In the heart of Mumbai, a bustling city full of life and color, lived a young man named Ravi. At the age of 25, Ravi was a successful businessman, known for his sharp mind and charming personality. He had always been fascinated by the exotic beauty of Indian women, with their dark hair, almond-shaped eyes, and luscious curves.
One day, while attending a business meeting, Ravi met Priya, a stunning 22-year-old woman from Delhi. She was a successful entrepreneur, fiercely independent, and unapologetically sensual. Ravi was immediately drawn to her, and they quickly discovered a mutual attraction.
After the meeting, Ravi invited Priya to his apartment for a drink. She accepted, and they spent the evening talking and laughing, getting to know each other better. As the night wore on, the chemistry between them grew stronger, and they found themselves unable to resist the pull of their desires.
With a mischievous smile, Priya stood up and took Ravi’s hand, leading him towards the bathroom. “Let’s take a shower,” she whispered, her voice dripping with invitation.
As they stepped into the warm spray of the shower, Ravi wrapped his arms around Priya’s waist, pulling her close. He kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. Priya moaned softly, her body melting against his.
Ravi’s hands roamed over Priya’s curves, caressing her breasts and teasing her nipples. She gasped, arching her back as he pinched her nipples between his fingers, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
Priya’s hands were not idle either. She reached down between Ravi’s legs, wrapping her fingers around his hard cock. She stroked him slowly, her touch driving him wild with desire.
Ravi broke the kiss, trailing his lips down Priya’s neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. She tilted her head back, giving him better access, as he made his way towards her breasts. He sucked one nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his teeth and tongue, while his hand continued to knead and massage the other breast.
Priya’s moans grew louder, her breathing ragged, as Ravi’s mouth moved lower, down her stomach and towards her wet pussy. He knelt before her, spreading her legs apart, and buried his face between her thighs.
Ravi licked and sucked on Priya’s clit, teasing it with his tongue, as she writhed and moaned above him. He slid a finger inside her, feeling her wet heat, as he continued to pleasure her with his mouth.
Priya’s orgasm built slowly, her muscles tensing as she approached the edge. Ravi could feel her getting closer, her moans growing louder, and then she cried out, her body shaking as she came hard, her juices flowing over his fingers.
As Priya caught her breath, Ravi stood up, his cock still hard and throbbing. He guided her towards the wall, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him close.
Ravi entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around his cock. He started to move, thrusting in and out of her, as she ground her hips against him, meeting his every stroke.
Their rhythm grew faster, their moans and gasps filling the bathroom, as they lost themselves in the pleasure of their union. Ravi could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening, and then he came, his hot cum filling Priya’s pussy.
Priya milked every last drop from Ravi’s cock, her muscles contracting around him, as they both rode out the waves of their orgasms.
Exhausted and satisfied, they collapsed against each other, their bodies slick with sweat and water. They stayed there, under the warm shower, for a long time, enjoying the afterglow of their passion.
As they stepped out of the shower, Ravi looked at Priya, a content smile on his face. “Welcome to Mumbai,” he said, his voice husky with desire.
Priya smiled back, her eyes shining with satisfaction. “It’s a shower I’ll never forget,” she replied.
