Whispers in the Mountains

The sun began to set over the towering peaks of the Himalayas, casting a warm glow over the small village nestled in its valleys. In a secluded cabin on the outskirts of the village lived a young Indian woman named Priya. She was a striking beauty, with long, dark hair that cascaded down her back, and curves that could make any man’s heart race. Her most notable feature, however, was her large, round ass, which was on full display as she bent over to gather firewood.

Priya had always been a bit of a loner, preferring the company of the mountains to that of people. She had never met a man who could truly satisfy her insatiable appetite for pleasure, that is, until she met Ravi.

Ravi was a handsome and rugged mountain guide, with a strong, muscular build and piercing dark eyes. He had traveled the world, but had never met a woman quite like Priya. He was drawn to her wild spirit and the way she moved with the grace of a panther.

One day, as Priya was collecting firewood, she heard a rustling in the bushes behind her. She turned to see Ravi, standing there with a mischievous grin on his face.

“You shouldn’t wander these woods alone, beautiful,” he said, his voice low and husky. “It’s not safe.”

Priya’s heart fluttered in her chest. She had never been one to shy away from danger, and something about Ravi’s presence made her feel alive in a way she had never experienced before.

“I can take care of myself,” she replied, her voice dripping with confidence.

Ravi chuckled and took a step closer to her. “I don’t doubt it,” he said. “But I can’t help but want to protect you.”

Priya’s breath hitched in her throat as Ravi’s hand brushed against her hip. She turned to face him, her eyes locked on his.

“And how do you plan on protecting me?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Ravi’s hand moved to the small of her back, pulling her closer to him. “By making you scream my name,” he said, his lips brushing against her ear.

Priya’s heart raced as Ravi’s hand moved to her ass, squeezing it firmly. She let out a soft moan as he lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist.

He carried her to the cabin, kicking the door open as they entered. He laid her down on the bed, his eyes devouring every inch of her naked body.

“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice filled with awe.

Priya smiled, feeling a blush spread across her cheeks. She had never felt so desired before.

Ravi wasted no time, his lips finding hers in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and crevice. He made his way down to her breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth and teasing it with his tongue.

Priya let out a moan, her back arching as Ravi’s hand moved between her legs. She was already wet, her pussy aching for him.

Ravi slid a finger inside of her, groaning as he felt how tight she was. He added another finger, stretching her out as she moaned and writhed beneath him.

He moved down her body, his tongue tracing a path from her breasts to her pussy. He licked and sucked at her clit, making her moan and gasp.

Priya’s hands fisted in the sheets as Ravi’s tongue delved deeper, fucking her with it. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her moans growing louder and more desperate.

Ravi knew she was close and he wanted to make her cum hard. He slid his fingers out of her and replaced them with his cock, plunging it deep inside of her.

Priya let out a loud moan as Ravi filled her, her pussy clenching around him. He started to fuck her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together as they moaned and panted.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Priya chanted, her nails digging into Ravi’s back.

Ravi reached down and started to play with her clit as he fucked her, making her moans grow louder.

Priya’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her whole body trembling as she came hard. Ravi followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his cum.

They lay there, panting and sweating, as the cabin filled with the smell of sex.

“You’re mine now,” Ravi whispered in her ear, his voice filled with a primal possessiveness.

Priya smiled, feeling a sense of belonging she had never known before. She was Ravi’s, and he was hers.

They spent the rest of the night exploring each other’s bodies, their moans and cries of pleasure echoing through the cabin and into the night.

The mountains had never seemed so alive.

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