In the heart of bustling Mumbai, there was a man named Raj. He was a successful businessman in his late 30s, with a physique that was well-maintained thanks to his dedication to fitness and yoga. One evening, after a long day of work, he decided to visit a local spa for some much-needed relaxation.
As he entered the dimly lit, tranquil space, he couldn’t help but notice the exquisite Indian woman at the reception desk. She had long, black hair that cascaded down her back, and her curves were accentuated by the traditional Indian attire she wore. Her name was Priya, and she was a 22-year-old woman from a nearby village.
Raj felt an immediate attraction to Priya, and as she led him to the changing rooms, he couldn’t help but steal glances at her nude back view. Priya noticed his gaze and gave him a coy smile, her full lips curling up at the corners.
Once in the spa room, Raj undressed and lay down on the massage table, waiting for Priya to begin. As she entered the room, her eyes locked onto his, and he felt a shiver run down his spine. Her touch was gentle yet firm, and as she massaged his shoulders, he could feel himself becoming aroused.
Priya noticed his arousal and leaned in closer, whispering in his ear, “Is there something else I can do for you?”
Raj hesitated for a moment before nodding, and Priya’s smile widened. She climbed onto the table, straddling him, and began to grind her hips against his. He could feel her warmth through the thin fabric of her clothing, and he reached up to touch her.
Priya leaned back, allowing him to remove her top, revealing her full, firm breasts. She moaned as he caressed them, her nipples hardening under his touch. He leaned in, taking one into his mouth and flicking his tongue against it.
Priya arched her back, her breathing becoming heavier. She reached down, pulling his pants down and freeing his erection. She positioned herself above him, slowly lowering herself down onto his shaft.
Raj moaned as he entered her, feeling her tightness envelop him. She began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. He reached up, grabbing her hips, and thrusting up into her.
Priya leaned forward, her long hair cascading down her back as she kissed him. Their tongues intertwined, and he could feel himself getting closer to the edge.
Suddenly, Priya stood up, turning around and bending over the table. She looked over her shoulder, her eyes full of desire. “Take me from behind,” she whispered.
Raj didn’t need to be asked twice. He positioned himself behind her, his hands on her hips as he entered her once again. He began to thrust harder, their bodies slapping against each other.
Priya moaned, her voice echoing through the room. “Yes, yes, just like that,” she cried out.
Raj could feel himself getting close, and he reached down, fingering her clit as he continued to thrust. Priya’s moans grew louder, and she cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock.
The feeling of her orgasm sent him over the edge, and he came hard, filling her with his seed. They collapsed onto the table, panting and sweaty.
After a few moments, Priya stood up, turning around to face him. She leaned in, kissing him softly. “I hope that was satisfactory,” she said with a smile.
Raj couldn’t help but smile back. “More than satisfactory,” he replied.
As they parted ways, Raj couldn’t help but feel grateful for the encounter. It was a night he would never forget, a night of passion and pleasure with the exotic Indian beauty.
