In the heart of the bustling city of Delhi, there lived a woman named Nalini. She was a woman of unparalleled beauty, with raven-black hair cascading down her shoulders, framing her perfect face. Her body was a masterpiece of nature, with curves that could make even the strongest of men weak at the knees. Her breasts were full and firm, and her skin was the color of caramel, smooth and unblemished. She was a goddess, and she knew it.
Nalini was an Indian woman, and she wore her heritage with pride. She dressed in traditional Indian clothes, the bright colors and intricate patterns only serving to highlight her beauty. But despite her outward modesty, Nalini was a woman of insatiable desires. She craved pleasure, and she would stop at nothing to get it.
One day, as she was walking through the market, she caught the eye of a man named Rajat. He was a handsome man, with dark hair and piercing eyes. But it was not just his looks that caught Nalini’s attention. There was something about him that spoke to her deepest desires.
Rajat approached Nalini, and they began to talk. They spoke of everything and nothing, and as the hours passed, they found themselves drawn to each other. Nalini could feel the heat building between them, and she knew that she had to have him.
They retired to Rajat’s apartment, and as they entered, Nalini could feel her heart racing. She turned to Rajat, and with a sly smile, she began to undress. She let her sari fall to the floor, revealing her perfect body beneath.
Rajat’s breath hitched as he took in the sight of Nalini. He had never seen a woman like her before. He approached her, and as he did, Nalini reached out and began to unbutton his shirt. She ran her hands over his chest, feeling the muscles beneath.
They fell onto the bed, their bodies entwined. Nalini’s hands explored Rajat’s body, feeling every inch of him. She kissed him deeply, their tongues dancing together. She could feel his cock growing hard against her, and she knew that he wanted her.
Rajat’s hands were not idle either. He caressed Nalini’s breasts, feeling their weight in his hands. He pinched her nipples, eliciting a moan from her. He kissed her neck, nibbling on her earlobes.
Nalini’s body was on fire. She needed more. She pushed Rajat onto his back and straddled him. She ground her hips against his cock, feeling it pressing against her pussy. She was wet, and she knew that he could feel it too.
Rajat reached down and grabbed Nalini’s hips. He guided her onto his cock, and as she sank down onto him, they both let out a moan. Nalini began to ride him, her breasts bouncing in front of his face. He reached up and took one in his mouth, sucking on her nipple.
Nalini’s moans grew louder as Rajat’s cock filled her. She leaned back, giving him better access to her breasts. He took full advantage, lavishing attention on both of them.
But Rajat wanted more. He wanted to taste Nalini. He flipped her over onto her back and began to kiss his way down her body. He licked and nibbled on her neck, her nipples, her stomach. When he reached her pussy, he could smell her arousal.
Rajat began to lick Nalini’s pussy, tasting her sweetness. She moaned and bucked her hips, wanting more. He slipped a finger inside of her, feeling her wetness. He added a second finger, fucking her with them.
Nalini was close to the edge. She could feel the orgasm building inside of her. And then Rajat did something that sent her over the edge. He sucked on her clit, hard.
Nalini screamed as she came. Her pussy clenched around Rajat’s fingers, and he could feel her juices flowing out of her. She was panting and moaning, her body shaking with the aftershocks of her orgasm.
But Rajat was not done yet. He wanted to be inside of her. He positioned himself at her entrance and pushed inside. Nalini was tight, and he had to take it slow at first. But as she adjusted to his size, he began to fuck her harder.
They moved together, their bodies in sync. Nalini’s tits bounced with each thrust, and Rajat’s balls slapped against her ass. They were both close to the edge again.
Rajat reached down and grabbed Nalini’s legs, pulling them up to his shoulders. This changed the angle, and he could feel his cock hitting her G-spot. Nalini’s moans grew louder, and he knew that she was close.
With one final thrust, Rajat came. He filled Nalini’s pussy with his cum, and she could feel it flowing out of her. They collapsed onto the bed, panting and sweating.
They lay there for a few minutes, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. And then Nalini spoke.
“Again,” she said, and Rajat knew that he would never say no to this goddess.
