The sun was beginning to set over the towering mountains, casting a warm glow on the nude body of Anjali. She was a stunning big ass brunette Indian woman, her curves and silhouette a breathtaking sight against the natural backdrop. Her back faced the camera, her long black hair cascading down her shoulders and reaching her waist. The curves of her hips flowed into the roundness of her ass, and higher still, her back tapered into her narrow waist.
Anjali was no stranger to nudity. She had grown up in the foothills of these very mountains, running around carefree and naked as a child, exploring the wilderness and finding solace in nature. It wasn’t until she moved to the city for college that she realized the power of her body, and the effect it had on others. Men and women alike would stare at her, transfixed by her beauty, but Anjali was only ever interested in one person.
His name was Ravi, a fellow student and mountain enthusiast, who had captured her heart with his adventurous spirit and kind heart. He was the one who had convinced her to come back to the mountains, to reconnect with her roots and rediscover her love for nature. And it was here, under the vast open sky, that their love had blossomed.
Ravi approached Anjali from behind, his eyes taking in the sight of her bare skin against the rocks and dirt. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close and pressing his lips to her shoulder. Anjali sighed contentedly, leaning back into his embrace and feeling his hardness press against her ass.
Their connection was instant, their bodies moving in sync as they explored each other. Ravi’s hands roamed over Anjali’s body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples, before sliding down her stomach and reaching her wetness. She was already soaking, her body ready for him, and Ravi couldn’t help but slip a finger inside her.
Anjali gasped, her hips bucking forward as Ravi started to finger her. He added a second finger, stretching her open and preparing her for what was to come. Anjali reached behind her, pulling Ravi’s head towards her and kissing him deeply. Their tongues danced together, tasting each other and igniting a passion that only the mountains could contain.
Ravi broke the kiss, pulling away and spinning Anjali around to face him. He knelt down in front of her, his eyes locked onto hers as he spread her legs apart. He leaned in, his tongue darting out and licking her clit. Anjali moaned, her hands reaching out and gripping the rocks behind her for support.
Ravi licked and sucked on her clit, his fingers still inside her and moving in rhythm with his tongue. Anjali’s moans grew louder, her body trembling as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge. And just as she was about to cum, Ravi stood up and positioned himself behind her.
He entered her from behind, his cock sliding into her wet pussy with ease. Anjali cried out, her body welcoming him in and adjusting to his size. Ravi started to thrust, his hips moving back and forth as he filled her up completely.
Their lovemaking was passionate and raw, their bodies moving together as they chased their release. Ravi reached around, his fingers finding Anjali’s clit and rubbing it in circles. Anjali moaned, her body trembling as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge.
And then, they came together, their moans and cries echoing through the mountains as they reached their peak. Ravi pulled out, his cum spilling out of Anjali and onto the ground below. They collapsed onto the dirt, their bodies spent and satisfied.
The sun had completely set now, the stars twinkling above them like diamonds against the black velvet sky. Anjali and Ravi lay there, their bodies entwined and their hearts beating as one. They had found their union in the mountains, a love that was as wild and free as the nature that surrounded them.
And as they drifted off to sleep, under the vast open sky and surrounded by the towering mountains, they knew that their love would last a lifetime.
