A Passionate Encounter in the Mountains

The sun began to set over the towering mountains, casting a warm glow over the picturesque landscape. A petite Indian woman, with long, brunette hair and a voluptuous figure, stood at the edge of a cliff, taking in the breathtaking view. She wore nothing but a sheer dress that did little to conceal her ample assets.

As she turned to make her way back to the cabin, she noticed a ruggedly handsome man, with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes, approaching her. He was clad in hiking gear, his muscles rippling beneath his clothing.

“Hello,” he said, his voice deep and commanding. “I couldn’t help but notice you standing out here all alone. Mind if I join you?”

She hesitated for a moment, sizing him up. “Sure,” she replied, her voice sultry and inviting.

They stood in silence for a few moments, taking in the view. The tension between them was palpable, their desire for each other growing stronger by the second.

Finally, he broke the silence. “You’re beautiful,” he said, his eyes locked on hers.

She blushed, looking away. “Thank you,” she murmured.

Without warning, he leaned in and kissed her, his lips pressing firmly against hers. She responded eagerly, her tongue exploring his mouth.

He reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her close. She could feel his growing erection pressing against her.

“Let’s go back to the cabin,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.

Once inside, they wasted no time tearing each other’s clothes off. He admired her curves, his hands exploring every inch of her body. She moaned as he cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking her hard nipples.

He lowered his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She arched her back, her hands tangled in his hair.

He trailed kisses down her stomach, stopping to lick her belly button. She giggled, her hands still in his hair.

He continued down, his tongue tracing a path to her wet pussy. She gasped as he licked her clit, his fingers sliding inside her. She was so wet, so ready for him.

He fucked her with his fingers, his tongue still teasing her clit. She writhed beneath him, her moans growing louder.

“Fuck me,” she begged, her voice trembling.

He stood up, his cock hard and ready. She reached down and stroked it, her fingers gliding up and down his shaft.

He groaned, his head thrown back. “Fuck, you feel good,” he said, his voice strained.

She guided him inside her, her pussy stretching to accommodate him. He filled her up, his thrusts growing harder and faster.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting him thrust for thrust. Their moans filled the room, drowning out the sound of their bodies slapping together.

He reached down and grabbed her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh. She cried out, her orgasm building deep inside her.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her voice growing louder.

He fucked her harder, his balls slapping against her ass. She could feel another orgasm building, this one stronger than the first.

“I’m close,” she gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

He fucked her even harder, his thrusts becoming erratic. She could feel his cock twitching inside her, his orgasm imminent.

“Come for me,” she commanded, her voice fierce.

He groaned, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum. Her orgasm hit her like a wave, her pussy clenching around his cock.

They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

“That was amazing,” he whispered, his lips pressed against her ear.

She smiled, her body still trembling with aftershocks. “Yes, it was,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

They lay there, their bodies entwined, as the night closed in around them. The mountains watching over them, bear witness to their passionate encounter.

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