In the opulent chambers of Manik Malhotra, the king of Udaipur kingdom, the air was thick with anticipation. Manik, a man known for his insatiable appetite for carnal pleasures, was lounging on his plush bed, his thoughts consumed by the voluptuous Nandini Murthy, his third wife. He had sent his servants to summon her, his desire for her company too potent to ignore.
Nandini, a woman of exquisite beauty and sensuality, arrived at Manik's chambers, her heart pounding in her chest. She could see the lust burning in Manik's eyes, and it ignited a fire within her. She sauntered towards him, her hips swaying seductively, her eyes never leaving his.
Manik, unable to contain his desire any longer, pulled Nandini towards him, his hands roaming over her curvaceous body. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth, as his hands found their way under her saree. Nandini moaned into the kiss, her body arching towards him, her hands tangling in his hair.
Manik's fingers found her wet, warm pussy, and he groaned at the sensation. He wanted to be inside her, to feel her tight pussy clenching around his hard dick. He pushed her onto the bed, his hands tearing at her saree, revealing her naked body to his hungry gaze.
Nandini gasped as Manik's hot mouth found her nipples, his tongue swirling around them, as his fingers continued to explore her pussy. She could feel herself getting wetter, her pussy aching for his hard dick. She reached for his dhoti, pulling it off, revealing his rock-hard dick.
Manik positioned himself between Nandini's legs, his dick teasing her wet pussy. He looked into her eyes, his gaze intense, as he slowly slid his dick into her. Nandini moaned, her pussy stretching to accommodate his size, as he filled her up.
Manik began to thrust, his movements slow and deliberate, his eyes never leaving Nandini's face. He could see the pleasure etched on her face, her eyes closed, her mouth open in a silent moan. He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, as he chased his own pleasure.
Nandini's moans filled the room, her body writhing beneath Manik's. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around Manik's dick. She clung to him, her nails digging into his back, as she reached her climax.
Manik could feel Nandini's pussy clenching around his dick, and it sent him over the edge. He groaned, his body shuddering, as he filled Nandini's pussy with his cum. He collapsed onto her, his breath coming in ragged gasps, as he tried to regain his composure.
A few weeks later, Nandini discovered that she was pregnant. She couldn't help but smile, knowing that she carried Manik's child. She knew that she was just one of Manik's many wives, but in that moment, she felt a sense of pride. She was the one who had given him a child, a testament to their love.
Manik, too, was overjoyed at the news. He knew that he had many wives, but there was something special about Nandini. She was the one who could keep up with his insatiable appetite, the one who could make him feel alive. He couldn't wait to see her belly swell with his child, to see her glow with the life they had created.
Their love story was far from traditional, but it was theirs. They were the king and queen of their own world, a world filled with passion, desire, and love. And in that world, they were free to explore their desires, to indulge in their fantasies, and to create a love that was truly their own.
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