The sun dipped below the horizon as Sita, an Indian beauty with a big, round ass, tread softly along the mountain trail. The chilly wind whispered through the trees, causing goosebumps to rise on her bare skin. She had decided to hike in the nude, feeling liberated and connected with nature.
As she reached a secluded clearing, she noticed a figure in the distance. It was Aryan, a muscular and rugged mountain man with piercing eyes. Her heart raced at the sight of him, but she felt an undeniable attraction.
Aryan approached her, his gaze fixed on her full curves and perfect ass. “You’re bold, Sita,” he said, his voice deep and commanding. “Hiking in the nude, in these mountains, takes courage.”
Sita turned to face him, her brown eyes meeting his. “I wanted to feel free, Aryan. To embrace my body and the beauty surrounding me.”
Aryan stepped closer, his eyes filled with desire. “I can appreciate that,” he murmured, his hand reaching out to caress her arm.
Their connection was palpable, and Sita couldn’t resist the pull she felt towards him. She leaned in, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, exploring and tasting one another.
Aryan’s hands roamed her body, squeezing her ass and pulling her closer. Sita moaned, feeling his hardening length against her. Her nipples hardened, aching for his touch.
“I want you, Aryan,” she whispered, breaking their kiss. “Here, now.”
Aryan’s eyes darkened with desire. “As you wish,” he replied, picking her up and laying her down on a soft patch of grass.
He spread her legs, his gaze fixed on her glistening pussy. He leaned down, his tongue darting out to taste her. Sita cried out, her back arching off the ground as pleasure washed over her.
Aryan explored her, his tongue delving into her folds and circling her clit. Sita’s breathing grew ragged as he brought her closer to the edge.
“Please, Aryan,” she begged. “I need you inside me.”
Aryan didn’t need any more encouragement. He positioned himself at her entrance, his thick cock sliding into her with one swift thrust.
Sita cried out, her nails digging into his back as he filled her completely. Aryan began to move, his thrusts growing faster and harder as he claimed her.
“Yes, Aryan!” Sita moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist. “Fuck me harder!”
Aryan took her command, pounding into her with reckless abandon. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoed through the clearing, drowning out the whispers of the wind.
Sita felt her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around Aryan’s cock. “I’m so close,” she gasped, her breath hitching.
Aryan reached down, his thumb finding her clit. He rubbed circles around it, pushing her over the edge.
Sita cried out, her orgasm ripping through her. She felt Aryan’s cock twitch inside her, his warm cum filling her as he reached his own release.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, as the wind whispered around them. Sita looked up at Aryan, her heart filled with a newfound connection.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her fingers tracing his jaw.
Aryan smiled, his eyes softening. “Anytime, Sita,” he replied, his hand covering hers.
As the night fell, they remained entwined, their bodies glowing under the moonlight. The mountains watched over them, the wind carrying their whispers into the night.
