In the heart of New Delhi, there was a man named Rajan who was known for his exceptional talent in photography. One day, while on assignment to capture the beauty of the city, he stumbled upon a woman who was unlike any other. She was a brunette with perfect, firm breasts and a body that could make any man’s heart race. Her smooth, caramel-colored skin was adorned with traditional Indian tattoos, adding to her mysterious allure.
Rajan couldn’t help but approach her and ask if he could take a few photos. The woman, who introduced herself as Nalini, agreed, but only if Rajan promised to keep their encounter a secret. She explained that she was a devadasi, a temple dancer, and that her presence in the city was forbidden.
Intrigued, Rajan agreed and followed Nalini to a secluded area. As he took photos, he couldn’t help but feel drawn to her. Nalini, sensing his desire, began to dance seductively, her body moving in ways that made Rajan’s heart pound.
Before he knew it, Nalini was standing in front of him, her breasts pressing against his chest. She whispered in his ear, “Do you want me, Rajan?”
Overwhelmed with desire, Rajan nodded. Nalini smiled and led him to a nearby abandoned building. Once inside, she stripped off her clothes, revealing her perfect body.
Rajan’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Nalini’s naked form. Her breasts were even more perfect than he had imagined, with dark, erect nipples that begged to be touched. Her stomach was flat and toned, leading down to a triangle of dark hair that covered her most intimate area.
Nalini noticed Rajan’s gaze and smiled. She moved closer to him, her breasts brushing against his chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck. She leaned in and kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth.
Rajan responded eagerly, his hands roaming over Nalini’s body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples. Nalini moaned with pleasure, her own hands reaching down to unbutton Rajan’s shirt.
Once his shirt was open, Nalini broke the kiss and began to kiss and lick his chest, her hands working to remove the rest of his clothes. Rajan helped her, his hands trembling with excitement.
Soon, they were both completely naked. Nalini pushed Rajan down onto the floor and straddled him, her wet pussy grinding against his hard cock. Rajan moaned with pleasure as Nalini began to move her hips, her breasts bouncing in front of his face.
He reached up and cupped them, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples. Nalini moaned louder, her hips moving faster. She leaned down and kissed him again, her tongue exploring his mouth as her pussy continued to grind against his cock.
Rajan couldn’t take it any longer. He needed to be inside her. He reached down and guided his cock into her wet pussy, groaning with pleasure as he felt her tight walls surround him.
Nalini began to ride him, her hips moving up and down as she moaned with pleasure. Rajan reached up and grabbed her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over her nipples as he watched her face.
She was beautiful, with her dark hair cascading down her back and her eyes closed in ecstasy. Rajan could feel himself getting closer to orgasm, but he didn’t want to cum yet. He wanted this moment to last forever.
He rolled over, pinning Nalini beneath him. He began to thrust harder, his balls slapping against her ass as she moaned with pleasure.
“Yes, Rajan, yes!” she cried out, her nails digging into his back.
Rajan could feel his orgasm building, but he wanted to make sure Nalini was satisfied first. He reached down and began to rub her clit, his fingers moving in slow circles.
Nalini’s moans grew louder, her hips bucking up to meet his thrusts. Rajan could feel her pussy clenching around his cock as she approached orgasm.
“Don’t stop, Rajan, don’t stop!” she cried out, her voice trembling with pleasure.
Rajan continued to rub her clit, his thrusts growing harder and faster.
“I’m cumming, Rajan, I’m cumming!” Nalini screamed, her pussy clenching around his cock as she came.
Rajan couldn’t hold back any longer. He groaned with pleasure as he felt his own orgasm wash over him, his cock pulsing inside Nalini’s tight pussy.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat. Rajan rolled off of Nalini and pulled her close, her head resting on his chest.
They stayed like that for a while, their bodies entwined, before getting dressed and going their separate ways.
Rajan knew he would never forget his encounter with Nalini, the devadasi with perfect breasts and a perfect body. She was a goddess, sent to show him the beauty of the world. And for that, he would be forever grateful.
