Shiv strolled through the bustling streets of Bangalore, his mind still buzzing with the memories of his recent encounters. Each woman he had met had left an indelible mark on his senses. The thrill of seduction coursing through his veins was undeniable.
As he walked towards his apartment, he noticed a figure in the dimly lit hallway, a silhouette he had grown accustomed to seeing every day. It was Rupa, his neighbour’s maid, a woman in her mid-twenties with a curvaceous figure and a charming smile.
Rupa’s beauty was unconventional, with her plump frame, full breasts, and wide hips. But there was something undeniably alluring about her. Her dark eyes held a hint of mischief. Her luscious lips curved into a smile as she caught sight of Shiv.
“Good evening, Sir,” Rupa greeted him, her voice soft and sultry. Her Bengali accent added a musical quality to her words, sending a shiver down Shiv’s spine.
“Rupa, my dear,” Shiv replied, his voice deep and playful. “You’re still here at this hour. Your employers must be keeping you busy.”
“Oh, they do, Sir,” she giggled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “But I don’t mind. I enjoy my work, and I love taking care of the little ones.”
Shiv couldn’t help but notice the way her sari clung to her generous curves, accentuating her voluptuous figure. Her dark hair, tied in a messy bun, framed her round face, and her dusky skin glowed under the hallway’s soft lighting.
“You look stunning tonight, Rupa,” Shiv complimented, taking a step closer. “That sari suits you perfectly.”
Rupa blushed, her cheeks turning a delightful shade of crimson. “Thank you, Sir. I… I like to look nice for the family.”
“But do you ever think about looking nice for yourself? Or perhaps, for someone else?” Shiv’s voice lowered, taking on a suggestive tone. He stepped even closer, invading her personal space, but Rupa didn’t seem to mind.
“For someone else?” She repeated, her eyes widening with curiosity. “I…I don’t understand, Sir.”
“Come now, Rupa,” Shiv whispered, his breath warm against her ear. “You’re a woman with desires, just like any other. I can see it in your eyes. That spark of curiosity, the hint of longing.”
Rupa’s breath quickened, and her heart raced as she felt Shiv’s warm breath on her neck. She had always found him attractive, with his tall, lean frame and intense gaze. But she never imagined he would notice her.
Being a maid, she had learned to keep her head down and her desires hidden, but Shiv’s words ignited a fire within her.
“I… I do have desires, Sir,” she admitted her voice barely above a whisper. “But I never thought.”
“Never thought what?” Shiv asked, his hand gently caressing her waist, making her shiver. “That someone like me would want you? That your body, with its soft curves and luscious breasts, could drive a man wild with lust?”
Rupa’s eyes widened, and her lips parted as she felt Shiv’s hand slide around her waist, pulling her closer. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and it sent a rush of heat between her thighs.
“You’re a man of taste, Sir,” she whispered, her voice laced with desire. “And I… I want to please you.”
“Oh, you will, my dear,” Shiv murmured, his lips brushing against her earlobe. “But first, let me show you what true pleasure feels like.”
With that, Shiv guided Rupa towards the nearby stairs, his hand firmly holding her by the waist. The soft fabric of her sari brushed against his rough palms, and he could feel her trembling with anticipation.
They reached the top of the stairs. Shiv pushed open the door to the rooftop, a secluded spot that offered a breathtaking view of the city’s twinkling lights.
“This is my favourite place,” Shiv said, his voice husky with desire. “A secret spot where I can indulge in my wildest fantasies.”
Rupa’s eyes widened as she took in the scene before her. The rooftop was adorned with fairy lights, creating a magical atmosphere. A soft blanket was spread on the ground, and a basket filled with wine and snacks sat nearby.
“It’s beautiful, Sir,” she breathed, her heart pounding in her chest.
“Not as beautiful as you, my dear,” Shiv replied, his fingers gently tilting her chin up. “But tonight, I want to make you feel beautiful. I want to worship every inch of your stunning body.”
Rupa’s breath caught in her throat as Shiv’s lips claimed hers in a passionate kiss. His tongue danced with hers, exploring and teasing, sending waves of pleasure through her body. She could taste the hint of wine on his breath, and it only fueled her desire.
Breaking the kiss, Shiv began to untie her sari, his fingers deftly unravelling the fabric. Rupa’s breath quickened as her sari fell away, revealing her full, round breasts encased in a simple cotton bra.
“You’re exquisite,” Shiv whispered, his eyes devouring her. “Your body is a work of art.”
Rupa blushed, feeling exposed yet strangely empowered. She watched as Shiv’s eyes travelled down her body, taking in her generous curves. Her soft belly and the hint of dark hair peeking from her panties.
“I want to touch you,” Shiv said, his voice hoarse with need. “May I?”
Rupa nodded her body on fire with anticipation. Shiv’s hands gently cupped her breasts, his thumbs teasing her hardened nipples through the thin fabric. She moaned softly, her head falling back as pleasure rippled through her.
“You like that, don’t you?” Shiv whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “You like it when I touch you when I make you feel wanted.”
“Yes,” Rupa breathed, her voice barely audible. “Please, more…”
Shiv’s hands moved lower, sliding beneath her skirt, and she felt his fingers brush against her wetness. She was already soaking, her body responding to his touch with eagerness.
“So wet already,” Shiv murmured, his fingers dipping into her folds. “You’re ready for me, aren’t you, my sweet Rupa?”
Rupa nodded, unable to form words as Shiv’s fingers teased her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. He worked her with slow, deliberate strokes, building her desire to a fever pitch.
“Please, Sir,” she begged, her voice thick with need. “I need more.”
Shiv smiled, his eyes dark with desire. “Oh, you’ll have more, my pet. But first, I want to taste you.”
With that, he pushed her gently onto the blanket, his hands guiding her down. Rupa’s heart raced as she felt the soft fabric beneath her, knowing what was about to happen. Shiv knelt between her legs, his eyes fixed on her glistening core.
“You’re beautiful here, too,” he whispered, his breath warm against her thighs. “So wet and ready for my tongue.”
Rupa gasped as Shiv’s tongue flicked against her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure through her. He licked and sucked, teasing her sensitive bud, driving her wild with desire. His fingers continued to work her wetness, his thumb circling her entrance, preparing her for what was to come.
“Oh, Sir,” Rupa moaned, her hips arching off the blanket. “I’m going to…”
“Come for me, my pet,” Shiv urged, his tongue working her clit with expert precision. “Let me taste your sweet release.”
Rupa’s body convulsed as an intense orgasm ripped through her. She cried out, her hands clutching at the blanket, her back arching as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Shiv continued to lap at her, drinking in her essence until her tremors subsided.
“That was incredible,” Rupa breathed, her eyes fluttering open. “I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
Shiv smiled, his eyes glittering with satisfaction. “We’re just getting started, my dear. I want to give you more. I want to fuck you until you can’t walk straight.”
Rupa’s heart raced at his words, her body still buzzing from her climax. She watched as Shiv stood, his lean, muscular body outlined by the soft glow of the fairy lights. He undid his pants, letting them fall to the ground, revealing his thick, erect cock.
“You’re gorgeous,” Rupa whispered, her eyes locked on his impressive length. “So big…”
“And you’re going to take every inch of me,” Shiv promised, his voice thick with desire.
He stepped forward, positioning himself at her entrance. Rupa felt the head of his cock pressing against her, and she couldn’t help but gasp at the sensation.
“Relax, my pet,” Shiv whispered, his hands stroking her thighs. “Let me in, nice and slow.”
Rupa nodded, her body opening to him as he began to push forward. She felt a stretch, a delicious fullness as he entered her, inch by inch. Shiv’s eyes closed as he savoured the sensation, her warmth enveloping him.
“So tight,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips. “Your pussy is gripping me, milking me.”
Rupa moaned, her body adjusting to his size. She could feel his length filling her, stretching her most exquisitely.
“Move, Sir,” she begged, her hands gripping his shoulders. “Please, fuck me.”
Shiv began to thrust slowly at first, setting a rhythmic pace. He withdrew almost entirely before slamming back into her, his hips meeting hers with a satisfying slap. Rupa cried out, her body welcoming the invasion, her wetness slicking his path.
“That’s it, my pet,” Shiv growled, his voice thick with lust. “Take it all. Take my cock deep inside you.”
Rupa’s breath came in short gasps as Shiv picked up the pace, his hips pounding into her. His cock filled her, hitting her sweet spot with each thrust, sending pleasure coursing through her veins.
“Oh, Sir,” she moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders. “Yes, yes…right there.”
Shiv leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss as he continued to fuck her with abandon. His tongue mimicked the rhythm of his hips, their mouths devouring each other in a feverish dance.
“You’re incredible,” Shiv panted, his eyes dark with desire. “So tight, so wet… I’m going to fill you with my cum.”
Rupa’s body trembled at his words, her desire spiralling out of control. She wanted him to come, to feel his hot release deep inside her.
“Yes, Sir,” she begged, her nails raking his back. “Cum for me… please…”
Shiv’s thrusts became more frantic, his cock pounding into her with primal urgency. Rupa matched his rhythm, her hips rising to meet his, their bodies moving as one.
“I’m close,” Shiv grunted, his breath hot against her neck. “So fucking close.”
Rupa felt his cock swell within her, and she knew he was on the brink. She tightened her muscles, milking his length, urging him on.
“Cum, Sir,” she whispered, her voice hoarse with need. “Fill me, please.”
With a guttural roar, Shiv came, his body shaking as he released his hot seed deep inside her. Rupa cried out, her orgasm crashing over her, her walls milking his cock as wave after wave of pleasure rocked her body.
They collapsed onto the blanket, their bodies entwined, their hearts racing. Shiv’s cock still pulsed within her. Rupa revelled in the sensation. Her body was satiated yet craving more.
“That was…” Rupa began. Her voice was soft and breathless.
“Incredible,” Shiv finished, his lips curving into a satisfied smile. “You’re an extraordinary woman, Rupa. Your body is a gift, and I intend to explore every inch of it.”
Rupa blushed, her heart fluttering at his words. She had never felt so desired, so alive, and she knew that this was just the beginning of their passionate affair.
“I… I want more, Sir,” she whispered, her eyes locked on his. “I want to learn everything from you.”
Shiv’s smile widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, my dear Rupa, we’ve only just begun. I have so much more to teach you, and I can’t wait to see what pleasures we’ll discover together.”
As they lay there, tangled in each other’s arms, the city of Bangalore twinkled below them, unaware of the forbidden passion that had just ignited on that rooftop. Shiv and Rupa’s affair had only just begun. The night promised even more intense and erotic experiences.
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