In the heart of India, in a small village nestled between the lush jungle and the winding river, lived a woman named Mallika. She was a woman of great beauty and grace, with a thick, voluptuous figure and long, black hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall. She was known throughout the village for her skills as a dancer, and would often perform the traditional temple dances for the villagers during the festivals and celebrations.
One day, a wealthy merchant from the city came to the village. He had heard tales of Mallika’s beauty and grace, and was eager to see her dance for himself. He made his way to the temple where she was performing, and took a seat in the front row.
As Mallika began to dance, the merchant was captivated by her movements. Her hips swayed hypnotically, her arms and hands moved with elegant precision, and her eyes sparkled with a mischievous twinkle. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her, and as the dance came to an end, he knew he had to have her.
He approached Mallika, and after showering her with compliments and gifts, he asked if she would consider spending the night with him. Mallika, who had never been with a man before, was hesitant at first. But the merchant was persuasive, and after some gentle coaxing, she agreed.
They made their way to the merchant’s lavish tent, and as soon as the door closed behind them, the merchant began to undress Mallika. He started with her elaborate headdress, gently removing it to reveal her long, black hair. He then removed her veil, revealing her beautiful, bare breasts.
Mallika, who had never been naked in front of a man before, was both nervous and excited. She closed her eyes and let the merchant explore her body. He started by kissing her neck, and then moved down to her breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth and teasing it with his tongue.
Mallika let out a soft moan as the merchant’s hands explored her body. He moved down to her thick, curvy hips, and then lower still, to her wet, waiting pussy. He began to kiss and lick her, and Mallika let out a loud moan as she felt his tongue on her clit.
The merchant continued to pleasure Mallika, and soon she was begging for more. She begged him to enter her, and he did, slowly and gently at first, but then with more urgency as Mallika’s moans grew louder.
They switched positions, with Mallika now on top, riding the merchant’s cock as he lay on his back. She ground her hips against him, and the merchant reached up to pinch and tease her nipples.
They changed positions again, this time with the merchant taking Mallika from behind. He entered her from behind, and began to thrust harder and faster. Mallika let out a loud moan as she felt the merchant’s cock fill her up.
They continued like this for what seemed like hours, switching positions and exploring each other’s bodies. And when they were finished, they lay in each other’s arms, exhausted and satisfied.
The merchant left the village the next day, but he and Mallika continued to see each other whenever he was in town. And Mallika, who had never known the pleasures of the flesh before, found herself longing for more.
