It was a warm summer evening when I first met Rani, a stunningly beautiful Indian woman with thick curves and long, black hair. She was working as a bartender at a local club, and I couldn’t help but be captivated by her as she moved with grace and confidence behind the bar.
One night, after many flirtatious glances and playful banter, Rani surprised me by slipping me her number. I couldn’t believe it – this goddess wanted to see me outside of work. I waited a few days, building up the courage to call her, before finally dialing her number.
We agreed to meet at my place, and I spent the entire day cleaning and preparing for her arrival. When she finally knocked on my door, I was struck by her beauty once again. She wore a flowing red dress that accentuated her curves and a seductive smile that made my heart race.
We started the night with a glass of wine, chatting and getting to know each other better. As we talked, I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her. I leaned in, our eyes locked, and I knew she felt it too. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, our bodies pressed close together.
Rani led me to the bedroom, where she slowly began to undress. I watched in awe as she revealed her thick, toned body. She turned around, giving me a breathtaking view of her bare back and long, black hair. I couldn’t resist any longer – I had to have her.
We fell onto the bed, our bodies entwined in a tangle of passion. I trailed kisses down her neck and shoulders, savoring the taste of her skin. She moaned with pleasure as I made my way down to her full breasts, teasing her nipples with my tongue.
I continued my descent, kissing and licking my way down her body until I reached her thick thighs. I spread her legs apart, revealing her glistening pussy. I couldn’t wait any longer – I had to taste her.
I began to lick and suck on her clit, feeling her body tremble with pleasure. She reached down, grabbing a handful of my hair as she moaned and thrust her hips against my face. I slid a finger inside of her, feeling her wetness coat my hand.
Rani was ready for me now, and I couldn’t wait to be inside of her. I grabbed a condom and slipped it on, positioning myself above her. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer. I slid inside of her, feeling her warmth and wetness envelop me.
We moved together in a rhythm, our bodies becoming one. I thrust deeper and harder, feeling her pleasure build. She moaned and cried out, urging me to go faster and harder. I could feel myself getting close, and I knew she was too.
With one final thrust, we both reached our peak. I collapsed on top of her, our bodies slick with sweat and pleasure. We lay there for a moment, catching our breath and basking in the afterglow.
As we cuddled and whispered sweet nothings to each other, I knew that this was the start of something special. Rani was more than just a beautiful woman – she was my goddess, and I was hers. And I couldn’t wait to spend many more nights exploring each other’s bodies and souls.
