Whispers in the Mountains

In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a brunette beauty named Priya was taking in the breathtaking view. She was a stunning Indian woman, with an ass that demanded attention. Her curves were accentuated by the traditional attire she wore, a long skirt that swayed gently in the wind.

Priya had come to the mountains to escape the hustle and bustle of city life. She was a successful businesswoman, always on the go, and she yearned for a moment of peace and solitude. As she stood there, taking in the majesty of the mountains, she felt a presence behind her.

Turning around, she saw a handsome stranger, a fellow wanderer who had also been drawn to the beauty of the Himalayas. He was tall, with chiseled features and piercing eyes that seemed to see straight through her. Priya felt a shiver run down her spine, and she knew in that moment that she wanted him.

The stranger introduced himself as Ravi, and they quickly fell into easy conversation. They talked about their lives, their dreams, and their desires. As the sun began to set, Ravi suggested they explore the mountains together, and Priya agreed.

As they walked, Ravi couldn’t take his eyes off of Priya’s ass. It was full and round, and he longed to touch it, to feel its weight in his hands. He imagined what it would be like to bury his face in it, to taste her.

Priya, too, was feeling the heat. She could feel Ravi’s gaze on her, and it made her wet. She wanted him, needed him, and she knew that he felt the same way. They reached a secluded spot, a small clearing surrounded by trees, and Priya turned to face Ravi.

Without a word, they fell into each other’s arms. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. Ravi’s hands roamed over Priya’s body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her blouse.

Priya moaned as Ravi’s hands worked their magic. She could feel her pussy growing wetter by the second, and she longed to feel him inside her. She reached down, undoing his pants and freeing his hard cock.

Ravi growled as Priya’s hand wrapped around his shaft. He had been hard for what felt like hours, and now he was finally going to get the release he craved. He pushed her skirt up, revealing her bare ass.

Priya gasped as Ravi’s fingers found her wet pussy. She was soaked, and she knew that he could feel it. He teased her clit, making her moan and writhe with pleasure.

Ravi couldn’t wait any longer. He positioned himself behind Priya, his cock poised at her entrance. He looked into her eyes, seeking permission, and Priya nodded.

With a swift thrust, Ravi entered Priya’s pussy. She cried out in pleasure as he filled her, stretching her walls and making her feel more alive than she had in years.

They moved together, Ravi’s hips pistoning as he fucked Priya from behind. She moaned and screamed, her pleasure echoing through the mountains.

Ravi reached around, finding Priya’s clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts. She cried out, her orgasm building deep within her.

With a final thrust, Ravi emptied himself inside Priya. She felt his hot cum fill her, and she came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

As they caught their breath, Ravi pulled out of Priya and they collapsed onto the grass, spent and satisfied. They lay there, basking in the afterglow of their passion, as the stars began to twinkle in the sky above.

In that moment, Priya knew that she had found something special in the mountains. She had found a connection, a bond that would last a lifetime. And as they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, she knew that she would never forget this night, or the man who had shown her the true meaning of pleasure.

close-alt close collapse comment ellipsis expand gallery heart lock menu next pinned previous reply search share star