Whispers in the Mountains

The sun began to set over the towering mountains, casting a warm golden glow over the secluded cabin. A young Indian woman, Sareena, stood on the porch, her dark eyes taking in the breathtaking view. She was nude, her bronzed skin glowing in the fading light. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, reaching the top of her generous, round ass.

As she stepped off the porch and began to walk towards the forest, she felt the cool mountain air caressing her bare skin. Her nipples hardened, and a shiver ran down her spine. She knew she was being watched, but she didn’t turn around. Instead, she continued to walk, her hips swaying seductively with each step.

Behind her, a man watched, his breath caught in his throat. He was a stranger, a white man with a rugged jaw and piercing blue eyes. He had been hiking in the mountains when he stumbled upon the cabin, and he couldn’t believe his luck when he saw Sareena through the window.

He followed her, staying hidden in the shadows. He watched as she reached a small clearing, her back still facing him. She bent over, her hands braced on her knees, and he could see the moisture glistening on her pussy lips.

He couldn’t resist any longer. He stepped out of the shadows and approached her, his footsteps silent on the soft grass. She didn’t hear him, not until he was right behind her. He placed a hand on her hip, and she jumped, startled.

“Who are you?” she demanded, her voice husky with desire.

“Just a traveler,” he replied, his voice low and seductive. “But I can’t resist a beautiful woman like you.”

He pulled her close, his other hand reaching around to cup her breast. She moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder. He kissed her neck, his tongue tracing a path from her ear to her collarbone.

Sareena turned in his arms, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. They kissed, their lips meeting in a passionate dance. He ran his hands over her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her hips, the swell of her breasts.

He broke the kiss, his lips moving down to her neck, her chest. He sucked on her nipples, his tongue swirling around the hard peaks. She gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulders.

He knelt before her, his hands parting her legs. He kissed her inner thighs, his tongue tracing a path up to her pussy. She moaned, her head falling back. He licked her, his tongue darting between her lips, tasting her sweetness.

She was ready, her pussy wet and swollen. He stood, his cock hard and ready. He entered her, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in circles. She moaned, her hips meeting his thrusts.

They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. He lifted her, his hands on her ass, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He fucked her harder, their bodies slapping together. She moaned, her head thrown back, her breasts bouncing with each thrust.

He came, his hot seed filling her. She moaned, her pussy clenching around him. He lowered her to the ground, his cock still inside her. They stood there, their bodies still connected, their breaths mingling in the cool mountain air.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, they parted, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat. They dressed, their eyes meeting in a silent promise of more to come.

And as the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, they walked back to the cabin, their hands entwined, their hearts beating as one.

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