The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the snow-capped mountains. Naina, an Indian woman with raven hair that cascaded down to her round, firm ass, stood at the edge of a cliff, admiring the breathtaking view. Her heart raced as she felt the cool mountain breeze against her bare skin. She was nude, her brown body glowing in the fading light.
Behind her, Aarav, a tall and muscular Indian man, approached slowly. His eyes trailed over her curves, taking in every inch of her exposed flesh. He had been following her for days, watching as she explored the wilderness alone. He was captivated by her confidence and strength, and he knew he had to have her.
“Naina,” he whispered, his voice husky with desire. She turned to face him, her dark eyes meeting his. He stepped closer, closing the distance between them. His hands reached out, grazing the curve of her waist before settling on her hips.
“Aarav,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. She leaned into him, her breasts pressing against his chest. He could feel her heart pounding, matching his own.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together. Aarav’s hands explored Naina’s body, caressing her breasts before making their way down to her round ass. He squeezed her cheeks, pulling her closer.
Naina moaned, her body responding to his touch. She reached down, wrapping her hand around his hard cock. She stroked him, feeling him grow harder in her hand.
Aarav broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to gasp. His hands continued to explore her body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.
Naina’s breathing grew heavy as he continued to touch her. She could feel her pussy growing wet, her body begging for more.
Aarav sensed her need and led her to a nearby boulder. He bent her over, her ass high in the air. He spread her cheeks, admiring her tight asshole and wet pussy.
He leaned down, his tongue darting out to taste her. Naina moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. He licked and sucked on her clit, causing her to moan louder.
Aarav stood up, positioning his cock at her entrance. He teased her, rubbing the head of his cock against her wet lips.
“Please, Aarav,” Naina begged, pushing back against him.
He slid inside her, filling her completely. She moaned, her body adjusting to his size. He began to thrust, each stroke causing her to moan louder.
“Yes, Aarav, harder,” she demanded, her voice filled with pleasure.
He obliged, pounding into her with reckless abandon. Their bodies slapped together, the sound echoing through the mountains.
Naina reached down, rubbing her clit as he fucked her. She could feel her orgasm building, her body tensing.
“I’m close,” she gasped, her voice filled with need.
Aarav quickened his pace, driving deeper into her. She moaned, her body trembling as she came.
Aarav followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat.
They stayed like that for a moment, catching their breath. The mountains watched over them, silent witnesses to their passion.
As the night fell, they dressed and made their way back down the mountain. Their bodies may have been tired, but their hearts were full of desire for each other.
And so they returned, again and again, to the mountains to find solace in each other’s arms. And each time, their love grew stronger, fueled by the passion that only the mountains could provide.
