In the heart of the Himalayas, there lived a woman named Preeti. She was a local legend, with her long, dark hair cascading down her back and her luscious, curvaceous figure, accentuated by the traditional Indian garb she wore. Her most notable feature, however, was her bottom, so large and round that the locals affectionately referred to her as “the woman with the big ass mountains.”
One day, a handsome young mountaineer named Ravi arrived in the village, eager to conquer the highest peaks. He caught sight of Preeti, and he was immediately captivated by her beauty. He approached her with trepidation, unsure of how she would react to a stranger’s advances.
Preeti, however, was intrigued by the young man. She could see the desire in his eyes, and she was flattered by his attention. She invited him to her home, and as they sat and talked, she could feel the tension between them growing.
She leaned in closer to him, her eyes locked on his, and she whispered, “Would you like to see more of me?”
Ravi nodded, his heart racing with anticipation. Preeti stood up, and with a sly smile, she turned her back to him, slowly lifting the hem of her garment to reveal her bare, round bottom.
Ravi’s breath hitched in his throat as he took in the sight before him. He reached out, tentatively touching her soft, supple skin. Preeti moaned softly, pressing herself back against him.
Ravi’s hands explored her body, cupping her full breasts and teasing her hard nipples. Preeti’s moans grew louder as he slid his fingers between her legs, feeling the warmth and wetness of her arousal.
She turned to face him, her eyes heavy with desire. They kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths as Ravi’s hands continued to roam Preeti’s body.
Preeti pushed him back onto the bed, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips. She ground her pelvis against his, teasing him with the promise of what was to come.
Ravi reached up, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples as Preeti began to move her hips in a slow, teasing rhythm. He could feel her wetness against his cock, and he groaned with pleasure.
Preeti leaned down, her long hair cascading around them like a curtain as she kissed him deeply. She reached down between them, guiding his cock into her wet, waiting pussy.
She began to ride him, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm as Ravi’s hands explored her body. He cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples as she moaned with pleasure.
Preeti leaned back, her hands braced on Ravi’s chest as she rode him harder and faster. He could feel her muscles tightening around him, and he knew she was close.
With a final, desperate thrust, Preeti came, her orgasm rippling through her body as Ravi’s cock twitched inside her. He groaned, spilling his seed deep inside her as they collapsed together, spent and satisfied.
The two of them lay there, their bodies entwined, as they caught their breath. Preeti looked into Ravi’s eyes, a sly smile on her lips.
“I hope you enjoyed the view,” she said, her voice husky with desire.
Ravi could only nod, still too breathless to speak. He knew he had found something special in Preeti, and he was eager to explore it further.
The mountain’s embrace was a powerful one, and Ravi was ready to surrender to it.
