Whispers in the Mountains

The brunette Indian woman, clad only in a thin white shirt, stood at the edge of the cliff, her bare feet sinking into the soft earth. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, brushing against the curves of her generous ass. She gazed out at the breathtaking view of the mountains, the sun setting behind them, casting a warm glow on her smooth skin.

A rustling sound behind her made her heart skip a beat. She turned around to see a handsome Indian man, his chiseled chest gleaming in the fading light. He wore only a pair of low-slung jeans, his muscular thighs and calves on full display.

“I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said, his voice deep and soothing.

She smiled, her gaze lingering on his firm lips. “It’s okay. I was just taking in the view.”

He stepped closer, his eyes roaming over her body. “You’re very beautiful,” he said, his voice husky.

She felt a flutter in her chest, her nipples hardening under his gaze. She took a step closer to him, their bodies almost touching.

“Thank you,” she whispered, her hand reaching up to touch his cheek.

He leaned in, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue danced with hers, exploring every inch of her mouth. She moaned, her hands reaching down to grab his ass, pulling him closer.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nibbling at her earlobes. She gasped, her head falling back as he suckled on her nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt.

He pulled the shirt over her head, revealing her bare breasts. He cupped them in his hands, his thumbs flicking at her nipples. She cried out, her back arching as pleasure coursed through her body.

He knelt down, his hands gripping her ass as he buried his face between her legs. She moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders as he licked and sucked at her clit.

He stood up, his fingers sliding into her wet pussy. She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand as he finger-fucked her.

He pulled his fingers out, his lips curling into a wicked smile. “I want to fuck you,” he growled, his cock twitching in his jeans.

She nodded, her eyes wide with desire. He unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall to the ground. His cock sprang free, thick and hard.

He grabbed her ass, lifting her up. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her pussy grinding against his cock.

He thrust into her, filling her completely. She moaned, her head falling back as he fucked her hard and fast.

He switched positions, laying her down on the soft grass. He pulled out, flipping her over onto her hands and knees.

He entered her again, his cock driving deep into her pussy. She moaned, her fingers digging into the earth as he fucked her from behind.

He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, sending her over the edge.

She screamed, her orgasm ripping through her body. He continued to fuck her, his cock swelling inside her.

He pulled out, his cum spurting onto her ass. She moaned, her body trembling with aftershocks.

They lay there, their bodies entwined, the cool mountain air washing over their sweaty skin.

“That was amazing,” she whispered, her head resting on his chest.

He smiled, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her back. “Yes, it was.”

They stayed there, watching the stars twinkle in the sky, their bodies spent and satisfied.

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