In the heart of the Himalayas, a small village nestled amongst the towering peaks was home to a young woman named Anjali. She was known for her striking beauty, with long, dark hair and a curvaceous figure that was the envy of every woman in the village. Her most notable feature, however, was her large, round ass, which drew the admiring glances of every man she passed.
One day, a young traveler named Ravi arrived in the village. He was a tall, handsome man with a rugged beard and piercing green eyes. Anjali was immediately drawn to him and could feel the heat rising in her cheeks every time she caught him looking at her.
One evening, as the sun dipped below the mountains, Anjali found herself alone with Ravi in the village square. She mustered up the courage to approach him, her heart pounding in her chest.
“I’ve noticed you watching me,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ravi looked at her, his eyes filled with desire. “And I’ve noticed you watching me,” he replied.
Anjali took a step closer to him, their bodies almost touching. She looked up at him, her dark eyes filled with longing.
“I want you,” she said, her voice trembling.
Ravi didn’t need to be asked twice. He took Anjali’s hand and led her to a nearby cave, hidden from prying eyes.
Once inside, the passion between them ignited. Ravi’s hands roamed over Anjali’s body, exploring every curve and hollow. His lips found hers, and they kissed deeply, their tongues entwined in a dance as old as time.
Anjali moaned as Ravi’s hands reached her ass, squeezing and caressing her generous curves. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh, and she longed to feel him inside her.
Ravi slowly lowered Anjali’s pants, revealing her smooth, bare ass. He couldn’t resist the temptation and bent down to taste her, his tongue exploring every inch of her.
Anjali gasped as Ravi’s tongue found her clit, teasing and circling it until she was writhing with pleasure. She reached back and pulled him closer, urging him to enter her.
Ravi obliged, slowly sliding his cock into her wet pussy. Anjali moaned as he filled her, her muscles clenching around him as he began to thrust.
Their bodies moved together in a primal rhythm, their moans and gasps echoing off the walls of the cave. Ravi reached around and grabbed Anjali’s ass, pulling her closer as he drove deeper into her.
Anjali’s orgasm built slowly, starting as a tingling sensation in her toes and gradually spreading throughout her body. She cried out as it hit her, her pussy clenching around Ravi’s cock as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
Ravi couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust into Anjali one final time, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed.
They collapsed onto the floor of the cave, their bodies slick with sweat and their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Anjali looked up at Ravi, a satisfied smile on her face.
“I knew it would be good between us,” she said.
Ravi smiled back at her. “I knew it too.”
From that day on, Anjali and Ravi were inseparable. They spent their days exploring the mountains and their nights lost in each other’s arms. And every time they made love, Anjali’s ass was a reminder of the passion that had brought them together.
