In the heart of New Delhi, there was a woman named Priya. She was a stunning Indian beauty with thick curves and long, black hair that cascaded down her back. Her almond-shaped eyes sparkled with mischief and her full lips curved into a knowing smile.
Priya worked as a maid in a wealthy household, but she had always dreamed of something more. She craved excitement and passion, and she knew that she deserved more than a life of cleaning and servitude.
One day, as she was going about her duties, she caught the eye of the master of the house, Ravi. He was a handsome and successful businessman, but he had always been distant and cold towards the help. However, something about Priya caught his attention.
Over the next few weeks, Ravi found himself increasingly drawn to Priya. He would find himself watching her as she worked, admiring her curves and the way her hair shone in the sunlight. He couldn’t deny the attraction he felt towards her, and he knew that he had to have her.
One evening, after the rest of the household had retired for the night, Ravi approached Priya. He found her in the kitchen, cleaning up after dinner.
“Priya,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I’ve been thinking about you.”
Priya turned to face him, her eyes wide with surprise. “Master Ravi,” she said, her voice trembling slightly. “What do you mean?”
Ravi stepped closer to her, his eyes locked on hers. “I mean that I want you,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “I want to taste your lips, to feel your body against mine. I want to make love to you, Priya.”
Priya’s breath hitched in her throat as she felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins. She had never been spoken to in such a way before, and she couldn’t deny the effect that Ravi’s words were having on her.
Without a word, she stepped closer to him, her body pressing against his. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire, and she whispered, “Yes, Master Ravi. I want you too.”
With that, Ravi’s hands were on her, exploring her curves and caressing her skin. His lips found hers, and they kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths.
Ravi’s hands moved down to Priya’s full breasts, cupping them and pinching her nipples. Priya moaned with pleasure as she felt Ravi’s touch, her body responding to his every touch.
Ravi’s lips moved down to Priya’s neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. Priya threw her head back, moaning with pleasure as she felt Ravi’s lips on her skin.
Ravi’s hands moved down to Priya’s thick thighs, lifting her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. He carried her to the nearby couch, laying her down and climbing on top of her.
Priya looked up at Ravi, her eyes filled with desire. She reached down, pulling at Ravi’s pants, desperate to feel his hard cock inside of her.
Ravi obliged, pulling down his pants and revealing his thick, hard cock. Priya gasped as she saw it, her body trembling with anticipation.
Ravi positioned himself at Priya’s entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock. Priya moaned with pleasure, her body begging for more.
Finally, Ravi entered her, filling her up with his hard cock. Priya cried out with pleasure, her body trembling with ecstasy.
Ravi began to thrust into her, hard and fast. Priya met his thrusts with her own, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
As they fucked, Priya’s moans filled the room, mingling with the sound of their bodies slapping together. Ravi’s grunts of pleasure joined her own, his body tensing as he approached his climax.
Finally, Ravi couldn’t hold back any longer. He groaned as he came, filling Priya up with his hot cum. Priya cried out with pleasure, her own orgasm crashing over her.
As they lay there, spent and satisfied, Priya knew that she had found what she had been looking for. She had found excitement and passion, and she knew that she would never be content with anything less.
And Ravi knew that he had found something special in Priya. He knew that he would never be able to let her go, and he was determined to make her his forever.
