In the heart of New Delhi, a woman with raven black hair and a full, voluptuous figure found herself alone in her apartment for the evening. She was a woman of striking beauty, with a thick, luscious body that commanded attention. As she stood there, nude, in front of her bedroom mirror, she couldn’t help but admire her own reflection.
She ran her fingers through her hair, letting it cascade down her back, before reaching down to touch herself. She closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as she felt her own body, imagining the touch of another.
As if on cue, there was a knock at the door. She opened it to find a man, tall and handsome, with dark skin and piercing eyes. He was a longtime friend, but tonight something felt different between them.
“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” he said, his voice low and husky. She could feel the heat radiating off his body as he stepped closer to her.
Without a word, she took his hand and led him to her bedroom. They stood there, facing each other, for a moment, before he reached out and pulled her close.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. His hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves and eliciting soft moans from her lips.
He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling at her earlobes and making her shiver with pleasure. His fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them until she was gasping for breath.
She reached down to touch him, feeling his hard length through his pants. He growled, grabbing her hand and pressing it harder against him.
“Not yet,” he said, his voice strained. “I want to taste you first.”
He knelt down in front of her, his eyes never leaving hers as he slowly pulled her thighs apart. She gasped as his tongue found her clit, licking and sucking at it with abandon.
She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as he brought her to the brink of orgasm. Just as she was about to come, he pulled away, a wicked grin on his face.
“Please,” she begged, her voice hoarse. “I need you inside me.”
He stood up, stripping off his clothes as she watched, her eyes wide with desire. He was huge, his cock standing at attention as he approached her.
He entered her slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully seated inside her. She moaned, her nails digging into his back as he started to move.
He thrust into her again and again, each stroke harder and deeper than the last. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer as she matched his rhythm.
Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, their moans and gasps filling the room. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her orgasm building deep within her.
With one final thrust, she came hard, her body shaking with pleasure. He followed soon after, filling her with his hot seed.
They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined.
“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“Neither have I,” he replied, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin.
They lay there, wrapped up in each other, for what felt like hours. And as the night wore on, they whispered sweet nothings into each other’s ears, promising to explore each other’s bodies again and again.
