them wide. He leaned down and kissed her inner thigh, making her squirm with anticipation.

He ran his tongue up her slit, tasting her wetness. She moaned loudly, her hands reaching down to grip his hair. He sucked on her clit, making her moan even louder.

He slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her tightness. He added a second finger, stretching her out. She moaned and writhed beneath him, her hips bucking up to meet his fingers.

He added a third finger, curling them up to hit her G-spot. She screamed out in pleasure, her orgasm washing over her. He continued to finger her, drawing out her pleasure.

He pulled his fingers out and knelt between her legs. He wrapped his hand around his cock, rubbing the tip against her wetness. She moaned, her hips bucking up to meet him.

He pushed inside of her, feeling her tightness. He paused for a moment, allowing her to adjust to his size. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside of her.

He started to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. She moaned, her nails digging into his back. He leaned down and kissed her, their tongues dancing together.

He moved his hips in a circular motion, hitting her G-spot. She moaned louder, her orgasm building up again. He increased his pace, fucking her harder and deeper.

She screamed out as she came, her orgasm ripping through her. He continued to thrust, chasing his own orgasm. He moaned as he came, his cum filling her up.

He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting heavily. They kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths.

They lay there, their bodies intertwined, as they caught their breath. They knew that this was just the beginning of their lovemaking, and they were both eager for more.

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