The brunette Indian beauty, Smita, found solace in the secluded mountain range that surrounded her humble abode. Her luscious raven hair cascaded down her bare back, stopping just above the curve of her generous hips. The chilly mountain air tickled her sun-kissed skin, causing goosebumps to rise along her arms and legs. Her petite yet curvaceous figure was accentuated by the warm glow of the setting sun.
Smita stood at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the lush valley below. Her heart raced as she felt the cool breeze against her bare skin. It was then that she noticed the figure approaching her from behind. She turned around, coming face-to-face with Arjun, a fellow villager and her longtime admirer.
Arjun’s eyes widened as he took in Smita’s naked form. His gaze lingered on her firm, round ass, and he couldn’t help but feel his cock stir within his trousers. Smita, noticing his gaze, offered him a sultry smile. She had always been intrigued by Arjun’s rugged charm and the raw desire that burned within his eyes whenever he looked at her.
Without a word, Smita reached behind her and gently cupped Arjun’s growing bulge. She felt his sharp intake of breath as she began to stroke him through the fabric of his pants. Arjun’s hands found her hips, pulling her closer as he leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.
Their tongues danced together as Smita continued to tease Arjun’s throbbing cock. Her fingers deftly undid the laces of his trousers, freeing his manhood. Arjun groaned as she wrapped her hand around his shaft, slowly stroking him from base to tip.
Smita pulled away from their kiss, her lips swollen and her eyes filled with desire. She dropped to her knees, her gaze never leaving Arjun’s as she took his cock into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head of his shaft, savoring the taste of him. Arjun’s fingers tangled in her hair, guiding her rhythm as she took him deeper into her throat.
The sun dipped below the horizon as Smita continued to pleasure Arjun. Her free hand reached between her legs, finding her slick, wet pussy. She began to rub her clit in slow circles, her moans vibrating against Arjun’s cock.
Arjun, unable to resist any longer, pulled Smita to her feet and spun her around. He pressed her against the rocky cliff face, his chest pressed against her back. His hands roamed her body, teasing her nipples and fondling her breasts. Smita arched her back, pressing her ass against Arjun’s hard cock.
Arjun, driven by his desire, reached down and positioned his cock at Smita’s entrance. He teased her wet pussy lips with the head of his shaft before plunging deep inside her. Smita cried out, her pussy clenching around him as he filled her completely.
He began to thrust in and out of her, the sound of their bodies slapping together echoing through the valley. Smita pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with her own. Her moans grew louder as Arjun reached around and began to tease her clit.
Their pace quickened, their moans growing more desperate as they neared their release. Smita felt Arjun’s cock swell inside her, and she knew he was close. She clenched her pussy around him, urging him on.
With a final thrust, Arjun cried out, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her. Smita followed shortly after, her orgasm crashing over her as she milked every last drop from Arjun’s cock.
Breathless and satisfied, the two lovers collapsed onto the soft grass, their bodies entwined as the stars began to twinkle in the night sky above.
As the night wore on, they explored each other’s bodies, experimenting with different positions and techniques. They lost themselves in their passion, the mountain air filling their lungs as they gasped and moaned in pleasure.
The night was theirs, the mountains their witness as they discovered the depths of their desire for one another. And as the first light of dawn began to break over the horizon, they knew that their connection would be forever etched into the very fabric of the land they had so intimately explored.
