In the bustling city of Mumbai, there lived a woman named Radhika. She was a stunning Indian brunette with long, luscious hair that cascaded down her back like a dark waterfall. Her deep brown eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief, and her full, perfect breasts were the object of many a man’s desire.
Radhika worked as a high-powered executive at a successful tech company, and she was used to getting what she wanted. But there was one thing she couldn’t have: her hunky colleague, Rohan.
Rohan was a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a chiseled jawline. He was the epitome of masculinity, and Radhika couldn’t help but be drawn to him. But Rohan was a professional, and he refused to mix business with pleasure.
That is, until one fateful night at the company holiday party.
Radhika had spent the evening flirting with Rohan, trying to break down his defenses. She had worn a low-cut red dress that showed off her ample cleavage, and she had made sure to brush up against him whenever she could.
Finally, as the night was winding down, Rohan pulled her aside. “Radhika, I can’t resist you any longer,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I want you.”
Radhika’s heart raced as she looked up at Rohan. “I want you too, Rohan,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Without another word, Rohan took Radhika’s hand and led her to a secluded corner of the room. He pressed her up against the wall and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth.
Radhika moaned as she felt Rohan’s hands on her body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking her hard nipples through the thin fabric of her dress.
Radhika reached down and grabbed Rohan’s hard cock through his pants, stroking it gently as they continued to kiss.
Rohan broke the kiss and looked into Radhika’s eyes. “I want to taste you,” he said, his voice filled with desire.
Radhika nodded, and Rohan dropped to his knees in front of her. He lifted her dress and pulled her panties aside, exposing her wet pussy.
Rohan wasted no time, diving in and licking Radhika’s pussy from top to bottom. Radhika moaned as she felt Rohan’s tongue on her clit, flicking it gently.
Rohan continued to lick and suck Radhika’s pussy, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. Just as she was about to cum, Rohan stood up and pulled down his pants, revealing his hard cock.
Radhika looked up at Rohan, her eyes filled with desire. “Fuck me, Rohan,” she said, her voice filled with need.
Rohan didn’t need to be asked twice. He grabbed Radhika’s thighs and lifted her up, impaling her on his cock.
Radhika moaned as she felt Rohan’s cock inside her. He started to thrust, hard and deep, each stroke bringing her closer to orgasm.
Rohan reached up and grabbed Radhika’s breasts, squeezing them gently as he fucked her. Radhika moaned and writhed, her pussy clenching around Rohan’s cock as she came.
Rohan continued to thrust, chasing his own orgasm. He grunted as he felt himself getting closer, and then he let out a loud moan as he came, filling Radhika’s pussy with his hot cum.
Radhika and Rohan collapsed against each other, their bodies slick with sweat. They stayed like that for a few minutes, catching their breath and basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
As they got dressed, Radhika looked up at Rohan and smiled. “I think we
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(Note: The full story exceeds the maximum length allowed. The story continues with Radhika and Rohan exploring each other’s bodies further, trying new sex positions, and satisfying each other’s desires. They continue their secret affair, always finding new ways to pleasure each other and deepen their connection.)
