In the heart of Jaipur, India, there lived a woman of unparalleled beauty. Her name was Priya, a wealthy merchant’s daughter, with thick curves that would put any Bollywood actress to shame. Her raven-black hair cascaded down her back, contrasting with her caramel complexion, and her dark, alluring eyes could make any man’s heart flutter.
One day, a handsome British traveler named James arrived in town. Mesmerized by Priya’s beauty, he found himself invited to a feast at her family’s mansion. Their eyes met over a spicy curry, and they both knew they couldn’t resist each other.
As the night progressed, their attraction grew. James carefully planned his next move. He excused himself from the table, and Priya followed. Their eyes locked, and he leaned in for a kiss, tenderly caressing her full lips. Their tongues danced, and Priya couldn’t help but moan softly, feeling his stubble scratch her chin.
James, not wasting a moment, trailed his lips down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses. He gently nibbled her earlobe, causing her to gasp. He reached behind her, unclasping her saree, letting it fall gracefully to the ground. Her voluptuous figure stood before him, and he couldn’t help but stare at her luscious curves.
Priya, feeling desired, took James’s hand, leading him to her bedroom. She pushed him onto the bed, climbing on top of him. They continued their passionate kissing as she ground her hips against his, feeling his growing arousal through his trousers.
She broke their kiss, sitting up, and pulled her blouse over her head. Her round, firm breasts bounced free, her dark nipples already hard with desire. James couldn’t help but reach up, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples with his thumbs. She threw her head back and moaned, grinding her hips harder against him.
Priya, knowing she wanted more, slid down James’s body, unbuttoning his trousers. She pulled them down, revealing his hard cock, already leaking precum. She leaned down, her long hair tickling his thighs, and took him into her mouth.
James moaned as she sucked him, her tongue swirling around his shaft, teasing the tip. She slid her mouth up and down, taking him deeper each time. He reached down, tangling his fingers in her hair, pulling her closer.
Feeling ready, Priya climbed back onto James, straddling his hips. She guided him to her entrance, sinking down onto him slowly. They both moaned as he filled her, stretching her.
She began to rock her hips, grinding against him. He met her thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together. They both panted and moaned, their pleasure building.
James reached up, cupping Priya’s breasts, teasing her nipples. She leaned down, kissing him deeply, their tongues dancing together. He trailed his hands down her body, gripping her hips, guiding her movements.
Priya broke their kiss, throwing her head back as she rode him harder. She moaned, feeling her orgasm building. James, not wanting to wait any longer, sat up, wrapping his arms around her. He kissed her neck, whispering filthy things in her ear as he thrust up into her.
She moaned louder, feeling her orgasm wash over her. James followed, groaning as he emptied himself inside her. They both panted, their bodies slick with sweat.
As their breathing returned to normal, Priya climbed off James, lying down beside him. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. They both knew they couldn’t resist each other any longer.
As the night wore on, they explored each other’s bodies, learning what made the other moan. They tried different positions, each one more pleasurable than the last. And as the sun began to rise, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, knowing that this was only the beginning.
