In the heart of India, far from the bustling streets of the city, lay a small temple nestled in the lush jungle. It was here that the beautiful Devi, an 18-year-old Indian babe with thick curves and long, black hair, had spent her entire life.
One full moon night, Devi performed her temple dance, a ritual she had practiced since she was a little girl. Dressed in a traditional Indian saree, her midriff exposed, her hips swaying to the hypnotic rhythm of the tabla, she caught the eye of a wandering traveler.
He was a tall, muscular man with piercing blue eyes and a rugged beard. He had journeyed far and wide, but never had he seen a woman as captivating as Devi. He watched from afar, his heart pounding with desire, his mind consumed by thoughts of her.
As the dance came to an end, the traveler approached Devi, his intentions clear in his eyes. But Devi, though intrigued by the stranger, was not one to give in easily. She politely declined his advances, but the traveler was persistent.
He complimented her dance, her beauty, and her strength. And slowly, as the night wore on, Devi found herself drawn to him, his words echoing in her mind. She invited him to join her in the temple, but made it clear that she was not to be touched.
Inside the dimly lit temple, the traveler watched as Devi lit incense and began to chant. He could feel the energy in the room, the sacredness of the space. And as Devi moved around the room, her hips swaying to an unheard rhythm, the traveler felt his desire grow.
But he held back, respecting Devi’s wishes. And as the night wore on, they talked, sharing stories of their lives, their dreams, and their desires. And with each passing moment, the traveler felt his connection to Devi grow stronger.
Finally, as the moon began to set, Devi turned to the traveler, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She whispered, “I will allow you to touch me, but only if you promise to make me feel good. Do you understand?”
The traveler nodded, his heart pounding with excitement. And with that, Devi began to undress, revealing her thick curves and smooth, brown skin. The traveler couldn’t help but stare, his mind consumed by thoughts of her.
Devi moved closer to the traveler, her body pressed against his. And with a seductive smile, she began to kiss him, her lips soft and inviting. The traveler responded, his hands exploring Devi’s body, her curves, her softness.
They moved to the floor, their bodies entwined, their breaths heavy with desire. The traveler kissed Devi’s neck, her earlobes, and her breasts, his hands caressing her body, making her moan with pleasure.
And as he made his way down Devi’s body, she spread her legs wide, inviting him in. The traveler didn’t hesitate, his tongue exploring Devi’s wetness, making her moan louder.
But Devi wanted more. She whispered, “I want you inside me. Now.”
The traveler obliged, his hard cock sliding into Devi’s wet pussy, filling her up. They moved together, their bodies in sync, their moans echoing in the temple.
The traveler took Devi from behind, their bodies moving in the missionary position, their moans growing louder. And as the traveler thrust deeper and harder, Devi cried out, “Yes, yes, yes!”
They changed positions, Devi on top, riding the traveler, her hips moving in a rhythmic dance. And as she rode him, the traveler couldn’t help but stare at her beauty, her curves, her strength.
Finally, they reached their climax, their bodies trembling, their moans echoing in the temple. And as they lay together, spent and satisfied, the traveler whispered, “Thank you, Devi. That was the best sex I’ve ever had.”
Devi smiled, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. And as the sun began to rise, she whispered, “I’m glad you enjoyed it. But remember, this was a one-time thing. I am a woman of the temple, and my duties come first.”
The traveler nodded, understanding the rules. And with a final kiss, he left the temple, his heart full, his mind at peace.
And Devi, back in her saree, returned to her temple dance, her body moving to the hypnotic rhythm of the tabla, her heart at ease. For she knew that she had experienced something special, something that would stay with her forever.
