In the heart of New Delhi, a woman named Priya worked tirelessly at her family’s bustling market stall. A voluptuous beauty with almond-shaped eyes and a cascade of black hair, she often caught the admiring gazes of passersby. But one day, a mysterious stranger named Ravi caught her eye.
Ravi, a successful entrepreneur from Mumbai, was captivated by Priya’s radiant beauty and her fiery spirit. Over the course of several days, he returned to the market, engaging Priya in conversation and learning about her hopes, dreams, and fears. With each encounter, their connection deepened, and soon, they found themselves in the throes of passion.
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As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the market in a warm, golden glow, Ravi and Priya slipped away to a nearby hotel. In the dimly lit room, they stood facing each other, their eyes locked in a hungry gaze.
“You’re beautiful,” Ravi murmured, his fingers tracing the curve of Priya’s waist.
“So are you,” she replied, her voice husky with desire.
Their lips met in a fierce kiss, their tongues dancing together as they shed their clothes. Priya’s hands roamed over Ravi’s muscular chest, her fingernails leaving delicate trails in their wake. His hands, too, were busy, kneading and caressing her full breasts, teasing her hard, dark nipples.
With a soft moan, Priya sank to her knees, her eyes never leaving Ravi’s. She took his thick, hard cock in her hand, stroking it gently before taking him into her mouth. Her lips slid up and down his shaft, her tongue swirling around the tip, driving him wild with pleasure.
Ravi’s fingers tangled in Priya’s hair as she sucked him deeper, her moans vibrating around his cock. He could feel the orgasm building, the tension coiling in his balls, but he wanted more.
With a growl, he pulled Priya to her feet and pushed her back onto the bed. He knelt between her thighs, spreading her legs wide and admiring the glistening pink folds of her pussy.
“You’re so wet,” he murmured, his fingers sliding through her slick folds.
Priya arched her back, her breath hitching as Ravi’s fingers found her clit. He circled and teased it, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her.
“Please, Ravi,” she begged, her hips bucking against his touch.
He didn’t need any further encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance and plunged inside, filling her completely.
“Oh, fuck,” Priya cried out, her nails digging into Ravi’s shoulders.
He set a punishing rhythm, driving into her again and again, their bodies slapping together. Priya met him thrust for thrust, their moans and cries of pleasure mingling in the air.
Ravi’s fingers found her clit once more, and he stroked it in time with his thrusts.
“Come for me, Priya,” he commanded, his voice hoarse.
And with that, Priya shattered, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. Ravi followed soon after, his cock pulsing deep inside her as he filled her with his seed.
Breathless and sated, they collapsed onto the bed, their limbs tangled together.
“I never want to let you go,” Ravi whispered, pressing a tender kiss to Priya’s forehead.
“Then don’t,” she replied, her eyes shining with love.
And with that, they surrendered to the power of their desire, lost in each other’s arms.
