Radhika was a stunning Indian woman in her late twenties. She had long, flowing black hair that cascaded down her back in waves, and large, perfect breasts that begged to be touched. Her dark eyes sparkled with mischief and curiosity, and her full lips curved into a seductive smile.
One night, as she sat alone in her apartment, Radhika decided to indulge in a little self-pleasure. She slipped out of her clothes, letting them fall to the floor in a heap, and stood before the mirror, admiring her naked body. Her hands wandered over her curves, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples until they hardened into tight peaks.
She lay back on the bed, spreading her legs wide and running her fingers through her wet folds. She moaned softly as she touched herself, imagining the feel of a man’s tongue on her clit. She imagined him licking and sucking, teasing her until she was begging for more.
As she continued to touch herself, Radhika heard a knock at the door. She froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She wasn’t expecting anyone, and she wasn’t sure if she should answer. But the knocking came again, more insistent this time.
Radhika wrapped a sheet around herself and went to the door, peering through the peephole. She saw a tall, handsome man standing in the hallway, his eyes fixed on her door. He was dressed in a suit and tie, and he looked like he meant business.
Radhika took a deep breath and opened the door, her heart still racing. The man looked her up and down, his eyes lingering on her curves. “Can I help you?” Radhika asked, trying to sound confident.
“I hope so,” the man replied, his voice deep and smooth. “I’m here to collect a debt.”
Radhika’s heart sank. She had forgotten about the loan she had taken out a few months ago, and she didn’t have the money to pay it back. “I’m sorry,” she said, her voice shaking. “I don’t have the money right now.”
The man stepped closer, his eyes dark with desire. “That’s too bad,” he said, his voice low. “But I’m willing to accept other forms of payment.”
Radhika’s heart skipped a beat. She knew what he was suggesting, and she wasn’t sure if she should go through with it. But the man was so handsome, and she was already so turned on. She couldn’t resist.
She stepped back, letting the man inside. He closed the door behind him and pulled her close, his hands roaming over her curves. Radhika moaned as he kissed her neck, his lips hot and wet against her skin.
The man’s hands moved to Radhika’s breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples. She gasped as he pinched them, her body trembling with pleasure. She wanted more, she needed more.
The man pushed Radhika back onto the bed, his body covering hers. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh, and she knew what she wanted.
He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands wandered over her body. Radhika moaned, her hips bucking as he touched her.
The man broke the kiss and trailed his lips down Radhika’s body, his tongue teasing her nipples and her belly button. She gasped as he reached her pussy, his tongue flicking over her clit.
Radhika cried out as the man licked and sucked, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet hole. She was so close, she was going to cum any second.
But the man wasn’t done yet. He stood up and stripped off his clothes, revealing his hard, muscular body. Radhika’s eyes widened as she saw his cock, long and thick and hard.
The man climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Radhika’s legs. She gasped as he entered her, his cock filling her up and stretching her wide.
He began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm as he fucked her. Radhika moaned, her nails digging into the man’s back as she came, her body shuddering with pleasure.
The man continued to fuck her, his thrusts growing harder and faster. Radhika could feel another orgasm building, and she knew it was going to be even more intense than the first.
She cried out as she came again, her body trembling and shaking as the man filled her with his hot, sticky cum.
The man collapsed on top of Radhika, his breath hot and heavy against her neck. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as they both caught their breath.
Radhika knew she had made a mistake, but she couldn’t bring herself to regret it. The man was gone now, and she was alone again. But she would always have the memory of their passion, their pleasure, and their release.
The end.
