Whispers in the Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the valley below in a warm, golden glow. High up in the mountains, nestled among the trees, a solitary log cabin stood as a beacon of warmth and comfort. Inside, the cabin was filled with the aroma of a slow-burning fire and the soft, sultry rhythm of Indian music.

Lying on her stomach on the plush rug in front of the fireplace, a stunning brunette Indian woman named Nalini arched her back, drawing attention to her luscious, round ass. Her dark skin glowed in the firelight, and the curves of her body were accentuated by the soft, flowing fabric of her traditional Indian sari.

Nalini had come to the mountains to escape the hustle and bustle of city life and find solace in nature. She had spent the day exploring the rugged terrain, but now she was ready to relax and indulge in some self-care.

As she lay there, she couldn’t help but think about the man she had met at the local market earlier that day. He was tall, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes, and there was something about him that had drawn her in. They had exchanged only a few words, but there had been a spark between them, and Nalini couldn’t shake the feeling that she would see him again.

Lost in thought, Nalini didn’t hear the cabin door open, but she felt the warmth of another body enter the room. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder, her eyes widening as she saw the man from the market standing there, watching her with a hungry gaze.

“I hope you don’t mind,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you, and when I saw the cabin was empty, I had to come in and see if you were here.”

Nalini’s heart raced as she took in the sight of him. He was even more handsome than she remembered, and the way he was looking at her made her feel desired and wanted.

“I’m glad you did,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

He moved closer to her, and Nalini could feel the heat radiating off his body. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the musky scent of him.

He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her skin. Nalini shivered at his touch, and she turned her head to look up at him, her eyes filled with longing.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, and Nalini melted into the kiss, her body molding to his. His tongue explored her mouth, and she responded in kind, their tongues dancing together in a passionate duet.

He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking at her sensitive skin. Nalini moaned and arched her back, giving him better access. He took advantage of the invitation, his hands exploring her body as he made his way down to her full, round ass.

He gripped her ass cheeks, kneading them with his strong hands, and Nalini couldn’t help but grind her hips against the floor, seeking more friction. He took the hint and slipped his hand beneath her sari, his fingers finding her wet, ready pussy.

Nalini moaned as he began to stroke her clit, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her body. She writhed beneath him, her hips grinding against his hand as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

Just as she was about to come, he pulled his hand away, leaving her panting and wanting.

“Not yet,” he said, his voice a low growl.

He stood up and quickly shed his clothes, revealing his muscular, toned body. Nalini couldn’t help but stare, her eyes widening as she took in the sight of his hard, throbbing cock.

He climbed onto the rug, positioning himself behind Nalini. She could feel his hot, heavy breath against her ear as he leaned down and whispered, “I’m going to make you scream, Nalini.”

He ran his hands down her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips and the soft, smooth skin of her ass. He parted her cheeks, exposing her tight, puckered hole, and Nalini couldn’t help but moan at the thought of him taking her there.

But instead, he leaned down and pressed his lips to her pussy, his tongue darting out to taste her. Nalini moaned and writhed beneath him, her hips bucking as he licked and sucked at her clit.

He slipped a finger inside her, and Nalini moaned even louder, her body trembling with pleasure. He added another finger, stretching her wide, and then a third, preparing her for his cock.

Finally, when Nalini was writhing and begging for more, he positioned himself behind her and slid his cock inside her, inch by inch, until he was fully seated.

Nalini cried out as he began to fuck her, his thrusts deep and hard. She pushed back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke, her body begging for more.

He reached around and gripped her hips, pulling her back onto his cock as he slammed into her. Nalini moaned and screamed, her body shaking with pleasure as she came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock.

He didn’t stop, didn’t slow down, his thrusts becoming faster and harder as he chased his own release. Nalini could feel him swelling inside her, and she knew he was close.

With a final, powerful thrust, he came, his hot, sticky cum filling her pussy. Nalini moaned as she felt him cum, her body trembling with aftershocks of pleasure.

They lay there, tangled together, their bodies slick with sweat and cum, as the fire burned low and the night wore on.

And as they drifted off to sleep, Nalini knew that she had found something special in the mountains, something she would never forget.

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