It was a warm summer evening, and the air was thick with the scent of jasmine and frangipani. In the dim light of the room, a woman lay on the bed, her body a vision of perfection. She was an Indian beauty, with raven hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves, and eyes as dark and deep as the night sky. Her skin was the color of honey, glowing in the soft glow of the lanterns. She was completely naked, her body on display for the world to see. Her breasts were full and firm, tipped with dark nipples that were already hard with desire. Her stomach was flat and toned, leading down to a patch of dark curls that guarded the entrance to her womanhood.
The woman was none other than Sita, the goddess of fertility and desire. She was known throughout the land for her beauty and her insatiable appetite for pleasure. Tonight, she was in the mood for something different. She wanted to be taken, to be possessed by a man who could handle her desires and her body.
As if on cue, there was a knock at the door. Sita’s heart raced as she heard the sound of footsteps approaching. The door opened, and in walked a man, his body lean and muscular, his eyes filled with desire. He was Rama, the warrior king, and he had come to claim Sita as his own.
Rama approached the bed, his eyes locked onto Sita’s. He could see the desire in her eyes, and it only served to fuel his own. He reached out, his fingers tracing a line from Sita’s collarbone down to her breast. She shivered at his touch, her nipples hardening even more.
Rama leaned down, his lips meeting Sita’s in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring each other’s mouths. Rama’s hands roamed over Sita’s body, caressing her breasts and her stomach. Sita moaned, her body responding to Rama’s touch.
Rama broke the kiss, his lips trailing down Sita’s neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to gasp with pleasure. His hands continued to explore her body, cupping her breasts and tweaking her nipples. Sita arched her back, her body begging for more.
Rama’s lips continued their descent, moving down to Sita’s breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking on it gently. Sita cried out, her body on fire with desire. Rama switched to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment. Sita’s hands reached down, tangling in Rama’s hair as she pulled him closer.
Rama’s hand moved down Sita’s body, tracing a line down her stomach and into her curls. He found her clit, already swollen with desire. He began to rub it gently, causing Sita to moan even louder. Rama’s fingers moved lower, finding Sita’s entrance. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness.
Sita was ready for him. Rama positioned himself between her legs, his cock hard and ready. He teased her entrance, rubbing the tip of his cock against her clit. Sita moaned, her body begging for more.
Rama couldn’t wait any longer. He pushed himself inside Sita, feeling her warmth envelop him. Sita cried out, her body adjusting to the intrusion. Rama began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. Sita met him thrust for thrust, her body moving in time with his.
Their lovemaking was intense, their bodies moving together as one. Rama’s hips slammed into Sita’s, causing the bed to shake. Sita’s moans filled the room, drowning out the sound of their bodies coming together.
Rama reached down, his fingers finding Sita’s clit again. He began to rub it in time with his thrusts, causing Sita’s body to tense. She was close, so close to the edge.
With one final thrust, Rama sent Sita over the edge. She cried out, her body shaking with pleasure. Rama followed shortly after, his own orgasm rocking his body.
They lay there, spent and satisfied. Rama pulled out, his cock glistening with Sita’s wetness. He lay down next to her, his arm draped over her body.
“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” Sita whispered, her
breath still coming in short gasps.
“Neither have I,” Rama replied, his fingers tracing patterns on Sita’s stomach.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. The night was still young, and there were still so many pleasures to explore. But for now, they were content to simply be in each other’s arms.
The end.
