Whispers in the Mountain

In the heart of the majestic mountains, a small log cabin stood, nestled among the towering pines. Inside, a woman named Priya, a stunning Indian beauty with raven hair and a generous, round ass, was getting ready for her evening. She was on her own, her husband away on business, leaving the wilderness and her own desires to be her only companions.

Priya decided on a bold move that night. She slipped out of her cabin, clad only in a thin silk robe, her dark hair cascading down her back. She wandered deeper into the woods, her heart pounding with excitement and fear. It was then she saw him, a rugged mountain man named Jack, built like a bear and with a hunger in his eyes that matched her own.

With a coy smile, Priya approached Jack, her hips swaying hypnotically. She stood before him, letting the robe slide off her shoulders, revealing her naked body in all its glory. Jack’s eyes roamed over her curves, his hands reaching out to trace the outline of her full ass.

Their connection was instant, magnetic. Priya pressed herself against him, her breasts crushed against his hard chest, and kissed him deeply. Their lips met in a passionate dance, their tongues entwining, exploring. Jack’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh.

Priya gasped as Jack’s lips found her neck, his teeth gently nibbling, making her shiver with delight. His hands continued their exploration, teasing her nipples into hard peaks, making her moan with pleasure. Jack’s fingers drifted lower, tracing the curve of her hips, before finding her wet, eager pussy.

Priya’s back was now against a tree, her breath hitching as Jack’s fingers slid inside her, stroking her inner walls. His thumb found her clit, teasing it, making her moan louder. She couldn’t help but grind against his hand, her body begging for more.

Jack’s mouth found her breasts, his tongue swirling around her nipples, before sucking them into his mouth. His fingers continued their relentless assault on her pussy, making her moan louder, her body trembling with pleasure.

Priya’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body shaking, her moans echoing through the woods. Jack didn’t relent, his fingers continuing to stroke her, drawing out her pleasure.

As Priya caught her breath, she pushed Jack onto a nearby boulder, his hard cock springing free. She knelt before him, her eyes locked onto his as she took him into her mouth. She sucked him deep, her tongue swirling around his shaft, her cheeks hollowing as she bobbed her head.

Jack’s hands found her hair, guiding her rhythm, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps. Priya could feel his cock twitching, his balls tightening, and she knew he was close. She quickened her pace, her mouth suctioning him harder, her tongue teasing his tip.

With a loud groan, Jack came, his cum filling her mouth. Priya swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving his. She stood up, her body glistening in the moonlight, a satisfied smile on her lips.

They stood there for a moment, their heavy breaths mingling in the cool mountain air. The woods around them seemed to hold their breath, as if acknowledging the raw, primal connection they had just witnessed.

As they dressed, Jack pulled Priya into a tight embrace, his lips finding hers once more. They shared a tender, lingering kiss, a promise of the passion that would soon be rekindled between them.

And with that, they parted ways, each carrying with them a secret that only the mountains would ever know.

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