In the heart of New Delhi, there was a man named Rajesh who was known for his restraint and discipline. He was a successful businessman, always in control of his emotions and actions. But everything changed when he met Nalini, a stunning Indian woman with long, dark hair and perfect breasts.
Nalini was a married woman, but that didn’t stop Rajesh from being drawn to her. He couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage, which was always on display thanks to her low-cut blouses and sarees. Her long, brunette hair cascaded down her back, making her look like a goddess.
One day, Rajesh couldn’t resist any longer. He invited Nalini to his office under the pretense of discussing a business proposition. But as soon as she walked in, he knew he had other things on his mind.
Nalini noticed the way Rajesh was looking at her and smiled. She knew exactly what he wanted, and she was willing to give it to him. She walked over to his desk, leaned over, and whispered in his ear, “I know what you want, Rajesh. And I’m willing to give it to you, but only if you’re good.”
Rajesh’s heart raced as Nalini’s warm breath tickled his ear. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He nodded eagerly, and Nalini stood up and walked over to the door, locking it.
She turned around and slowly walked back to Rajesh, her hips swaying hypnotically. She stood in front of him and ran her fingers through her long, brunette hair. Rajesh couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
Nalini leaned over and kissed Rajesh, her soft lips pressing against his. She parted her lips and let her tongue explore his mouth. Rajesh responded eagerly, his hands reaching up to cup her perfect breasts.
Nalini moaned softly as Rajesh squeezed her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her hard nipples. She broke the kiss and leaned back, pulling her saree off and revealing her matching lingerie.
Rajesh’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Nalini’s perfect body. He reached out and traced his fingers over her lacy bra, feeling the weight of her breasts. Nalini shivered with pleasure, her nipples hardening even more.
Rajesh leaned in and kissed Nalini’s neck, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire on her skin. Nalini tilted her head back, giving him better access. She moaned as he nibbled on her earlobe, her hands reaching down to undo his pants.
Rajesh helped her, pulling his pants and underwear down in one swift motion. His cock sprang free, already hard and ready for her. Nalini wrapped her hand around it, giving it a few experimental strokes.
Rajesh groaned with pleasure, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily. Nalini smiled and sank to her knees, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock. Rajesh gasped as she took him in deeper, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip.
Nalini sucked and licked Rajesh’s cock, her hand pumping the base in time with her mouth. Rajesh couldn’t believe how good it felt, how wet and warm her mouth was. He tangled his fingers in her long, brunette hair, pulling her closer.
But Nalini had other plans. She pulled away, leaving Rajesh panting and gasping for air. She stood up and pulled off her lingerie, revealing her bare breasts and shaved pussy.
Rajesh’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Nalini’s naked body. He reached out and cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her hard nipples. Nalini moaned and leaned into his touch, her hips grinding against his.
Rajesh couldn’t take it any longer. He picked Nalini up and laid her down on his desk, her legs spread wide. He knelt between her thighs, his cock poised at the entrance of her wet pussy.
Nalini looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire. “Take me, Rajesh,” she whispered. “Fuck me hard and make me cum.”
Rajesh didn’t need any more encouragement. He thrust into her, burying his cock to the hilt. Nalini cried out with pleasure, her nails digging into his shoulders.
Rajesh started to fuck her, his hips pistoning in and out. Nalini met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm as old as time itself.
Rajesh reached down and rubbed Nalini’s clit, his fingers circling the swollen nub. Nalini moaned and writhed, her hips bucking wildly as she neared her climax.
Rajesh could feel her pussy tightening around his cock, her muscles clenching and unclenching. He knew she was close, and he wanted to make her cum harder than she ever had before.
He increased his pace, his hips moving faster and faster. Nalini’s moans turned into screams, her body shaking with pleasure.
“Yes, yes, yes!” she cried out, her pussy clenching around Rajesh’s cock as she came. Rajesh groaned, his own orgasm crashing over him like a wave.
He pulled out of Nalini and cummed all over her perfect breasts, his hot seed splattering her skin. Nalini looked up at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure.
“That was amazing, Rajesh,” she whispered.
Rajesh could only nod, still panting and gasping for air. He had never experienced anything like that before, and he knew he would never forget it.
From that day on, Rajesh and Nalini were lovers. They would meet in secret, their bodies entwined in passion and pleasure. And no one, not even Nalini’s husband, would ever know.
