In the dimly lit room, a woman with raven black hair and a curvaceous figure stood facing away from the man who had just entered. She was completely nude, her voluptuous body on display for his eyes only. Her thick, Indian heritage was evident in her curves and the rich, olive tone of her skin. She was an Indian babe, a goddess, and he was about to worship at her altar.
He approached her slowly, taking in every inch of her luscious form. He started with her long, black hair that cascaded down her back, the ends brushing against the curve of her round, firm ass. He traced a finger down her spine, causing her to shiver in anticipation. He reached her hips, his hands gripping them tightly as he pulled her closer to him.
Their bodies pressed together, his arousal evident against the smoothness of her ass. She tilted her head back, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths. He reached around, cupping her breasts in his hands, teasing her nipples with his fingers. She moaned into his mouth, her body pressing back against him.
He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe before moving lower. He kissed and licked her shoulders, making his way down to her breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue before switching to the other. She arched her back, pressing her breasts further into his mouth.
He moved his hands down her body, caressing her curves as he went. He reached her hips, his fingers tracing the lines of her ass before delving between her legs. She was wet, ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her muscles clench around him. She moaned, her body moving in time with his finger.
He added a second finger, stretching her open as he prepared her for what was to come. He moved his fingers in and out, building up a rhythm that had her moaning and panting. She begged for more, her voice husky with desire.
He removed his fingers, replacing them with his cock. He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight heat surrounding him. She pushed back against him, taking him deeper. He began to move, his hips thrusting in time with hers.
The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with her moans and his grunts of pleasure. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in time with his thrusts, feeling her muscles tense around him as she approached her climax.
She came with a cry, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. He continued to thrust, drawing out her orgasm as long as possible. He followed her over the edge, his own climax crashing over him as he emptied himself inside her.
They stood there, panting and spent, as their breathing slowly returned to normal. He pulled out of her, his cock still semi-hard. She turned to face him, her lips curling up in a satisfied smile. He returned her smile, his hands reaching out to caress her face.
They stood there for a moment, lost in each other’s eyes, before collapsing onto the bed. Their bodies tangled together as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies sated and their minds at peace.
The end.
