Whispers in the Mountains

In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a woman named Parvati lived in solitude, her only companions being the towering mountains and the occasional passing traveler. Parvati was a striking brunette with an ample, round derriere that commanded attention. She spent her days tending to her modest home and exploring the breathtaking landscapes that surrounded her.

One day, a traveler named Aryan happened upon Parvati’s abode. Aryan was a tall, ruggedly handsome man with a wandering spirit. He was immediately captivated by Parvati’s beauty and strength. Over the course of several days, Aryan and Parvati formed a bond, sharing stories and laughter as they explored the mountain trails together.

One evening, as they sat by a fire under the starlit sky, Aryan couldn’t resist the urge to reach out and touch Parvati’s hand. She looked at him with a soft smile, and in that moment, he knew that she felt the same spark between them.

Aryan gently pulled Parvati towards him, their eyes locked as he leaned in to kiss her. She responded eagerly, her lips parting to welcome his tongue. As they kissed, Aryan’s hands roamed over Parvati’s body, feeling the curves of her hips and the swell of her ass.

Parvati let out a soft moan as Aryan’s fingers trailed over the waistband of her pants, teasing her skin. She stood up, her body swaying slightly as she undressed, revealing her naked form in the firelight.

Aryan’s breath hitched as he took in Parvati’s full figure. He stood up, closing the distance between them, and cupped her ass in his hands, pulling her close. Parvati wrapped her legs around his waist, grinding against his hard cock.

Aryan carried Parvati to the bed, laying her down gently. He trailed kisses down her neck, nipping at her earlobes and making her gasp. He made his way down to her breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth and sucking hard. Parvati arched her back, moaning as he teased her nipples with his tongue.

Aryan’s hand trailed down Parvati’s body, finding her wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, making her gasp. He added a second finger, curling them up to hit her G-spot. Parvati’s moans grew louder as Aryan fingered her, her hips bucking against his hand.

Aryan couldn’t wait any longer. He positioned himself at Parvati’s entrance, teasing her with the tip of his cock. She looked up at him with a pleading expression, and he slid inside her, filling her up completely.

They moved together, their bodies finding a rhythm as they fucked. Parvati’s moans grew louder, filling the room as Aryan thrust into her. He reached down, finding her clit and rubbing it in circles.

Parvati’s orgasm hit her suddenly, her body shaking as she came hard around Aryan’s cock. He followed her over the edge, his own release filling her up.

They lay together, spent and satisfied, as the fire burned low. Parvati traced her fingers over Aryan’s chest, a content smile on her face.

As the sun began to rise, casting a warm glow over the room, Aryan and Parvati knew that their connection was more than just a fleeting moment. They had found something special in each other, something that would last a lifetime.

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