The sun began to set over the mountains, casting a warm glow over the secluded cabin. Inside, the brunette Indian woman, Smita, moved gracefully as she prepared dinner. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her curves were accentuated by the simple cotton sari she wore. She had always been proud of her voluptuous figure, with her full hips and generous ass. It was one of the reasons her husband, Raj, had been so drawn to her when they first met.
Raj was a handsome man, with chiseled features and a muscular build. He worked as a forest ranger in the nearby national park, and his job often kept him away from their cabin for days at a time. Smita didn’t mind, though. She enjoyed the solitude, and she knew that Raj loved his work.
As she cooked, Smita couldn’t help but think about the last time they had made love. It had been several days, and she felt a familiar ache between her legs. She knew that Raj would be exhausted when he returned, but she couldn’t help but hope that he would still have the energy to satisfy her needs.
Finally, she heard the crunch of gravel outside, and she turned off the stove, eagerly awaiting her husband’s return. When the door opened, Raj stepped inside, his face covered in dirt and sweat. He looked exhausted, but when he saw the hungry look in Smita’s eyes, he knew that he couldn’t refuse her.
Without a word, he crossed the room and pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply. His tongue explored her mouth, and she moaned softly, her body melting against his. Her hands reached up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer still.
Raj’s hands roamed over Smita’s body, caressing her curves and reveling in the feel of her soft skin. He slipped the straps of her sari off her shoulders, letting the fabric pool at her feet. She stood before him, completely naked, her breasts full and heavy, her nipples hard with desire.
Raj’s cock was already rock-hard, and he groaned as he felt Smita’s hand wrap around it. She began to stroke him, her fingers slick with precum. He moaned, his head falling back as she worked him.
Suddenly, he couldn’t wait any longer. He scooped Smita up in his arms and carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. He knelt between her legs, spreading them wide. He bent down, his tongue snaking out to taste her.
Smita moaned, her hips bucking as Raj’s tongue explored her pussy. He licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet, tight hole. She was so close, and she moaned his name as she came, her juices coating his face.
Raj climbed up her body, his cock nudging at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, seeing the desire and love shining back at him. He pushed inside her, filling her completely. Smita gasped, her nails digging into his back as he began to thrust.
Their lovemaking was fierce and passionate, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. They changed positions, trying out new angles and ways to pleasure each other. Finally, they collapsed, exhausted and satisfied, their bodies entwined.
As they lay there, their breathing slowly returning to normal, Smita looked out the window at the mountains. The sun had set completely, and the stars were beginning to twinkle in the night sky. It was a perfect moment, and she knew that she would treasure it always.
From that day forward, Raj made sure to always make time for his wife, no matter how busy his job got. And Smita made sure to always welcome him home with open arms, ready to satisfy his every need. Together, they found a balance that worked for them, and their love only grew stronger with each passing day.
