The sun began to set behind the towering mountains, casting a warm glow over the small Indian village below. Among the mud huts and thatched roofs, one stood out in particular – a vibrant red, adorned with intricate carvings and patterns.
Inside this hut lived a woman named Sita, a striking brunette with curves that could rival the very mountains themselves. Her deep brown eyes and full lips were only surpassed by her most famous feature – her voluptuous, round ass.
Today, Sita had decided to spend the day in the nearby river, washing her clothing and enjoying the refreshing water. Her long, black hair was piled high atop her head, revealing her bare back and the curve of her ass as she bent over the rocks.
As she worked, she couldn’t help but notice a figure approaching from the distance. A man, tall and muscular, with skin the color of caramel and eyes like the ocean. His name was Ravi, a traveler from a neighboring village.
Ravi had heard tales of the beautiful woman who lived in the red hut, but nothing could have prepared him for the sight of Sita in the flesh. He watched from a distance, his eyes drawn to the curve of her ass and the way the water glistened on her sun-kissed skin.
Sita, sensing his presence, turned to face him. Their eyes met, and in that moment, a spark ignited between them. Ravi, unable to resist the pull, approached Sita, his intentions clear.
Sita, intrigued by the stranger, allowed him to come closer. They exchanged pleasantries, their voices hushed and low, as if sharing a secret. But as the sun dipped below the horizon, the air between them grew thick with desire.
Ravi, bold and confident, reached out to touch Sita’s face. She leaned into his touch, her lips parting in anticipation. And with that, they fell into a passionate kiss, their bodies pressed together as the river rushed around them.
As they explored each other’s mouths, their hands began to wander. Sita’s fingers traced the lines of Ravi’s chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath his skin. Ravi, in turn, cupped Sita’s ass, squeezing and kneading the soft flesh.
With a low growl, Ravi picked Sita up, wrapping her legs around his waist. She gasped as he carried her to the nearby shore, laying her down on a soft patch of grass.
Their lovemaking was fervent and intense, a dance as old as time itself. Ravi trailed kisses down Sita’s neck, nibbling and licking the sensitive skin. Sita arched her back, moaning as Ravi’s fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them to hard peaks.
Ravi’s mouth continued its descent, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. He licked and sucked at Sita’s breasts, teasing the nipples with his teeth. Sita writhed beneath him, her hands tugging at his hair as she begged for more.
Finally, Ravi’s mouth found its ultimate target – Sita’s pussy. He spread her legs wide, exposing the glistening folds to his eager gaze. With a low growl, he dove in, licking and sucking at Sita’s clit.
Sita’s back arched off the ground as Ravi’s tongue worked its magic. She cried out, her voice echoing through the mountains as she came hard against his mouth.
But Ravi wasn’t done yet. He slid up Sita’s body, positioning himself at her entrance. With one swift thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, filling her to the brim.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. Ravi’s hips pistoned in and out, each thrust sending Sita closer and closer to the edge. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper still.
As they reached their climax, their voices mingled in a symphony of pleasure. Sita’s pussy clenched around Ravi’s cock, milking him for all he was worth. Ravi’s seed spilled forth, filling Sita to the brim.
As they lay there, spent and satisfied, the mountains watched over them, their whispers carried on the wind. And in that moment, Sita and Ravi knew that they were forever bound, their souls intertwined for all eternity.
