In the serene landscape of the Sivalik hills, a woman named Priya found herself in isolation. She was a 28-year-old Indian woman, with a voluptuous figure and a captivating aura. Her long, brunette hair cascaded down her back, reaching her round, firm ass that so many admired. She was a creature of immense beauty, often compared to the goddesses that roamed the ancient Hindu texts.
One late afternoon, as the sun began to set behind the mountains, casting a golden hue on the landscape, she decided to take a stroll in her secluded backyard. The fresh breeze gently caressed her bare skin, as she was nude, embracing the freedom and connection to nature she felt.
Lost in thought, she didn’t realize she wasn’t alone. A man, Arjun, a wandering photographer in his early thirties, had been observing her from a distance. The sight of her naked form sparked an immediate attraction. Arjun was mesmerized by her beauty, the curves of her body, and the elegance of her movements.
He approached her gently, and she, sensing his presence, turned around to face him. Their eyes locked, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. The connection between them was almost palpable.
“I’m Arjun, a photographer,” he introduced himself, his voice steady, as he admired her beauty. “You are breathtaking, Priya.”
“Thank you,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper, as she looked into his dark eyes.
Arjun raised his hand, gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face, and leaned in to kiss her lips. The kiss deepened, and soon their bodies were pressed against each other, their hands exploring the other’s figure.
“I want you, Priya,” Arjun murmured, as their lips parted for a moment.
“I want you too, Arjun,” she confessed, with a sultry glance in his direction.
He started by kissing her neck, nibbling gently on her earlobe. Then, he moved down to her breasts, lavishing attention on each nipple, alternating between sucking and pinching them gently.
Arjun continued to explore her body, moving his hand down towards her wet, inviting pussy. His fingers found her clit, and he began to circle it gently, causing her to moan with pleasure.
“You’re so wet for me, Priya,” he growled, feeling her arousal on his fingertips.
“I want you inside me, Arjun,” she pleaded, as her breathing became more labored.
He obliged, positioning himself behind her, admiring the beauty of her round ass. He licked her pussy from behind, tasting her sweetness and making her moan even louder. Then, he positioned himself and pushed his hard cock inside her.
“Aaaah, yes,” she moaned, as he began to thrust in and out of her.
They moved in unison, the rhythm of their fucking echoing in the mountains. As they reached their peak, Priya leaned forward, placing her hands on a large boulder in front of them, giving Arjun a better angle to reach her g-spot.
“Fuck, yes! Deeper, oh, deeper!” she cried out, as he took her from behind, pounding her pussy with all his might.
With one final, powerful thrust, Arjun reached his climax, filling her with his hot cum.
“Uuummm,” Priya moaned, as she felt him release inside her.
They remained motionless for a few moments, enjoying the afterglow of their union. Finally, Arjun withdrew from her, and they shared one last, passionate kiss, knowing that this encounter was only the beginning of a beautiful love story.
