In the heart of New Delhi, a woman named Priya lay in her bed, her thick, black hair splayed out on her pillow. She was nude, her bronzed skin glowing in the moonlight that streamed through her open window. Her back faced the door, unaware of the figure that silently entered her room.
The figure, a man named Arjun, had been enamored with Priya for quite some time. He had always admired her from afar, her curves and the way she carried herself with such grace and confidence. Tonight, he decided to take a chance and reveal his feelings to her.
Arjun approached the bed, his heart pounding in his chest. He took a moment to admire Priya’s beauty before gently running his fingers through her hair. Priya stirred, opening her eyes to see Arjun standing over her. She gave him a small smile, inviting him to join her in the bed.
Arjun didn’t need any further encouragement. He climbed into the bed, pulling Priya close and pressing his lips to hers. Their tongues met, dancing together in a passionate kiss. Arjun’s hands explored Priya’s body, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples.
Priya moaned, her body responding to Arjun’s touch. She ran her hands down his chest, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt. She pulled at the fabric, urging him to remove it. Arjun obliged, throwing it to the side and pressing his bare chest against hers.
Their kiss deepened, their breaths coming in short, hurried gasps. Arjun’s hand trailed down Priya’s body, finding its way between her legs. He began to rub her clit, causing her to moan even louder.
Priya’s body was on fire, her desire for Arjun growing with every touch. She reached down, taking his cock in her hand and giving it a squeeze. Arjun groaned, his hips thrusting forward instinctively.
Arjun couldn’t wait any longer. He positioned himself between Priya’s legs, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, seeking permission. Priya nodded, her eyes filled with desire.
Arjun pushed inside her, filling her completely. They both moaned, their bodies moving together in a rhythm as old as time. Arjun’s hips thrust forward, each stroke hitting Priya’s g-spot and sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Priya’s nails dug into Arjun’s back, her legs wrapped around his waist as she urged him deeper. She could feel herself getting close, her muscles tensing as she prepared for her release.
Arjun could feel Priya’s pussy clenching around his cock, her body trembling with pleasure. He quickened his pace, driving deeper and harder into her.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Priya cried out, her orgasm washing over her in a wave of pleasure. Arjun followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum.
They lay there, their bodies slick with sweat, their breathing heavy. Arjun pulled Priya close, her head resting on his chest as they drifted off to sleep, their bodies still entwined.
In the morning, they would wake up and face the day, their secret tryst a memory that would stay between them. But for now, they were content to lay there, their bodies still humming with the afterglow of their passion.
