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Shruti Nights

Five cities. One woman. Pure Hindi dirty talk that will make you lose control.

1. Delhi Monsoon Madness – Delhi

Chapter 1 – Knock in the Rain

2 a.m. Delhi. Rain like bullets. Rohan opened the door and forgot how to breathe. Shruti stood there in a soaked red saree clinging like paint — nipples hard, waist chain dripping, payal chiming with every shiver. “Bhaiyaar… gaadi kharab ho gayi… andar aa jaun?” she purred, biting her lip.

Chapter 2 – Wet Red Saree

She stepped in and let the pallu fall on purpose. The blouse was see-through, heavy breasts heaving. “Dekh na… kitni geeli ho gayi hoon… tu bhi geela kar de mujhe.” She slowly peeled off seven meters of wet silk until she stood in only red lace panties and that silver payal. “Jaanu… touch kar… dekh kitna garam hai yeh badan.”

Chapter 3 – Thunder, Payal & Moans

Lightning flashed as she pushed him onto the couch, climbed on top and sank down slowly. “Haaay… kitna bada hai re tera… aahh… dheere… nahi zor se… haan aise… phaad do aaj!” Her payal rang with every thrust. When she came she screamed “Bas kar… nahi… aur zor se… fuck!”

Chapter 4 – Bedroom Storm

Second round on the bed — doggy style, hair pulled, ass red from spanking. “Zor se thappad maar… haan… bol kutiya bol mujhe… aahh… teri randi hoon main aaj!”

Chapter 5 – Morning Chai & Marks

At sunrise she made chai wearing only his shirt, bite marks on her neck, payal still on. “Kal phir aaungi… promise.”

2. Jaipur Palace Princess

Ch 1 – Ghunghat & Gold

Rajput prince Arjun received her as “gift”. She arrived in heavy lehenga and ghunghat, then dropped the veil to reveal nothing underneath but kamarband and payal. “Maharaja ji… aaj aapki sej saja doongi.”

Ch 2 – Ghee Massage

She poured warm desi ghee over her breasts and made him lick it off while riding him slowly on the marble floor. “Chaat… haan… poora saaf kar do… aahh… ab andar daalo na please!”

Ch 3 – Mirror Palace Fuck

In the Sheesh Mahal she made him watch from every angle while she bounced on him reverse cowgirl, payal ringing, ghee dripping. “Dekho… kitni tight hai teri rani… aaj phaad daal mujhe!”

Ch 4 – Royal Bath

Milk bath with rose petals, she rode him underwater until they both came screaming. “Paani mein bhi itna mazaa… haay!”

Ch 5 – Leaving with the Crown

She left at dawn wearing only his royal crown and a smile.

3. Mumbai Penthouse Queen

Ch 1 – 70th Floor Arrival

Shruti walked in wearing a tiny black dress, removed it in the elevator. “Aaj teri luxury flat mein teri luxury rand bana dungi.”

Ch 2 – Body Oil & City View

She poured warm almond oil over herself, made him lick it off while fucking against the glass wall, Mumbai skyline watching. “Saara sheher dekh raha hai… aur zor se chod!”

Ch 3 – Mirror Ceiling

On the bed with mirror ceiling she rode him reverse, watching herself come. “Dekh kitni wild hoon main… aahh… haan aise!”