Radhika was a stunning Indian woman in her early thirties. She had long, dark hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves, framing her heart-shaped face and big, brown eyes. Her skin was the color of caramel, flawless and glowing with a youthful radiance. She was blessed with a perfect figure, curvaceous and voluptuous in all the right places. Her breasts were full and firm, perfectly proportioned to her body, and she wasn’t shy about showing them off in low-cut blouses that accentuated her cleavage.
Radhika had always been a flirt, using her beauty and charm to get what she wanted. She loved the attention she received from men, and she wasn’t above using her body to seduce them. She had a long list of lovers, both in and out of her marriage, and she reveled in the thrill of the chase.
One evening, Radhika was getting ready for a night out on the town. She had been invited to a party by a wealthy businessman she had been flirting with for weeks. She knew he was attracted to her, and she was determined to make him hers. She slipped into a tight-fitting red dress that hugged her curves and accentuated her cleavage. She looked like a Bollywood star, and she knew it.
When she arrived at the party, all eyes were on her. The businessman, whose name was Ravi, couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He made his way over to her, a glass of champagne in hand.
“You look stunning, Radhika,” he said, his eyes drinking her in.
“Why, thank you, Ravi,” she replied, fluttering her eyelashes. “I’m glad you noticed.”
They spent the rest of the evening flirting and dancing, their bodies pressed together on the dance floor. Radhika could feel the heat building between them, and she knew it was only a matter of time before they ended up in bed together.
Finally, the party wound down, and Radhika and Ravi found themselves alone in his penthouse apartment. He poured them each a glass of wine and led her over to the couch.
“I’ve wanted to do this all night,” he said, pulling her close to him.
Radhika smiled and leaned in, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. She could feel the bulge in his pants, and she knew he wanted her. She ran her hands over his chest, feeling his hard muscles beneath his shirt.
Ravi’s hands wandered over Radhika’s body, cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently. She moaned with pleasure, her nipples hardening under his touch. He leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue.
Radhika gasped with pleasure, her hands tangled in his hair. She could feel herself getting wet, her pussy aching for him.
Ravi moved his hands down to Radhika’s thighs, hiking up her dress and sliding his fingers under her panties. She was so wet, her juices coating his fingers. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls clenching around him.
Radhika moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, but she wanted more. She wanted all of him.
“Fuck me, Ravi,” she gasped, pulling him closer. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Ravi didn’t need to be asked twice. He stood up and pulled off his pants, his hard cock springing free. Radhika stared at it, her eyes wide with desire. She had never seen a cock so big and thick.
Ravi climbed on top of her, positioning himself at her entrance. He teased her, rubbing the head of his cock against her wet pussy lips. Radhika moaned, her hips bucking up to meet him.
Finally, he pushed inside her, filling her completely. Radhika cried out with pleasure, her nails digging into his back. He started to move, thrusting in and out of her with slow, deliberate strokes.
Radhika matched his rhythm, meeting him thrust for thrust. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her pussy clenching around his cock.
Ravi reached down and started to play with Radhika’s clit, rubbing it in slow circles. She cried out, her hips bucking up to meet his hand. She could feel her orgasm building, every nerve in her body tingling with pleasure.
With one final thrust, she came, her pussy clenching around Ravi’s cock. He groaned, his own orgasm following close behind. He collapsed on top of her, his cock still buried deep inside her.
They lay there for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Radhika knew she had found a new lover, one who could satisfy her every desire. She smiled to herself, already planning their next encounter.
