Whispers in the Wilderness

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the mountains. Nira, a stunning brunette with cinnamon skin and curves that could make a man weep, stood at the edge of a cliff, her nude body on full display. Her back was to him, but he could make out the outline of her plump ass, the muscles in her thighs tensed as she stretched her arms wide, embracing the vast wilderness around her.

He watched her from the shadows, his heart pounding in his chest. He’d been tracking her for days, his desire to claim her growing stronger with each passing moment. He knew she felt his presence, her body tensing as he approached, but she didn’t move, didn’t run.

He stepped forward, his eyes never leaving her body. “Nira,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire.

She turned to face him, her dark eyes meeting his. He could see the fire in her gaze, the want that mirrored his own. He took a step closer, his hand reaching out to touch her cheek, but she moved away, a small smile playing on her lips.

“Not so fast, tiger,” she said, her voice low and seductive. “You want me, I can see it in your eyes. But I want to play first.”

She stepped closer, her body brushing against his. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the softness of her skin making his cock twitch in his pants. She traced her fingers down his chest, her nails scraping against the fabric, sending shivers down his spine.

She leaned in, her lips brushing against his ear. “I want to hear you moan, to feel you tremble beneath my touch,” she whispered, her breath hot against his skin.

He groaned, his hands reaching out to grip her hips, pulling her closer. She laughed, her fingers deftly undoing his pants, freeing his hard cock. She wrapped her hand around him, her grip tight as she stroked him.

He growled, his hips bucking forward, desperate for more. She leaned in, her lips brushing against his as she licked and nibbled at his bottom lip. He opened his mouth, his tongue meeting hers as they kissed, deep and passionate.

She broke the kiss, her lips trailing down his neck, her teeth grazing his skin. He gasped, his hands gripping her ass as she sank to her knees, her lips wrapping around the head of his cock.

She sucked him deep, her tongue swirling around him as she took him to the back of her throat. He groaned, his hands tangling in her hair as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each stroke.

She moaned around him, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine. He could feel his balls tightening, his release building. But he wasn’t ready to cum yet. He wanted to be inside her when he came.

He pulled her up, his lips crashing against hers as he lifted her, his hands gripping her ass as he pressed her against the rocky cliff face. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her pussy wet and ready for him.

He slid inside her, his cock sinking deep into her warmth. She gasped, her head falling back as he started to move, his hips thrusting as he fucked her hard against the cliff.

She moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as he pounded into her, their bodies slapping together in a rhythm as old as time. He could feel her pussy tightening around him, her release building.

He reached down, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing circles around it as he fucked her harder, deeper. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her as she trembled in his arms.

He couldn’t hold back any longer, his cock twitching as he came, filling her with his release. He groaned, his head falling forward as he caught his breath.

They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the wilderness around them silent except for their heavy breathing.

“I think I’m starting to like the wilderness,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear.

She laughed, her fingers tracing patterns on his back. “I knew you would.”

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