The Temptation of the Indian Goddess

In the dimly lit room, the air was thick with anticipation. The figure of a woman, her back turned to the door, stood in front of a large mirror. Her silhouette was framed by the window behind her, the soft moonlight illuminating her curves. She was a stunning Indian woman, her black hair cascading down her back in soft waves. Her skin was a rich, golden brown, and her body was full and voluptuous.

Raj, a young man of 25, had been admiring this woman from afar for weeks. He had seen her at the local market, where she sold spices and exotic teas. He had been drawn to her not just by her beauty, but also by her strength and independence. She was a successful businesswoman, and she carried herself with a quiet confidence that Raj found irresistible.

Tonight, he had finally gathered the courage to approach her. He had bought some of her spices, and as she was packing them for him, he had asked her if she would like to join him for a drink. To his surprise, she had agreed.

Now, as he stood in her room, watching her in the mirror, he felt his heart racing. She was even more beautiful up close. Her eyes were dark and intense, and her lips were full and inviting. He could see the curve of her breasts, and the soft roundness of her hips. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and it was making him dizzy with desire.

She turned to face him, and he saw that she was naked. Her body was even more magnificent than he had imagined. Her breasts were full and firm, and her nipples were dark and erect. Her stomach was flat and toned, and her hips flared out gently, leading down to her thick, luscious thighs.

He couldn’t help but stare. She smiled, and walked over to him. She took his hand and led him to the bed. They lay down together, and she started to kiss him. Her lips were soft and warm, and her tongue was playful and teasing. He could feel himself getting harder, and he knew that he wanted her.

She broke the kiss, and started to explore his body with her hands. She traced the outline of his muscles, and gently squeezed his ass. He moaned, and she took it as a sign to continue. She moved her hand down to his cock, and started to stroke it. He was already rock hard, and he could feel himself on the brink of explosion.

She stopped, and looked at him with a mischievous smile. She moved down his body, and took his cock in her mouth. She started to suck and lick, and he could feel himself losing control. He grabbed her head, and started to thrust his hips. She took it all, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer to the edge.

But she wasn’t done yet. She moved up his body, and straddled him. She guided his cock inside her, and started to ride him. He could feel her wetness, and it was driving him wild. She leaned down, and started to kiss him again. He could feel her breasts pressed against his chest, and he could feel her nipples hardening.

She started to ride him harder, and he could feel himself getting closer and closer. He knew he couldn’t hold on much longer. She must have felt it too, because she started to moan louder and louder. He could feel her tightening around him, and he knew he was about to cum.

He let go, and he could feel himself exploding inside her. She moaned even louder, and he could feel her shaking as she came too. They lay there for a moment, panting and sweating, their bodies still intertwined.

She rolled off him, and lay down next to him. They lay there for a while, not saying anything, just enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking. He knew that this was the start of something special, and he couldn’t wait to see what the future held for them.

The end.

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