The brunette Indian woman, Smita, stood at the edge of the mountain, her bare skin glowing in the warm sunlight. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, nearly reaching her perfectly round, firm ass. She wore only a thin, silk scarf around her waist, which did little to hide her ample curves and the crack of her big ass.
Smita had come to the mountains to escape the hustle and bustle of city life, to find solitude and peace. But as she stood there, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of longing deep within her. A longing for connection, for intimacy.
As if on cue, she heard a rustling behind her. She turned to see a handsome stranger, Raj, approaching her. He was tall and muscular, with deep brown eyes and a scruffy beard. He wore only a loincloth, showing off his toned abs and strong legs.
“I hope I’m not intruding,” he said, his voice deep and sensual.
Smita smiled, her heart racing. “Not at all,” she replied.
Raj moved closer to Smita, closing the distance between them. He reached out and gently touched her waist, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip. Smita’s breath hitched as she felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins.
Raj leaned in, his lips meeting Smita’s in a passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together as they explored each other’s mouths. Smita moaned softly as she felt Raj’s hands roaming over her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.
Raj’s fingers trailed down Smita’s body, making their way to her wet pussy. He slipped a finger inside her, causing her to gasp with pleasure. Smita rocked her hips, grinding against Raj’s hand as he fingered her.
Raj’s cock was rock hard, straining against his loincloth. Smita reached down and pulled it free, gasping at the sight of his massive member. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it up and down as Raj continued to finger her.
Raj laid Smita down on the soft grass, spreading her legs wide. He knelt between them, his cock poised at her entrance. Smita looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire.
“Fuck me, Raj,” she whispered.
Raj didn’t need to be asked twice. He thrust his hips forward, burying his cock deep inside Smita’s pussy. She cried out with pleasure as he filled her up, her tight walls gripping his shaft.
Raj began to fuck Smita, hard and fast. She moaned and writhed beneath him, her big ass bouncing with each thrust. Raj reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her closer as he fucked her.
Smita could feel herself getting close to orgasm. She reached down and began to rub her clit, moaning as the pleasure built up inside her.
“Yes, Raj, yes!” she cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock.
Raj couldn’t hold back any longer. He groaned as he came, filling Smita’s pussy with his hot load.
They lay there, spent and satisfied, as they watched the sun set over the mountains. The end.
