The sun began to set behind the towering mountains, casting a warm glow over the nude figure standing before them. She was a big, beautiful brunette, her curves accentuated by the golden light. Her name was Priya, an Indian woman with a body that could make any man’s heart race.
She had come to the mountains to be alone, to escape the noise and chaos of the city. But she was not completely alone. A man, watching from a distance, had followed her. He was drawn to her, captivated by her beauty and the confidence with which she carried herself.
He approached her slowly, not wanting to startle her. “Priya,” he whispered, his voice barely audible above the wind. She turned to face him, her eyes wide with surprise. He could see the apprehension in her gaze, but also something else – a spark of curiosity.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Someone who wants to make you feel good,” he replied, taking a step closer to her.
She hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. He could see the desire in her eyes, the longing for a connection. He reached out and took her hand, leading her to a secluded spot behind the mountains.
Their connection was immediate, their bodies fitting together as if they were two pieces of a puzzle. He started with soft kisses, exploring her lips and neck. She responded eagerly, her hands running through his hair.
He slowly made his way down her body, his lips tracing a path from her neck to her breasts. He took one of her nipples in his mouth, teasing it with his tongue. She moaned, her back arching as she pressed herself closer to him.
He continued his descent, his lips moving down her stomach and towards her hips. He could see the desire in her eyes, the longing for more. He granted her wish, his lips finding her clit. She gasped, her hands gripping the grass beneath her as he began to lick and suck.
She was moaning loudly now, her hips bucking as he brought her closer and closer to the edge. He could feel her muscles tightening, her body trembling as she reached her climax.
He didn’t give her a chance to recover, instead, he positioned himself behind her. He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her warm, wet pussy. She moaned as he filled her, her body moving in time with his thrusts.
He wrapped his arm around her, his fingers finding her clit. He began to rub her, his thrusts becoming more urgent as he brought her closer to the edge once again. She moaned, her body trembling as she reached her climax.
He could feel himself getting close, his thrusts becoming erratic as he reached his climax. He groaned, his body shuddering as he filled her.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, as the sun set behind the mountains. The wind whispered through the trees, a gentle reminder of the beauty of the world around them.
They didn’t speak, there was no need for words. They had found their connection, their moment of pleasure in the midst of the mountains. And as the night fell, they knew that they would always have this memory, this moment of pure bliss.
