The full moon cast its soft glow upon the Indian countryside, illuminating the small cottage nestled among the fields of tall, whispering grass. Inside, the room was dimly lit by a single oil lamp, casting flickering shadows across the walls. Lying on the bed, her black hair splayed out across the pillow, was a woman – a young Indian babe, her body a testament to the beauty of her people.
Her name was Priya, a woman of 22 years, with curves in all the right places. Her smooth, caramel-colored skin glistened in the lamplight as she lay there, naked and waiting. She had been waiting for what seemed like hours, her heart pounding in her chest with anticipation.
The door to the cottage creaked open, and in walked a figure, silhouetted in the moonlight. He was a man, tall and strong, his features hidden in the darkness. He closed the door behind him, and as he turned towards the bed, the lamplight revealed his face.
It was Arjun, Priya’s lover, a man of 25 years with a ruggedly handsome face and piercing dark eyes. A small scar ran down his left cheek, a memento from his days as a soldier. He was dressed in a simple white dhoti, belted at the waist, which did little to conceal his arousal.
Priya’s breath hitched in her throat as she took in the sight of him. She had been dreaming of this moment all day, her body aching for his touch. She rose up on her elbows, her full breasts jiggling with the movement, and gave him a seductive smile.
Arjun’s eyes locked onto hers, and he felt his heart quicken. He had been away for weeks, fighting in a distant war, and he had longed for the touch of his beloved Priya. He crossed the room in two strides, and as he reached the bed, he leaned down and captured her lips in a passionate kiss.
Their tongues danced together, tasting and exploring, as their hands roamed over each other’s bodies. Arjun’s fingers traced the curve of Priya’s breast, feeling her nipple harden beneath his touch. She moaned softly into his mouth, her body arching towards him.
Arjun broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down Priya’s neck, nibbling and licking at the sensitive skin. She gasped and shivered beneath him, her hands clutching at his shoulders. He continued his descent, his lips finding the firm peak of her breast. He swirled his tongue around the areola, teasing and tantalizing, before taking the whole nipple into his mouth and sucking gently.
Priya cried out, her back arching off the bed as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. She had always been sensitive there, and Arjun knew just how to touch her to drive her wild. He continued to lavish attention on her breasts, switching between them, as his hand drifted lower, towards the apex of her thighs.
His fingers found her wet and ready, and he slipped one inside her, feeling her tight muscles clench around him. She was so hot and wet, and he couldn’t wait any longer. He removed his finger and positioned himself at her entrance, his thick cock poised to plunge into her depths.
Priya looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire, and whispered, “Take me, Arjun. I’m yours.”
With a low growl, Arjun thrust into her, filling her completely. She cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he began to move inside her. His pace was slow and steady at first, but soon he was pounding into her, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm as old as time.
Their moans and cries filled the room, mingling with the sound of their bodies coming together. Priya wrapped her legs around Arjun’s waist, pulling him deeper inside her, as she felt her orgasm building. It was “`python a wave, starting at her core and radiating outwards, until she was crying out his name, her body shaking with the force of her release.
Arjun felt Priya’s muscles clench around him, and it was all he could take. With a final thrust, he emptied himself inside her, filling her with his seed. He collapsed onto her, his heart pounding in his chest, as they both struggled to catch their breath.
They lay there for a long moment, their bodies slick with sweat, as they came down from their shared high. Arjun rolled off Priya, pulling her close and wrapping his arms around her. She snuggled into his chest, her head resting on his shoulder, as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined.
As the first light of dawn crept through the window, the two lovers lay there, still wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies spent and satisfied. They had shared a night of passion, a night that would stay with them forever. And as they slept, the whispering grasses outside seemed to sing a song of love, a song that would carry them through the days and weeks to come. “`
