In the dimly lit room, a woman stood in front of the full-length mirror, her black hair cascading down her back in thick waves. She was nude, her curves on full display. Her voluptuous figure was a testament to her Indian heritage, her dark skin glowing in the soft light.
She ran her hands over her body, feeling the softness of her own skin, the firmness of her breasts, the roundness of her hips. She closed her eyes and imagined the hands of another, strong and rough, caressing her in all the right places.
The door creaked open and she turned to see him, a tall and muscular man with a rugged beard and intense eyes. He was dressed in all black, his chiseled body a stark contrast to her softness. She felt a shiver run down her spine as he approached her, his eyes never leaving hers.
He reached out and traced a finger down her arm, sending a jolt of electricity through her body. She leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his chest, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss.
His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, and she moaned into his mouth. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking, leaving a trail of fire in his wake.
She reached down and stroked his hard cock through his pants, feeling it throb in her hand. He growled and picked her up, carrying her to the bed. He laid her down and pulled off his pants, revealing his thick, hard cock.
He crawled onto the bed, his eyes locked on hers as he positioned himself between her legs. She spread her legs wide, inviting him in. He entered her slowly, filling her completely. She cried out, her back arching off the bed as he began to thrust.
He fucked her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together, their moans and cries filling the room. He reached down and stroked her clit, sending her over the edge. She came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock.
He withdrew and flipped her over, pulling her onto her hands and knees. He entered her again, this time from behind. She pushed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. He reached around and stroked her clit again, sending her over the edge once more.
He pulled out and came on her back, his hot cum coating her skin. She collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied. He lay down beside her, his arm draped over her waist.
They lay there, their bodies glistening with sweat, their hearts pounding. The room was silent, save for their heavy breathing. She turned to him and smiled, her eyes shining with happiness.
He smiled back, his thumb tracing lazy circles on her hip. They fell asleep like that, wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined.
The end.
