It was a warm summer evening, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine. The woman, Sarita, stood at her bedroom window, her long black hair cascading down her bare back. She was nude, her curves on full display, her thick Indian body a testament to her heritage.
She felt a shiver run down her spine as she heard a soft knock at the door. She turned to see Ravi, her lover, standing in the doorway. He was a tall, handsome man, with dark skin and piercing eyes. He was also nude, his cock already hard with anticipation.
Sarita smiled and walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her body against his. They kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths, their hands roaming over each other’s bodies.
Ravi’s hands found Sarita’s breasts, and he cupped them, his thumbs brush over her nipples. Sarita moaned, her body arching into his touch. Ravi broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down Sarita’s neck, nibbling on her earlobe and making her shiver.
He continued down, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire on her skin. He reached her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking on it, causing Sarita to gasp and moan. He switched to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment.
Sarita’s hands were now in Ravi’s hair, pulling him closer to her. She was lost in the sensation, her body on fire. Ravi’s hand traveled down her body, and he started to rub her clit. Sarita moaned louder, her body shaking with pleasure.
Ravi then moved his hand, and he inserted two fingers into Sarita’s pussy, causing her to moan even louder. He started to finger her, his fingers moving in and out of her pussy, his thumb still rubbing her clit.
Sarita was close to orgasming, and she could feel it building up inside of her. Ravi could sense it too, and he quickened his pace. Sarita’s moans turned into cries of pleasure, and she finally came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Ravi then removed his fingers from her pussy, and he inserted his cock into her. Sarita moaned as she felt him enter her, her body still sensitive from her orgasm. Ravi started to thrust, his pace slow at first, but then he picked up the pace.
Sarita’s moans filled the room, and she begged for more. Ravi gave it to her, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Sarita’s body was on fire again, and she could feel another orgasm building up inside of her.
Ravi could sense it too, and he thrust harder, causing Sarita to cry out in pleasure. She finally came again, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Ravi followed soon after, filling Sarita with his cum.
They both collapsed onto the bed, their bodies spent. They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their breathing heavy. Sarita turned to Ravi and smiled.
“I love you,” she whispered.
“I love you too,” Ravi replied, his voice husky.
And with that, they drifted off to sleep, their bodies sated and their hearts full.
