In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a secluded village nestled among the towering peaks was home to a woman named Parvati. She was a striking figure, with a voluptuous figure and a cascade of dark hair that fell down her back. Her skin was a warm, golden brown, and her curves were generous and inviting. She was known for her big, round ass, which was the subject of many a whispered conversation among the village men.
Parvati was a woman of simple pleasures, but she had a secret desire that she kept hidden from the prying eyes of her neighbors. She longed to feel the touch of a man, to be desired and taken in the most primal of ways. She knew that such desires were forbidden in her traditional community, but she couldn’t help the hunger that gnawed at her insides.
One day, a stranger arrived in the village. His name was Raj, a tall and handsome man with a rugged beard and piercing blue eyes. He was a traveler, a wanderer who had journeyed far and wide, and he was captivated by the sight of Parvati. He knew that he had to have her, to taste the forbidden fruit that was her body.
Parvati was drawn to Raj, his confidence and magnetism drawing her in like a moth to a flame. She knew that she shouldn’t, but she couldn’t resist the pull of her own desires. She invited him to her home, her heart pounding with anticipation.
As soon as they were alone, Raj’s hands were on Parvati’s body, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips and the swell of her ass. She gasped as he pulled her close, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressing against her, and she knew that she wanted it, needed it inside her.
Raj broke the kiss, his eyes dark with desire. “I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you,” he growled, his hands cupping her ass. “I’m going to make you scream with pleasure.”
Parvati moaned as he kissed her neck, his teeth nipping at her earlobe. She could feel the wetness pooling between her legs, her body begging for release. She reached down, her fingers fumbling with the buttons of his pants. She wanted to feel him, to taste him.
Raj helped her, his cock springing free. Parvati gasped at the sight of it, long and thick and already glistening with pre-cum. She wrapped her hand around it, her fingers barely able to encircle its girth. She stroked him, her thumb swirling over the head of his cock.
Raj groaned, his hips thrusting into her hand. “Fuck, Parvati,” he growled, his fingers tangling in her hair. “You’re going to make me cum.”
Parvati grinned, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock. She sucked him deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around him. She could feel him pulsing against her, his cock twitching with every stroke of her tongue.
Raj’s hands tightened in her hair, guiding her movements. “That’s it, baby,” he groaned, his hips thrusting faster. “Take it all.”
Parvati could feel her own arousal building, her pussy aching with need. She wanted him inside her, filling her up. She pulled away, her lips glistening with his pre-cum. “Fuck me, Raj,” she begged, her hands tugging at his shirt. “I need you inside me.”
Raj tore off his shirt, his muscles rippling in the dim light. He kicked off his pants, his cock standing at attention. He pulled Parvati close, his lips finding hers in a searing kiss. “Beg for it,” he growled, his fingers teasing her nipples. “Beg for my cock.”
Parvati moaned, her body trembling with need. “Please, Raj,” she whimpered, her hands clutching at his shoulders. “I need you. I need your cock inside me.”
Raj grinned, his fingers tracing a path down her body. He slipped a finger inside her, his thumb circling her clit. She was so wet, so ready for him. He added another finger, stretching her. “You’re so tight, baby,” he groaned, his fingers moving faster. “I can’t wait to feel you
wrapped around my cock.”
Parvati moaned, her hips bucking against his hand. She could feel her orgasm building, her body trembling with the effort of holding back. “Please, Raj,” she begged, her hands clutching at his shoulders. “I need you inside me. Now.”
Raj didn’t need any more encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock pressing against her. He looked into her eyes, his own filled with desire. “Ready, baby?” he asked, his voice low and rough.
Parvati nodded, her eyes locked on his. “Yes,” she breathed, her body trembling with anticipation. “Please, Raj. Fuck me.”
Raj thrust into her, filling her up in one swift movement. Parvati gasped, her nails digging into his shoulders. He was so big, so thick. She could feel every inch of him, stretching her, filling her.
Raj started to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm. Parvati met him stroke for stroke, her body moving with his. She could feel her orgasm building, her body trembling with the effort of holding back.
Raj’s fingers found her clit, his thumb circling it in time with his thrusts. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. “Yes, Raj,” she gasped, her hips bucking against his. “Harder. Fuck me harder.”
Raj increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, faster. Parvati could feel her orgasm building, her body trembling with the effort of holding back. She could feel it, the peak just within reach.
“Cum for me, baby,” Raj growled, his fingers pressing harder against her clit. “Cum for me now.”
Parvati screamed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She could feel herself clenching around Raj, her body milking him. He groaned, his own orgasm following close behind. She could feel him pulsing inside her, filling her up with his seed.
They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. Parvati snuggled close to Raj, her head resting on his chest. She could hear his heart pounding, matching her own.
“That was amazing,” she breathed, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest.
Raj chuckled, his arms tightening around her. “You’re amazing,” he said, his lips brushing against her forehead.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, the whispers of the mountains surrounding them. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure, a moment that they would remember for the rest of their lives.
