In the heart of New Delhi, a city that never sleeps, a woman named Nalini found herself awake in the dead of night. A thick, voluptuous woman in her late twenties, Nalini had raven black hair that cascaded down her back in waves. She was a rare beauty, an Indian babe who embraced her curves and flaunted them with pride.
As she lay in bed, her mind wandered to thoughts of her neighbor, Aryan. Aryan was a handsome young man, with chiseled features and a toned body. Nalini had admired him from afar for months, their only interactions limited to polite smiles and nods as they passed each other in the hallway.
But tonight, something changed. Nalini couldn’t shake the feeling that Aryan was thinking about her too. She could feel his gaze on her, even when they weren’t in the same room. And as she lay in bed, she knew that she had to have him.
With a sudden surge of courage, Nalini got out of bed and tiptoed over to Aryan’s door. She took a deep breath and knocked softly, her heart pounding in her chest.
When Aryan opened the door, he was taken aback by Nalini’s boldness. But as he looked into her eyes, he saw the desire burning within her. Without a word, he stepped aside and let her in.
Nalini’s heart raced as she entered Aryan’s room. She turned to face him, her back to the door, and slowly began to unbutton her blouse. Aryan’s breath hitched in his throat as he watched her, his eyes glued to her curves.
As Nalini slipped out of her blouse, she let it fall to the floor, revealing her luscious breasts encased in a skimpy lace bra. Aryan couldn’t help himself – he reached out and cupped her breasts in his hands, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.
Nalini moaned softly at Aryan’s touch, her body aching for more. She stepped closer to him, their bodies pressed together, and reached down to unbutton his pants. She slid her hand inside, wrapping her fingers around his hard cock.
Aryan gasped as Nalini began to stroke him, her touch setting his body on fire. He reached around and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. He cupped her breasts in his hands, his thumbs brushing over her nipples.
Nalini moaned louder as Aryan touched her, her body begging for more. She sank to her knees, pulling Aryan’s pants down with her. She took his cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip.
Aryan groaned as Nalini sucked him, his hips thrusting forward involuntarily. He reached down and tangled his fingers in her hair, pulling her closer.
But Nalini wasn’t done yet. She stood up and turned around, pressing her ass against Aryan’s cock. She reached behind her and guided him inside her, moaning as he filled her up.
Aryan’s hands gripped Nalini’s hips as he began to thrust, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm. Nalini’s moans grew louder as he hit her sweet spot, their bodies slick with sweat.
As they moved together, Nalini could feel herself getting close to the edge. She reached down and began to rub her clit, her body trembling with pleasure.
Aryan could feel Nalini’s muscles clenching around him, her orgasm building. He thrust harder and faster, his own release just moments away.
With a final thrust, Aryan came inside Nalini, his warm cum filling her up. Nalini moaned as she felt him inside her, her own orgasm crashing over her in waves.
As they caught their breath, Nalini turned around and looked at Aryan, a satisfied smile on her face. “That was amazing,” she whispered.
Aryan nodded, still trying to catch his breath. “It was,” he agreed.
As they lay in bed together, their bodies entwined, Nalini knew that this was just the beginning. She couldn’t wait to see what the future held for her and Aryan.
