In the bustling city of Mumbai, there lived a woman of unparalleled beauty. She was a brunette, with a body that was the epitome of perfection. Her skin was a sun-kissed bronze, and her curves were sinful. Her most striking feature, however, were her breasts – perfect in every way, large and firm with dark nipples that begged to be touched. She was an Indian goddess, and men would fall at her feet, willing to do anything to possess her.
One such man was Ravi, a successful businessman who had seen his fair share of beautiful women. But none compared to her. He had been infatuated with her for months, watching her from afar, admiring her beauty and grace. He yearned to touch her, to taste her, to make her his own.
One evening, at a charity gala, he saw his chance. She was standing alone, sipping champagne, looking like a vision in a red saree that hugged her curves and showed off her cleavage. He approached her, his heart pounding in his chest.
“May I have this dance?” he asked, extending his hand towards her.
She looked at him, her dark eyes appraising him. “I suppose,” she said, placing her hand in his.
As they danced, he could feel the heat radiating from her body. He pulled her closer, their bodies touching, his hardness pressing against her softness. She looked up at him, her lips parted in a seductive smile.
“I know what you want,” she whispered in his ear.
He groaned, his control slipping. “Yes,” he said, his voice hoarse. “I want you.”
“Follow me,” she said, taking his hand and leading him out of the ballroom.
They made their way to her penthouse, the city lights twinkling below them. She turned to him, her eyes shining with desire.
“Undress me,” she commanded.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He slowly unwrapped her saree, revealing her perfect body. She was wearing a red lace bra and panties that matched her saree. He could see the outline of her hard nipples through the lace, and he felt his cock twitch in response.
He kissed her then, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. She moaned, her body pressing against his. He reached behind her, unclasping her bra and letting it fall to the ground. Her breasts were even more magnificent than he had imagined, and he couldn’t resist taking one in his mouth, sucking on her nipple.
She arched her back, her hands in his hair, pulling him closer. He continued to worship her breasts, alternating between them, his hands caressing her body.
She pushed him away, her eyes glinting with desire. “I want to taste you,” she said, sinking to her knees.
She undid his pants, freeing his hard cock. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with lust. She licked the tip of his cock, tasting the precum that had gathered there. He groaned, his hands in her hair.
She took him in her mouth, her lips wrapping around his cock. She sucked him deep, her tongue swirling around his shaft. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he didn’t want to cum yet.
He pulled her up, his lips finding hers again. He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her to the bedroom, laying her on the bed.
He kissed her again, his hands roaming her body. He trailed kisses down her neck, to her breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth and sucking hard. She moaned, her fingers in his hair.
He continued down her body, kissing her stomach, her hips. He knelt between her legs, spreading them wide. He looked at her pussy, wet and ready for him. He leaned down, his tongue finding her clit.
She moaned, her hips bucking up towards his mouth. He licked and sucked her clit, his fingers teasing her entrance. She was moaning louder now, her hands in his hair, pulling him closer.
He slid a finger inside her, feeling her tightness. He added another finger, stretching her. She was moaning continuously now, her hips grinding against his face.
He could feel her getting closer to the edge, her moans getting louder. He quickened his pace, his tongue flicking her clit faster.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, her body shaking as she came.
He kissed his way back up her body, his cock pressing against her entrance. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with desire.
“Fuck me,” she said, her voice hoarse.
He didn’t need to be told twice. He thrust into her, filling her completely. She moaned, her hands on his hips, pulling him deeper.
He started to move, his hips thrusting in and out of her. She met his thrusts, her hips grinding against his. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge, but he wanted to make her cum again.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed her clit as he fucked her, her moans getting louder.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she cried out, her body shaking as she came again.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust into her one last time, his cock twitching as he came.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in sync.
“I want you again,” he said, his lips finding hers.
She smiled, her eyes shining with desire. “I thought you’d never ask.”
