That evening, the air was thick with humidity and the scent of monsoon rains. The streets of Mumbai were slick with rainwater as Rahul walked briskly, his mind preoccupied with thoughts of Meera.
Meera, a stunningly beautiful, topless dark-skinned Indian woman, was the object of Rahul’s unyielding affection. She was a woman of grace and poise, her dark skin gleaming in the moonlight, her breasts full and firm. Her nipples were dark and erect, aching to be touched and teased.
Rahul finally arrived at Meera’s apartment, his heart pounding with anticipation. He knocked on her door, and she answered, a seductive smile playing on her lips. She wore only a sheer silk sari, revealing her bare breasts and the curve of her hips.
“Rahul,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
Rahul stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He took Meera in his arms, their bodies pressed together, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Meera’s tongue darted out, exploring Rahul’s mouth, her hands running through his hair.
Rahul’s hands roamed over Meera’s body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples. Meera moaned, her head falling back as Rahul’s lips trailed down her neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin.
Rahul’s fingers found Meera’s wet pussy, sliding easily inside her. Meera gasped, her hips bucking against his hand as he stroked her inner walls.
“Fuck me, Rahul,” Meera begged, her voice trembling with desire. “I want to feel your cock inside me.”
Rahul didn’t need any further encouragement. He stripped off his clothes, his cock hard and ready. Meera lay back on the bed, her legs spread wide, inviting him in.
Rahul entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock. Meera moaned, her fingers digging into Rahul’s back as he began to thrust deeper and harder.
Their bodies moved together in a rhythm as old as time, their moans and sighs filling the room. Rahul’s cock slid in and out of Meera’s pussy, the sound of their wet skin slapping together filling the air.
Meera’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her pussy clenching around Rahul’s cock as she cried out in pleasure. Rahul followed quickly after, his cock pulsing as he filled Meera with his cum.
They lay together, spent and satisfied, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs. The rain continued to fall outside, the sound lulling them into a peaceful sleep.
And as they slept, Rahul knew that he had found his true love in Meera, a love that would last a lifetime.
