It was a humid evening in the bustling city of Mumbai. The streets were filled with the sounds of honking cars and bustling crowds, but inside the dimly lit temple, it was a different story. A young woman named Priya, with thick, black hair and caramel skin, was preparing for her nightly dance. She was a devadasi, a temple dancer, and her performances were said to bring good fortune to those who watched.
Priya was dressed in a traditional Indian sari, the fabric draped elegantly over her curves. But as she began to dance, she let the fabric fall to the ground, revealing her naked body. She moved with grace and precision, her hips swaying to the rhythm of the tabla.
In the shadows, a man named Ravi watched. He was a merchant, with dark skin and piercing eyes. He had come to the temple seeking blessings for his business, but as he watched Priya dance, he found himself captivated by her. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her body, the way her breasts moved with each step, the curve of her hips.
As the dance came to an end, Ravi approached Priya. He complimented her on her performance and asked if he could take her out for dinner. Priya hesitated at first, but something about Ravi’s confident demeanor intrigued her. She agreed, and they made their way to a nearby restaurant.
Over dinner, they talked and laughed, getting to know each other. Ravi learned that Priya was an orphan, raised by the temple and trained in the art of dance. Priya learned that Ravi was a successful merchant, with a thriving business.
As the night wore on, the conversation turned to more intimate topics. Ravi asked about Priya’s love life, and she admitted that she had never been with a man before. Ravi, feeling emboldened, told her that he would like to be her first.
Priya was hesitant at first, but as Ravi leaned in and kissed her, she felt a wave of desire wash over her. She kissed him back, her tongue exploring his mouth. He reached down and squeezed her breast, his thumb flicking her nipple. She moaned, her body responding to his touch.
They made their way back to the temple, where they found a secluded spot. Ravi laid Priya down on a soft blanket and began to kiss her body. He started with her neck, nibbling on her earlobe and working his way down to her breasts. He took one in his mouth, sucking on her nipple until it was hard.
He then moved down to her pussy, spreading her legs wide open. He started by licking her clit, making her moan louder and louder. He then inserted his fingers in her pussy, making her moan even louder. He then stood up and inserted his hard cock in her pussy and started to fuck her hard. She moaned “Faster, faaack me, give it to meee”. He then turned her over and entered her from behind, in the doggy style position. He fucked her harder and deeper, making her moan even louder.
As they reached their climax, they both cried out in pleasure. Ravi collapsed on top of her, his body glistening with sweat. They lay there for a moment, catching their breath.
“That was incredible,” Ravi said, looking into Priya’s eyes.
“Yes, it was,” Priya replied, a satisfied smile on her face.
From that night on, Priya and Ravi were inseparable. They spent every moment they could together, exploring each other’s bodies and discovering new ways to bring each other pleasure. And as their love grew, so did Ravi’s business, thanks to the blessings of the temple and the devadasi who brought him good fortune.
