The Temptation of the Indian Goddess

In the dimly lit room, a woman stood with her back facing the entrance. Her long, black hair cascaded down her shoulders, reaching the middle of her bare back. She was nude, her curvaceous figure on full display. The woman was thick, with wide hips and full breasts that complemented her hourglass shape. Her Indian heritage was evident in her dark skin and almond-shaped eyes. She was a goddess, a seductress, and she knew it.

He watched her from the doorway, his breath hitching in his throat. He had wanted her from the moment he laid eyes on her, and now, here she was, in all her glory. He swallowed hard, trying to calm his racing heart. He took a step forward, and she turned to face him, her eyes meeting his.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice sultry and seductive.

He took another step forward, closing the distance between them. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek. She closed her eyes, leaning into his touch. He leaned down, his lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss.

Their tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. She moaned into his mouth, her body pressing against his.

He broke the kiss, trailing his lips down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, eliciting a gasp from her. He made his way down her body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

He reached her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking on it. She arched her back, her hands reaching for his head. He switched to the other breast, giving it the same attention.

He continued his descent, his lips reaching her navel. He swirled his tongue around it, causing her to giggle. He looked up at her, smiling.

“You have a beautiful body,” he said, his voice husky.

She blushed, looking away. He continued his journey downward, his lips reaching her mound. He spread her legs apart, his tongue darting out to taste her.

She tasted sweet, like honey. He licked and sucked on her clit, causing her to moan loudly. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness. He added another finger, fucking her with them.

She was close, her moans becoming louder and more frequent. He quickened his pace, his tongue and fingers working in tandem. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her.

He stood up, his cock hard and ready. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure. He positioned himself at her entrance, his tip teasing her.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice needy.

He thrust into her, filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. He began to move, his hips thrusting in and out.

They moved together, their bodies becoming one. He reached around, grabbing her ass and squeezing it. She moaned, her nails digging into his back.

He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it, causing her to moan louder. She was close again, her muscles clenching around his cock.

He quickened his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. She cried out, her orgasm taking over her body. He followed soon after, his cum filling her.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies spent. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.

“I want more,” she whispered, her voice sleepy.

He chuckled, kissing the top of her head.

“We have all night,” he replied, his voice filled with promise.

And they did, exploring each other’s bodies and boundaries. It was a night of passion and pleasure, one that they would never forget.

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