In the heart of an ancient Indian temple, a woman with raven black hair and a voluptuous figure knelt before an ornate stone altar. Her name was Priya, a devout temple dancer who had spent years perfecting her art. She was known for her thick curves and almond-shaped eyes that held a mysterious allure.
As she closed her eyes in deep concentration, she heard a rustling sound behind her. She turned her head to find a handsome stranger, his eyes taking in her naked form. A thrill ran through her as she realized he was the prince she had heard stories of, visiting the temple in disguise.
Priya rose slowly, her eyes locked with his. A sensual smile played on her lips as she approached him, her hips swaying seductively. She reached up to trace his jawline with her fingers, her breath hitching as he leaned into her touch.
With a flick of her wrist, she unfastened the tie on his robe, letting it fall open to reveal his toned chest. Her fingers trailed down his body, lingering on his muscled abs before reaching for his cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking it gently as he groaned with pleasure.
Priya led the prince to the altar, pushing him down gently onto its cold stone surface. She straddled him, her wet pussy grinding against his hard cock. Her fingers found his lips, tracing them gently before dipping inside his mouth. He sucked on them hungrily, his tongue swirling around her fingers.
She pulled her fingers out of his mouth and leaned down to kiss him, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths as she ground her hips against him. He groaned, reaching up to cup her breasts, his thumbs flicking her nipples.
Priya broke the kiss and trailed her lips down his neck, nibbling gently on his earlobe. She continued down his body, her tongue tracing a path down his chest and abs. She reached his cock, taking it into her mouth and swirling her tongue around it.
The prince moaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. She reached up to cup his balls, massaging them gently as she sucked him harder.
Priya pulled back, licking her lips. She reached down to spread her pussy lips, her fingers glistening with wetness. She rubbed her clit gently, moaning as she felt the pleasure building up inside her.
She positioned herself over his cock, slowly lowering herself onto it. She gasped as she felt him fill her up, her pussy clutching him tightly. She began to ride him slowly, her hips rocking back and forth.
The prince reached up to grab her hips, thrusting up into her harder. Priya moaned, her head thrown back as she felt herself getting closer to orgasm.
Suddenly, she pulled off him, turning around and positioning herself on all fours. She looked back at him, her eyes glazed with desire. The prince didn’t need any further invitation, positioning himself behind her and thrusting into her.
Priya moaned, her fingers digging into the stone altar as he fucked her harder. She felt herself getting closer and closer to orgasm, her pussy clenching around his cock.
With a final thrust, the prince came, his hot cum filling her up. Priya followed shortly after, her orgasm rippling through her body.
They collapsed onto the altar, panting and covered in sweat. Priya turned to look at the prince, her eyes soft. She knew this was a moment they would never forget, a forbidden fruit they had tasted in the heart of the temple.
