Diva’s Lollipop Part 3 (Hindi Audio)

Title: The Diva’s Sweet Temptation – A Desi Delight

The sun was setting over the bustling streets of Mumbai, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. The golden light filtered through the curtains of Sapna’s lavish apartment, casting a warm glow on her curvaceous body as she lounged on the sofa. The divorcee had been enjoying her newfound freedom since her husband’s departure, indulging in long days of self-pampering and uninterrupted pleasure.

Sapna’s crystal-printed silk blouse hugged her ample bosom, and the sheer fabric of her salwar pants revealed the tantalizing outline of her thick thighs. She arched her back, pushing her chest forward as she held a sparkly lollipop between her painted lips. The sweet flavor of strawberry danced on her tongue, arousing her senses further.

Click. The camera began to record, capturing Sapna’s every move. She had taken a liking to filming her private moments, relishing the power she held over her eager audience. Sapna popped the lollipop from her mouth, a string of saliva connecting it to her plump, glossy lips.

“Sukh kienge ya dukh?” (Pleasure or pain?) she purred, breaking into a sultry grin. Her smoky eyes sparkled with mischief, promising sweet indulgence.

With a flick of her wrist, Sapna unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her black lace bra. The delicate fabric struggled to contain her heaving assets, the chocolate-brown peaks threatening to burst free. She pinched her nipples through the lace, gasping at the electric sensation that coursed through her body.

Rising from the sofa, Sapna sashayed towards the bedroom, her hips swaying seductively. She kicked her sandals off, giving the camera a tantalizing glimpse of her painted toenails. Upon reaching the bed, she unzipped her pants, revealing a lacy matching thong that left little to the imagination.

The Indian diva tossed her head back, letting out a throaty moan as she ran her fingers through her hair. With a swift movement, she unhooked her bra, allowing her heavy breasts to spill free. Sapna cupped them together, teasing the camera with a nipple that was stiff with arousal.

She hooked her thumbs into her panties, ready to reveal her final secret. Sapna paused, flashing a wicked smile. “Akhir ka ishaara?” (The final gesture?) she whispered, biting her lower lip.

The anticipation was palpable as she slowly slid her panties down her thick thighs, revealing her waxed pussy. She spread her legs wide, giving the audience an unobstructed view of her glistening, hairless folds. The Diva ran her fingers through her slit, shuddering at the pleasurable sensation.

With a sultry grin, Sapna buried two fingers deep inside her moist cavern, closing her eyes as she imagined them as tongues, exploring every inch of her sensitive flesh. She pumped her fingers in and out, her moans growing louder with each thrust.

Suddenly, Sapna’s phone buzzed, interrupting her delightful reverie. She glanced at the screen to see a message from Aarti, her college friend and secret admirer.

“Tumhe kabhi koi samjhaya hai ki aapki shakti kahan hai?” (Have you ever wondered where your power lies?) Aarti had messaged.

Sapna pondered the question for a moment, her fingers still buried inside her. She glanced at herself in the mirror, taking in her naked form, glistening with sweat and arousal. Suddenly, it dawned on her—her power lay in her body, her sensuality, and her ability to drive men and women wild with desire.

With renewed confidence, Sapna turned her attention back to the camera. She pulled her fingers out of her dripping slit and held them up to her mouth, sucking on them lustfully. The taste of her own essence sent shivers down her spine, confirming the realization of her power.

Sapna sat back on the bed, spreading her legs wider. She reached for the lollipop she had placed on the bedside table, popping it back into her mouth. Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she sucked on the sweet, savoring the flavor that now mingled with her own.

The Indian diva ran the lollipop along her inner thighs, teasing herself with the cool, hard candy. She traced it over her sensitive clit, gasping at the unfamiliar sensation. Sapna inserted the lollipop into her dripping entrance, slowly pushing it deeper, inch by inch, until only the stick remained visible.

With a fierce grip on the lollipop stick, Sapna began to thrust it in and out, fucking herself with the flavored candy. Her moans grew louder, filling the room with the symphony of her pleasure.

Sapna couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying this solo show. She had always been adventurous, but this was a new level of experimentation. The idea of using a lollipop as a toy sent waves of excitement through her body.

As Sapna continued to thrust, she felt a surge of heat building within her. Her toes began to curl, and her breath grew shallow. She clenched around the lollipop, her inner walls pulsing with anticipation.

Suddenly, without warning, she was overwhelmed by an intense orgasm. She cried out, her body shaking uncontrollably as waves of pleasure coursed through her. Sapna’s eyes rolled back, her lollipop falling from her grasp as she rode out the intense sensation.

Spent and satisfied, Sapna lay on the bed, basking in the afterglow. She had discovered a new side to herself, one that relished in the exploration of her own body and desires. She knew that this was just the beginning of a long journey of self-discovery and sensual indulgence.

Sapna took a deep breath, knowing that her audience would be eager for more. She winked at the camera and gave it a sultry smile. “Kya aapko yeh pasand aaya?” (Did you enjoy it?) she purred. “Lekin aaj ke baad mere pass kya hoga?” (But what will happen next?)

As the camera stopped recording, Sapna giggled with excitement, deciding that her next move would be a surprise. She had a feeling that her viewers were in for a wild and unforgettable ride.