In the secluded heart of the Indian Himalayas, a small village nestled among the towering peaks was home to a woman of extraordinary beauty and form. Her name was Sumitra, a woman of 28 summers, with a mane of raven hair cascading down her back and a body built for sin. Her most striking feature, however, was her ample derriere, so large and round that it seemed to have a gravitational pull all of its own.
One day, a wandering monk, Rajan, happened upon the village and was immediately struck by Sumitra’s beauty. Though he was a man of the cloth, he could not deny the carnal desires that stirred within him. He approached Sumitra, and though she was hesitant at first, his charm and persistence won her over.
They began to meet in secret, high up in the mountains where they could be alone. Their lovemaking was fierce and passionate, a dance of desire that left them both breathless. Sumitra’s large ass was the perfect cushion for Rajan’s thrusts, and she reveled in the feeling of him inside her.
Their sessions would start with soft whispers and gentle kisses, their lips meeting in a passionate dance as their hands explored each other’s bodies. Rajan would make his way down Sumitra’s body, his tongue leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He would linger on her nipples, teasing and pinching them until they were rock hard.
Sumitra would let out soft moans as Rajan made his way down to her most intimate of places. He would part her lips with his tongue, tasting her sweet nectar as she bucked her hips against his face. He would then finger her, sliding first one, then two fingers inside her, curling them up to hit her G-spot.
Sumitra would cry out in pleasure, her hips grinding against Rajan’s hand as she reached her peak. But Rajan was not done yet. He would then slide his cock inside her, filling her up completely. They would fuck in a variety of positions, from missionary to doggy style, each one more intense than the last.
As they reached their climax, Sumitra would let out a primal scream, her pussy clenching around Rajan’s cock as he filled her with his seed. They would then lay in each other’s arms, their bodies spent and their hearts full.
But as with all good things, their time together had to come to an end. Rajan knew he had to continue his journey, but he would never forget the time he spent with Sumitra, the woman with the big ass who had captured his heart.
As he left, Sumitra watched him go, a single tear rolling down her cheek. But she knew that what they had shared was a gift, a memory that would stay with her forever. And as she turned to make her way back down the mountain, she couldn’t help but smile, knowing that she had experienced something truly magical.
