In the sweltering heat of the Indian summer, a woman named Priya, adorned with long, dark hair and a perfect set of boobs, found herself in her secluded family estate. She was a woman of striking beauty, with a charm that could captivate anyone who crossed her path. With her family away on a vacation, she decided to spend her days lost in the pleasures of solitude.
On a particularly lazy afternoon, she lay on her four-poster bed, dressed in a thin, sheer saree. The fan overhead spun slowly, doing little to alleviate the heat. She ran her fingers over her bare midriff, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath. Her thoughts turned to desire, and she decided to indulge in a little pleasure.
Priya’s nimble fingers snaked their way beneath her saree, finding the wetness that had already gathered between her thighs. She moaned softly as she began to touch herself, her mind drifting to thoughts of a lover who could fulfill her desires.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Startled, Priya quickly pulled her hand out from beneath her saree and called out, “Who is it?”
“It’s Ravi, the gardener’s son,” came the reply. “I have a delivery for you, Memsahib.”
Priya hesitated for a moment, then called out, “Come in, Ravi.”
The door creaked open, and in walked Ravi, a tall and handsome young man with a muscular build. He was dressed in a simple lungi and vest, his skin glistening with sweat from the heat.
“I have a delivery for you, Memsahib,” he said, holding out a bouquet of flowers.
Priya’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of Ravi. She had never noticed how attractive he was before. Her heart raced as she imagined what it would be like to be with him.
“Thank you, Ravi,” she said, taking the flowers from him. “You may leave now.”
But Ravi didn’t move. Instead, he stood there, staring at Priya with a hungry look in his eyes.
“Is there something else, Ravi?” Priya asked, her voice trembling.
“Yes, Memsahib,” Ravi said, stepping closer to her. “I have been dreaming of this moment for a long time.”
He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her skin. Priya’s heart pounded in her chest as she looked up at him, her desire for him growing stronger with each passing moment.
Without a word, Ravi leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. Priya melted into the kiss, her arms snaking around his neck as she pulled him closer.
Their lips danced together, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Ravi’s hands roamed over Priya’s body, cupping her perfect breasts and teasing her hard nipples through the thin fabric of her saree.
Priya moaned as Ravi’s fingers found their way beneath her saree, caressing her wet and wanting pussy. She gasped as he slipped a finger inside her, her muscles clenching around him as he began to move it in and out.
Ravi broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down Priya’s neck, his lips finding their way to her breasts. He took one hard nipple into his mouth, sucking and biting it gently as Priya arched her back with pleasure.
Priya’s hands found their way to Ravi’s lungi, pulling it down to reveal his hard, throbbing cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking it gently as Ravi continued to pleasure her breasts.
Ravi couldn’t take it any longer. He needed to be inside her. He pulled Priya’s saree aside, revealing her wet and waiting pussy. He knelt down between her legs and began to lick and suck on her clit, making her moan with pleasure.
Priya’s hips bucked as Ravi’s tongue explored her pussy. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching with pleasure.
“Fuck me, Ravi,” she gasped. “Fuck me now.”
Ravi didn’t need to be asked twice. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust his cock deep inside her. Priya cried out with pleasure as he began to move, his hips slapping against hers as he fucked her hard and fast.
Their bodies moved together in a dance of pleasure, their moans and gasps filling the room. Ravi’s cock felt amazing inside her, filling her up and making her feel more alive than she had in a long time.
Priya’s orgasm hit her like a wave, making her cry out with pleasure. Ravi followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.
They lay there, spent and satisfied, their bodies entwined in a tangle of pleasure.
“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” Priya whispered, her head resting on Ravi’s chest.
“Neither have I,” Ravi replied, his fingers tracing patterns on her back. “But I want to feel it again and again.”
And so they lay there, lost in their own world of pleasure, their bodies coming together in a dance of desire that would last for many days to come.
