The Power Of Tantra Narayan Dutt Shrimali Novels & Stories

His cheeks become completely red due to shyness. Shivam then leaves her there and goes out. After some time, when Tanya takes a bath and as she is about to open the door and come out, Shivam picks her up in his arms again. Tanya is wearing jeans with a simple cut kurti and also has a dupatta in which she looks very beautiful. Shivam takes her and makes her sit on the dressing table and goes to the bathroom himself.

He turned towards Tanisi and said, "Tanisi, call her Shyamala, no need to address her in any other way. Yes I want to look at that account and re-visit it. In fact had it not been for Shourya I wouldn't spend an anna(equivalent to a penny) on her." Tanisi was not sure why the Samrat was explaining it to her. Little did she know of the danger Shyamala was putting her into and hence didn't know why she was despised by the Samrat. Tanisi blankly looked up at him. Just then the Pratihari came in to announce the arrival of Shyamala, Shourya and Bhavya to the Samrat. Samrat raised a brow and said, "Usher them into the discussion area, Pratihari!" and to Tanisi he said, "Think of the devil! isn't i

He is in all his glory yet, he had no pleased look on his face and is damn hot and sexy with that perilous expression. Meantime, Tanvi gets down from her room dressed up in a designer-made red saree embellished with gold and diamonds and a matching diamond choker studded with ruby. Her hair styled in a bun with a few strands of hair falling on her delicate face gave an exquisite look. The saree fits her curves perfectly and is swaying her hips, which gave her the elegance of a queen. Her slender legs, thin waist, and fragile contours made her appear like a goddess from heaven. Rudra is mesmerized by her attire, his eyes not even a second missed her appearance. He is in awe the entire time.

I'd signed a contract to be courted by two brothers simultaneously. Conventional had stopped being part of my vocabulary weeks ago. Theo looked up at me, studying my face like he was trying to understand how serious I was. Then he took a deep breath. "It's called tantric sex," he began. "It's an ancient practice that came from Hindu and Buddhist traditions. The core principle is about rising energy from the base of your spine... what's called the Muladhara chakra or root chakra... all the way up through each energy center until it reaches the crown of your head."

“Taste the nectar of samsara while I fuck it out of her. This is the true Great Bliss — the stillness found only in complete surrender to desire.” Yeshe Lhamo obeyed, extending her tongue to catch the dripping nectar from the younger nun’s cunt as her own pussy was ravaged, her voice breaking into corrupted mantras. Tenzin Dorje switched with unholy precision — pulling out of Yeshe Lhamo’s gaping, creamy hole with a wet pop and driving straight into Dolma’s tighter, forbidden pussy while forming the Shakti Mudra with both hands on her breasts, channeling twisted energy into her nipples. The young woman screamed as her guru’s thick cock forced its way inside her, stretching her velvety walls