In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair stood facing away from the door, her silhouette framed in the warm glow of the setting sun streaming through the window. She was completely nude, her lush curves and toned muscles on full display. Her thick hair cascaded down her back, the ends gently brushing against the smooth skin of her lower back. She was the picture of Indian beauty and sensuality.
He entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to her. He had been anticipating this moment all day, his desire for her growing stronger with each passing hour. He slowly approached her, his footsteps quiet on the plush carpet. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him. She leaned back into him, her body fitting perfectly against his.
They stood there for a moment, simply enjoying the feel of each other’s bodies. He kissed the side of her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire on her skin. She tilted her head to the side, giving him better access. He took advantage, his tongue darting out to taste her. She moaned softly, her body shivering in his arms.
He slowly made his way down her body, his lips and tongue exploring every inch of her. He kissed and licked her shoulders, her back, her hips. She reached back, her fingers tangling in his hair as he worshipped her body.
He knelt down behind her, his hands caressing her ass. He spread her cheeks apart, his tongue darting out to taste her. She gasped, her body trembling as he licked and sucked on her. He explored her thoroughly, his tongue delving into her most intimate places. She moaned loudly, her body moving in time with his tongue.
He stood up, his body pressed against hers. He reached around her, his fingers finding her clit. He started to rub her, his fingers moving in slow circles. She moaned, her body moving against his. He increased the pressure, his fingers moving faster and faster. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her.
He turned her around, his lips finding hers. They kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. He lifted her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently.
He knelt between her legs, his cock pressed against her wet pussy. He looked into her eyes, seeing the desire and need in them. He slowly entered her, her tight pussy gripping him tightly. She moaned, her body moving in time with his.
He started to thrust, his hips moving back and forth. She moaned louder, her fingers digging into his back. He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. She cried out, her orgasm ripping through her. He followed soon after, his cock pulsing deep inside of her.
They lay there, their bodies tangled together. He kissed the top of her head, his hand gently stroking her hair. She looked up at him, a small smile on her face. They didn’t need words, their bodies had spoken for them.
The sun had set, the room now bathed in the soft glow of the lamps. They lay there, their bodies still entwined. The sensual ritual was complete, their desire for each other sated, for now.
