In the remote foothills of the Himalayas, a small village nestled amongst the towering peaks and lush forests. The villagers lived simple lives, farming the land and tending to their animals. Amongst them was a woman named Preeti, known for her striking beauty and full, round figure. She was a sight to behold, with her long, dark hair cascading down her back and her curves that could make any man’s heart race.
One day, a stranger arrived in the village. He was a traveler, a man of the world who had seen many places and met many people. But none had captured his attention quite like Preeti. He was drawn to her, like a moth to a flame, and he knew that he had to have her.
Preeti, however, was not so easily swayed. She was a woman of pride and independence, and she was not about to give herself to a man she had just met. But the stranger was persistent, and he was not above using his charm and wit to win her over.
He would often find himself walking past Preeti’s home, catching glimpses of her through the window as she went about her daily chores. He would stop and talk to her, asking her about her life and her dreams. And slowly but surely, Preeti began to open up to him.
One evening, as the sun set behind the mountains, the stranger found Preeti alone in her home. She was sitting by the fire, her long hair falling over her shoulders and her curves accentuated by the flickering light. The stranger couldn’t resist any longer, he approached her and took her in his arms.
Preeti resisted at first, but the stranger’s touch was intoxicating. He kissed her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire down to her collarbone. Preeti’s breath hitched as his hands explored her body, caressing her curves and igniting a fire within her.
The stranger’s fingers found their way to Preeti’s most sensitive spots, her nipples hardening under his touch. She moaned as he kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth with a passion that matched her own.
Preeti’s hands found their way to the stranger’s pants, her fingers fumbling with the buttons as she freed his hard cock. She stroked it, her fingers wrapped around the shaft as she guided it towards her wet pussy.
The stranger entered her slowly, his cock sliding in easily as Preeti’s pussy welcomed him. She moaned as he filled her, her body moving in time with his as they found a rhythm that was both primal and beautiful.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they reached for the peak of pleasure. The stranger’s hands found Preeti’s ass, grabbing it as he thrust deeper and harder. Preeti’s moans grew louder as she reached her climax, her body shaking as the stranger filled her with his cum.
They lay together, their bodies entwined as they caught their breath. The stranger looked at Preeti, her dark hair spread out on the pillow and her curves glistening in the firelight. He knew that he had found something special, something that he would never forget.
As they drifted off to sleep, the stranger whispered in Preeti’s ear, “I will never let you go.”
And Preeti knew that she would never want him to.
