Whispers in the Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the sprawling mountains. Naina, a stunning Indian woman with a luscious, round ass, stood at the edge of a cliff, her toned body bared to the elements. She closed her eyes, feeling the gentle breeze caress her curves, her long, dark hair cascading down her back.

Ravi, an accomplished photographer, watched her from a distance, his camera poised to capture her beauty. He couldn’t deny the desire that stirred within him as he admired her body, the way her hips curved so perfectly, the softness of her skin. He approached her, his footsteps silent on the soft earth.

“Naina,” he whispered, his voice barely audible over the wind. She turned to face him, her dark eyes meeting his. A slow smile spread across her face as she took in his gaze, his longing evident. She stepped closer to him, her body brushing against his.

“Ravi,” she purred, her hand reaching up to trace his jawline. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

He captured her lips with his, their bodies pressing together as they kissed deeply, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths. Naina’s hands roamed over his chest, her fingers teasing his nipples through the fabric of his shirt. Ravi’s hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer, their bodies moving in a rhythm as old as time.

Ravi’s lips trailed down Naina’s neck, his teeth nibbling gently on her earlobe. She gasped, her head falling back to give him better access. His hands slid down to her ass, gripping her firm cheeks as he kissed and licked his way down to her breasts.

Naina moaned as Ravi took her nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the hard peak. He sucked and bit gently, causing her to gasp and writhe against him. His hand slid down between her legs, his fingers finding her wet and ready.

Naina’s moans grew louder as Ravi’s fingers explored her pussy, her hips bucking against his hand. He slipped a finger inside her, feeling her tight walls clench around him. She was so wet, so ready for him.

Ravi pulled his fingers out, bringing them to his lips to taste her sweetness. Naina watched him, her eyes dark with desire. He licked his fingers clean, his gaze never leaving hers.

“Fuck me, Ravi,” she begged, her voice husky with need. “I need you inside me.”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. Ravi quickly undid his pants, freeing his hard cock. Naina turned around, bending over the edge of the cliff, her ass in the air. Ravi positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her wet entrance.

He slid inside her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy around him. Naina moaned, her body moving back to meet his thrusts. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he fucked her harder, deeper.

Their bodies moved together, their moans and gasps echoing through the mountains. Naina reached between her legs, her fingers finding her clit as Ravi fucked her from behind. She rubbed circles around the sensitive bud, her orgasm building inside her.

Ravi felt her muscles clench around him as she came, her moans growing louder and more intense. He couldn’t hold back any longer, his own orgasm crashing over him as he filled her with his cum.

They stood there, panting and spent, their bodies still connected. The wind blew gently around them, the mountains standing tall and proud in the background. It was a moment they would never forget, a moment of pure passion and desire.

And as the sun set, casting its final rays over the mountains, Naina and Ravi knew that their lives would never be the same again. They had found something special in each other, something that they would cherish forever.

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