In the heart of the Himalayas, there lived a woman named Parvati. She was known for her voluptuous figure, with an ample behind that was as wide as the mountains that surrounded her small abode. Her long, brunette hair cascaded down her back, reaching her narrow waist. She was a sight to behold, with her back view alone enough to make any man’s heart race.
Parvati was an Indian woman, proud of her heritage and the beauty that came with it. She lived a simple life, but her desires were anything but. She longed for a man to take her, to claim her as his own and make her scream with pleasure.
One day, a stranger arrived in the village. His name was Arjun, a traveler who had heard tales of the beautiful woman who lived in the mountains. Intrigued, he set out to find her, determined to have her for himself.
Arjun finally found Parvati, and he was not disappointed. She was even more stunning up close, and he could not take his eyes off of her. Without a word, he approached her, taking her in his arms and kissing her deeply. Parvati responded eagerly, her body melting against his.
Their clothes came off quickly, and Arjun couldn’t help but stare at Parvati’s big, round ass. He reached out, grabbing a handful and squeezing gently. Parvati moaned, pushing back against him.
Arjun wasted no time, dropping to his knees and burying his face between Parvati’s cheeks. He licked and sucked, making her wet and ready for him. Parvati’s moans grew louder, echoing through the mountains.
Finally, Arjun couldn’t wait any longer. He stood up, positioning himself behind Parvati. He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy surrounding him. Parvati’s moans turned to cries of pleasure as Arjun started to thrust, harder and faster.
They tried different positions, each one more intense than the last. Parvati rode Arjun, her big ass bouncing up and down as she took him deep inside her. They switched to doggy style, Arjun pulling her hair and slapping her ass as he fucked her from behind.
In the end, they collapsed in a heap, sweaty and satisfied. Arjun pulled out, cum dripping from Parvati’s pussy. She looked back at him, her eyes filled with lust and desire.
“Again,” she said, her voice husky with pleasure. “I want you to fuck me again.”
And so he did, over and over again, until the mountains themselves echoed with their cries of pleasure.
