The brunette woman, whom everyone called Veronica, stood at the edge of the cliff, her heart pounding with excitement. The wind played with her long hair, caressing her bare shoulders and back. She was completely nude, her clothes scattered somewhere behind her. The cool air of the mountains made her nipples harden, and she shivered, not from cold but from anticipation.
Behind her, a soft rustling sound echoed through the dense forest. A figure emerged, an Indian woman, her skin the color of cinnamon, her hair as black as the night. She was dressed in a traditional saree, her curves accentuated by the fabric. Her name was Priya, and she was a local guide whom Veronica had hired to explore the hidden trails of the mountains.
Priya’s eyes widened as she took in the sight of Veronica’s naked body. She had heard rumors about the foreign woman’s boldness, but seeing it in person was something else. Veronica turned around, her eyes meeting Priya’s. She smiled, a seductive curl of her lips.
“I thought we could use a little break,” Veronica said, her voice husky. She took a step towards Priya, closing the distance between them. Priya’s breath hitched as Veronica traced a finger down her arm, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
“I…I don’t think this is a good idea,” Priya stammered, her eyes wide with desire and fear. She knew what Veronica wanted, and a part of her wanted it too. But she was afraid of the consequences, of what people would say.
“Don’t think,” Veronica whispered, her lips brushing against Priya’s ear. “Just feel.”
She kissed Priya, her lips soft and demanding. Priya hesitated for a moment before responding, her arms wrapping around Veronica’s naked body. They stood there, lost in each other, their bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time.
Veronica’s hands roamed over Priya’s body, caressing her curves, her fingers tracing the outline of her breasts. She tugged at the knot of Priya’s saree, the fabric falling away to reveal her bare skin. Priya gasped as Veronica’s lips found her nipples, her tongue swirling around the hard peaks.
Veronica led Priya to a large rock, its surface warm from the afternoon sun. She pushed Priya onto her back, her hands roaming over Priya’s body, her fingers delving into the folds of her wetness. Priya moaned, her hips bucking up to meet Veronica’s touch.
Veronica knelt between Priya’s legs, her eyes never leaving Priya’s face. She lowered her head, her tongue darting out to taste Priya. Priya cried out, her hands fisting in Veronica’s hair. Veronica licked and sucked, her fingers working Priya’s clit in time with her mouth.
Priya’s orgasm hit her like a wave, crashing over her and leaving her breathless. Veronica climbed up, her body covering Priya’s. She kissed Priya, her tongue exploring Priya’s mouth, tasting herself on Priya’s lips.
Priya’s hands roamed over Veronica’s body, her fingers tracing the curve of Veronica’s ass. She gripped Veronica’s hips, pulling her closer. Veronica guided Priya’s hand to her wetness, Priya’s fingers sliding in easily.
Veronica moaned as Priya fingered her, her hips moving in time with Priya’s fingers. She leaned down, her lips finding Priya’s again. They moved together, their bodies in sync, their moans and sighs mingling with the sounds of the forest.
Veronica’s orgasm hit her hard, her body trembling as she came. She collapsed onto Priya, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there, their hearts beating in sync, the wind rustling through the trees.
After a while, Veronica got up, her body still trembling with aftershocks. She helped Priya dress, their eyes meeting, a silent promise passing between them. They would meet again, in secret, away from prying eyes.
As they made their way back to the village, Veronica couldn’t help but smile. The mountains had given her more than just a breathtaking view. They had given her a memory that she would treasure forever.
