In the heart of New Delhi, there was a woman named Radhika. She was a stunning Indian woman, with caramel skin, long, wavy black hair, and a body that could make any man’s heart race. Her breasts were perfect, full and firm with dark brown nipples that were always erect. Her stomach was flat, with just a hint of a curve, leading down to her hips and her round, firm ass. She was a goddess, and she knew it.
Radhika worked at a high-end art gallery, where she would often entertain wealthy clients. One day, a man named Ravi came in. He was a successful businessman, with a sharp sense of style and a charming smile. Radhika could feel the tension between them as soon as he walked in the door.
They made small talk as Radhika showed him around the gallery, but Radhika could sense that Ravi wanted more. She could see the hunger in his eyes as he looked at her body. She knew that she had him under her spell.
As they walked, Radhika reached out and touched Ravi’s arm. She could feel the heat radiating off his body. She leaned in close, her lips barely inches from his ear. “Follow me,” she whispered, her voice husky and seductive.
Radhika led Ravi to a private room, where they could be alone. As soon as the door closed, she pressed her body against his, her lips finding his in a passionate kiss. Ravi’s hands roamed over her body, squeezing her perfect ass and cupping her breasts.
Radhika moaned as Ravi’s fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them. She could feel herself getting wet, her pussy aching to be filled. She reached down and began to rub Ravi’s cock through his pants, feeling it grow hard under her touch.
Ravi broke the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “I need you,” he said, his voice low and desperate.
Radhika smiled, her eyes shining with desire. “I know,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
She pushed Ravi down onto a couch and climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. She ground her pussy against his cock, feeling it throb through his pants. She reached down and began to undo his belt, her fingers trembling with anticipation.
As she pulled his cock free, Radhika couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of it. It was long and thick, with a bulging head that was already slick with precum. She wrapped her hand around it and began to stroke, her eyes never leaving his.
Ravi reached up and cupped Radhika’s breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples. She moaned, her head falling back as she lost herself in the sensation. She began to move her hips, grinding her pussy against Ravi’s cock.
She was so wet, so ready for him. She couldn’t wait any longer. She positioned herself over his cock and slowly lowered herself down, letting out a low moan as she felt him fill her.
Ravi’s hands gripped Radhika’s hips, guiding her as she began to ride him. She moved her hips in slow circles, her pussy clenching around his cock as she took him deeper. She leaned forward, her breasts brushing against Ravi’s chest as she kissed him deeply.
Ravi’s fingers found Radhika’s clit, rubbing it in slow circles as she rode him. She moaned into his mouth, her hips moving faster as the pleasure built inside her. She could feel herself getting closer, her pussy clenching around Ravi’s cock as she reached for her orgasm.
With a loud moan, Radhika came, her pussy pulsing around Ravi’s cock as waves of pleasure washed over her. Ravi followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum.
Radhika collapsed on top of Ravi, her body spent and satisfied. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with love. “I
love you,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.
Ravi smiled, his arms wrapped tightly around Radhika. “I love you too,” he said, his voice filled with warmth and tenderness.
They lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, as the sun began to set. The end
