The Indian beauty, her name Aaravhi, stood at the edge of the mountain, the wind whipping through her long, dark hair. She was nude, her curvaceous figure on full display. Her most striking feature, though, was her round, firm ass. It was the type of ass that demanded attention, and she knew it.
Aaravhi had come to the mountains to escape, to be alone with her thoughts. But as she stood there, she couldn’t shake the feeling of being watched. She looked over her shoulder, but saw nothing. She turned back to the view, trying to focus on the beauty of the landscape before her.
But the feeling persisted, and soon she could no longer deny it. She turned around, and there he was. A stranger, tall and muscular, with a mischievous glint in his eye. He was also nude, his cock standing at attention.
Aaravhi was startled, but also intrigued. She had never been with a stranger before, but there was something about this man that drew her in. She looked him up and down, and he did the same to her.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I am the mountain,” he replied, his voice deep and resonant. “And you are mine.”
Aaravhi’s heart raced as he approached her. He reached out and touched her cheek, and she leaned into his touch. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, their bodies pressed together.
He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. Aaravhi moaned, her body responding to his touch. He cupped her ass, squeezing it and pulling her closer.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking. Aaravhi let out a gasp as he took her nipple in his mouth, sucking and biting gently. She ran her fingers through his hair as he moved to her other nipple, giving it the same attention.
He knelt down in front of her and spread her legs, his eyes fixated on her pussy. He licked his lips and leaned in, his tongue flicking against her clit. Aaravhi moaned, her legs shaking.
He stood up and pulled her close, his cock pressing against her wet pussy. He kissed her again as he entered her, her moans getting louder as he filled her up.
He started to thrust, hard and fast. Aaravhi wrapped her legs around him, meeting him thrust for thrust. She could feel her orgasm building, and she knew it was going to be a good one.
He reached down and rubbed her clit, sending her over the edge. She screamed his name as she came, her pussy tightening around his cock. He followed shortly after, his cum filling her up.
They stood there, panting and sweaty, their bodies still connected. The stranger pulled out and kissed her again, a soft and tender kiss.
“Thank you,” Aaravhi whispered.
“No, thank you,” the stranger replied. “Until we meet again.”
And with that, he turned and walked away, leaving Aaravhi alone in the mountains, her body spent and her mind at ease. She knew she would never forget this encounter, and she couldn’t wait to come back to the mountains and do it again.
