In the ancient city of Varanasi, nestled on the banks of the sacred Ganges river, lived a woman of unparalleled beauty. Her name was Priya, a 25-year-old Indian brunette, with a body that was the epitome of perfection. Her curves were sinuous, her waist tiny, and her hips generous – a mesmerizing hourglass figure. Her breasts were full and firm, with dark, erect nipples that begged for attention. Her skin was the color of caramel, glowing with the inner light of vitality and good health.
Priya was not only beautiful but also an expert in the art of seduction. She knew how to use her body, her voice, and her mind to enthrall men and women alike. However, her heart belonged to one man – a tall, muscular merchant named Ravi. But Ravi was a man of honor and duty, and he had been betrothed to another woman, a rich merchant’s daughter.
One day, Ravi came to the river to take a bath and purify his soul. Priya was there, washing her clothes and offering prayers to the river goddess. She saw Ravi and felt her heart flutter in her chest. She knew she had to have him, no matter the cost.
She stood up and walked towards him, her hips swaying sensuously, her breasts bouncing with each step. Ravi turned around and felt his breath catch in his throat. He had never seen such a beautiful woman before.
“Who are you?” he asked, his voice trembling.
“I am Priya, a humble servant of the river goddess,” she replied, her voice soft and sultry. “And who are you, handsome stranger?”
“I am Ravi, a merchant from a nearby town,” he said, introducing himself.
Priya looked at him with desire in her eyes. “Will you allow me to wash your back, merchant Ravi? It is the least I can do for such a distinguished guest.”
Ravi hesitated for a moment, but the temptation was too strong. He nodded, and Priya approached him, her body brushing against his. She took a bar of soap and lathered her hands, then began to rub them over Ravi’s broad shoulders.
Ravi closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure. Priya’s hands were soft and strong, and they seemed to know exactly where to touch him. She massaged his shoulders, his neck, and his back, making him forget about the world outside the river.
Then, she moved her hands lower, towards his buttocks. Ravi tensed up, but Priya continued to rub his muscles, making him relax. She could feel his cock stiffening against her leg, and she smiled.
“Let’s go to the shore, merchant Ravi,” she whispered in his ear. “I want to show you something.”
Ravi followed Priya to the shore, his mind clouded with desire. She led him to a secluded spot, where they could not be seen by anyone. Then, she turned around and faced him, her breasts heaving with excitement.
“Take off your clothes, merchant Ravi,” she said, her voice bold and commanding. “I want to see you naked.”
Ravi obeyed, feeling a surge of excitement run through his veins. He took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body and his hard cock. Priya looked at him with desire and licked her lips.
“You are beautiful, merchant Ravi,” she said, her voice husky. “Now, come to me.”
Ravi approached Priya, and she wrapped her arms around him. They kissed, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Priya moaned in pleasure, feeling Ravi’s cock pressing against her belly.
“I want to touch you, merchant Ravi,” she said, breaking the kiss. “I want to feel your cock in my hands.”
Ravi nodded, and Priya knelt down in front of him. She took his cock in her hand and stroked it, making it twitch with pleasure. She leaned forward and took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around his head.
“Oh, Priya,” Ravi moaned, feeling his orgasm building up. “You feel so good.”
Priya continued to suck him, her head bobbing up and down. She could feel him getting closer to his climax, and she increased her pace.
“I’m going to cum, Priya,” Ravi warned, his voice ragged.
Priya did not stop, and seconds later, Ravi ejaculated in her mouth. She swallowed every drop, savoring the taste of him.
“That was amazing, Priya,” Ravi said, panting.
“I’m not done yet, merchant Ravi,” Priya said, standing up. “I want you to fuck me.”
Ravi did not need any more encouragement. He lay down on the sand, and Priya straddled him. She guided his cock inside her, and they both moaned in pleasure.
“Fuck me, merchant Ravi,” Priya said, her voice
pleading. “Fuck me hard.”
Ravi obeyed, thrusting his hips upwards. Priya matched his rhythm, her breasts bouncing with each movement. They moaned and groaned in pleasure, their bodies moving in unison.
“Oh, yes, merchant Ravi,” Priya said, her voice filled with pleasure. “You feel so good inside me.”
Ravi reached up and pinched Priya’s nipples, making her moan louder. He could feel her muscles tightening around his cock, and he knew he was close to his climax.
“I’m going to cum, Priya,” he said, his voice ragged.
“Cum inside me, merchant Ravi,” Priya said, her voice bold. “I want to feel you inside me.”
Ravi did as she asked, ejaculating inside her. Priya collapsed on top of him, panting and sweating.
“That was amazing, merchant Ravi,” she said, her voice soft. “I have never felt anything like that before.”
“Neither have I, Priya,” Ravi said, his voice filled with wonder. “You are a truly extraordinary woman.”
Priya smiled and looked at him with love in her eyes. “I have always loved you, merchant Ravi,” she said, her voice soft. “I have always wanted to be with you.”
Ravi looked at her, and he knew that he could not deny her any longer. He loved her too, and he could not imagine his life without her.
“I love you too, Priya,” he said, his voice filled with emotion. “I will do whatever it takes to be with you.”
And so, they began their life together, away from the judgmental eyes of society. They lived in a small hut by the river, making love every day and night. They were happy, and they knew that they would never let anyone come between them again.
