In the heart of New Delhi, a woman named Priya walked through the crowded streets. With her long, black hair cascading down her back and her curves accentuated by the traditional Indian clothing she wore, she turned heads wherever she went. But tonight, she had a different destination in mind. She was heading towards the secluded rooftop of an abandoned building, where she would meet a man who had been haunting her dreams for weeks.
As she climbed the stairs to the rooftop, she felt a shiver run down her spine. She knew that what she was about to do was forbidden, but she couldn’t resist the pull she felt towards this mysterious man. As she reached the top of the stairs, she saw him standing there, his muscular body illuminated by the moonlight.
“Priya,” he whispered, his voice deep and husky. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
She took a step towards him, her heart pounding in her chest. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
“I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you,” he said, his eyes burning with desire.
She leaned in, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her clothing. She moaned, her body responding to his touch.
He slowly began to undress her, his fingers tracing a path down her body as he revealed her curves. She stood before him, naked and vulnerable, her body on fire with desire.
He knelt before her, his lips finding her nipples, teasing and nibbling them until she cried out with pleasure. His hands explored her body, his fingers finding her wet and ready for him.
He stood, his body pressing against hers, his hard length pressing against her belly. She reached down, her fingers wrapping around his cock, stroking him until he groaned with pleasure.
He lifted her, his hands cupping her ass as he carried her to the edge of the rooftop. He laid her down, her body spread out before him like a feast. He knelt between her legs, his tongue finding her clit, teasing her until she cried out with pleasure.
He entered her, his cock filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her. He began to move, his hips thrusting as he took her higher and higher.
She moaned, her fingers digging into his back as he fucked her. His lips found hers, their tongues dancing together as they moved in perfect harmony.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit, teasing her until she cried out with pleasure. She felt herself spiraling higher and higher, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
He followed her, his body shaking as he came inside her. They lay together, their bodies spent and sated.
“I’ve never felt like this before,” she whispered, her head resting on his chest.
“Neither have I,” he replied, his fingers tracing patterns on her back.
They lay there, the night air around them, their bodies entwined in a dance as old as time itself.
And as the sun began to rise, they knew that they would never be the same again.
