The sun began to set behind the towering mountains, casting a golden glow on the small log cabin nestled in the valley below. The brunette woman, Sita, stood on the porch, her hands wrapped around a steaming mug of tea. She wore nothing but a loose cotton robe, the cool mountain air causing goosebumps to rise on her bare skin.
Sita’s eyes trailed down to the curve of her generous ass, the smooth skin still tanned from the summer months. She was a woman of the mountains, comfortable in her own skin and unafraid to show it. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, the ends gently brushing against the top of her ass.
As she turned to go inside, she caught sight of a figure moving through the trees. Her heart skipped a beat as she recognized the tall, muscular form of Ravi, an Indian man she had met on one of her mountain hikes. He was dressed in only a pair of low-slung sweatpants, his dark skin glistening with sweat from the exertion of the climb.
Sita’s breath hitched in her throat as she watched him approach, his eyes locked on her bare form. She could feel the heat of his gaze as it trailed over her curves, settling on the curve of her ass.
“Sita,” he said, his voice low and husky. “You are as beautiful as the mountains themselves.”
She smiled, her cheeks flushed with pleasure. “Ravi,” she said, stepping closer to him. “I didn’t expect to see you here.”
He closed the distance between them, his hands reaching out to brush a strand of hair from her face. “I couldn’t stay away,” he said, his eyes dark with desire.
Sita’s breath caught in her throat as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle kiss. She responded eagerly, her arms wrapping around his neck as she deepened the kiss.
Ravi’s hands roamed over her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass before slipping beneath the robe to caress her bare skin. Sita moaned, her body trembling with desire as he lifted her up, carrying her inside and laying her down on the soft rug in front of the fireplace.
He knelt between her legs, his eyes dark with desire as he trailed kisses down her neck, his hands cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples to stiff peaks. Sita’s back arched off the floor as he took one nipple into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak.
Ravi’s hand trailed down her body, his fingers tracing the curve of her hip before slipping between her legs. Sita moaned as he found her clit, his fingers rubbing slow circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Ravi,” she gasped, her hips bucking off the floor as he increased the pressure. “Please.”
He smiled, his eyes dark with desire. “Please what, Sita?”
“I need you,” she said, her voice trembling with need. “Inside me.”
Ravi didn’t need to be asked twice. He shifted position, his cock nudging at her entrance. Sita moaned as he pushed inside, filling her completely.
He began to move, his hips rocking back and forth as he thrust deep inside her. Sita wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his ass as she urged him on.
Their lovemaking was fierce and passionate, their bodies moving in a dance as old as time itself. The cabin was filled with the sounds of their lovemaking, their moans and gasps echoing off the walls.
As Ravi reached his climax, he pulled out, his cum spilling over Sita’s belly in hot streams. She moaned, her fingers tracing through the sticky mess as she brought them to her lips, tasting him.
They lay there, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs, as the fire crackled and popped in the hearth. The mountains watched over them, silent and knowing, as they whispered sweet nothings into each other’s ears.
The night was theirs, and they would make the most of it. For tomorrow, they would return to the real world, but tonight, they belonged to each other and the mountains.
