Whispers in the Himalayas

In the foothills of the majestic Himalayas, a small village nestled among the rolling hills and lush forests. Among its inhabitants, a woman named Preeti, a stunning Indian beauty with raven hair and a full, round derriere that drew the eyes of all who saw her. Her curves were the stuff of legends in the village, and many a man had dreamt of exploring them.

Preeti was a free spirit, unafraid to express her sexuality and unashamed of her body. She would often be seen walking through the village, her hips swaying gently, her long hair cascading down her back. And on this particular day, she had decided to take a walk through the woods, enjoying the peace and quiet of the natural world.

As she walked, she came across a small clearing, where a young man named Ravi was meditating. Ravi was a handsome man, with chiseled features and piercing brown eyes. Preeti had always been drawn to him, but had never had the courage to approach him. Until now.

She approached him slowly, her heart pounding in her chest. She stood behind him, watching as his chest rose and fell with each breath. She reached out a hand, hesitantly, and placed it on his shoulder.

Ravi opened his eyes, startled, but Preeti could see the heat in his gaze as he looked at her. She smiled, shyly, and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.

Ravi turned to face her, his eyes dark with desire. He reached out, pulling her close, and kissed her deeply. Preeti moaned, her body melting against his as his hands roamed over her curves.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, nibbling and licking as he went. Preeti’s head fell back, her eyes closed, as she gave herself over to the pleasure. Ravi’s hands continued to explore, cupping her breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples.

Preeti’s hands were busy too, one tangled in Ravi’s hair, the other reaching down to stroke his hardening cock through his pants. Ravi groaned, his hips thrusting forward, seeking more friction.

Preeti pulled back, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her lacy bra and the curves of her breasts. Ravi’s eyes were glued to her, his breath coming in short, sharp bursts.

Preeti reached behind her, unhooking her bra, and let it fall to the ground. Ravi’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of her bare breasts, her nipples hard and aching for his touch.

She pushed him back onto the grass, straddling him. She rocked her hips, grinding against his cock, her wetness seeping through her pants and onto his.

Ravi’s hands were on her hips, guiding her, as she moved. Preeti leaned down, her hair falling like a curtain around them, and kissed him deeply.

She broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his neck, over his chest, and down to his abs. She licked and nibbled at his skin, her hands working to undo his pants.

Preeti pulled his pants down, freeing his hard cock. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking it gently, her thumb swirling over the tip. Ravi’s hips thrust up, seeking more pleasure.

Preeti leaned down, her hair falling forward, and took him in her mouth. She sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around the tip, as Ravi’s hands tangled in her hair.

Ravi pulled her up, his lips finding hers again. He flipped her over, his body covering hers, his cock pressed against her wetness.

He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it gently, causing Preeti to moan and writhe beneath him. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her wetness coat his fingers.

He added another finger, stretching her, preparing her. Preeti’s hips bucked, seeking more, and Ravi obliged.

He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock throbbing with need. He looked into her eyes, seeking permission, and Preeti nodded.

Ravi thrust into her, filling her completely. Preeti’s back arched, her eyes closed, as she gave herself over to the pleasure.

Ravi set a slow, steady pace, his hips moving in time with Preeti’s. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper, as he continued to thrust.

Preeti’s hands were on his ass, pulling him closer, as she met him thrust for thrust. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles tensing, as Ravi’s thrusts became harder, faster.

She broke apart, her orgasm crashing over her, causing her to cry out. Ravi’s thrusts became erratic, his own orgasm close, as Preeti’s muscles milked him.

He thrust one last time, his cock twitching as he came, filling her with his warmth.

They lay there, panting, as their heart rates returned to normal. Ravi rolled off of Preeti, pulling her close, as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky with hues of pink and orange, they stood up, dressing. Preeti looked up at Ravi, a soft smile on her lips.

“I’ve never felt like this before,” she whispered.

Ravi smiled, his arms wrapped around her.

“Neither have I,” he whispered back.

They walked back to the village, hand in hand, their hearts filled with love and the memories of their time in the clearing.

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