The sun was setting behind the towering mountains, casting a warm glow over the secluded cabin. Shanti, a stunning brunette with an Indian heritage and an ample ass, was standing on the back porch, taking in the breathtaking view. She was nude, feeling liberated and connected to nature in the quiet wilderness.
Inside the cabin, her partner, Amit, an Indian man with a chiseled physique, was preparing a romantic dinner for them. Hearing the silence, he stepped out onto the porch, his eyes immediately drawn to Shanti’s luscious figure. He approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist and pressing his growing erection into her soft curves.
“Mmm, Amit,” Shanti purred, leaning back into his embrace. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. Amit’s hands roamed over Shanti’s body, teasing her nipples and making her moan into their kiss.
Breaking apart, Amit turned Shanti around to face him, his hands still caressing her body. He leaned down to take a hard nipple into his mouth, sucking and nibbling gently. Shanti gasped, her hands going to Amit’s head, holding him in place as he worshipped her breasts.
Slowly, Amit moved his hands down Shanti’s body, over her wide hips and to her thick ass. He squeezed and massaged her cheeks, making her whimper with pleasure.
“Amit, please,” Shanti begged, her voice husky with desire. “I need you inside me.”
Amit wasted no time, guiding Shanti to the edge of the porch, where he bent her over, exposing her glistening pussy. He knelt behind her, inhaling her arousing scent before running his tongue along her slit.
Shanti cried out, pushing back against Amit’s mouth as he licked and sucked her clit. He slipped a finger inside her, fucking her gently as he continued to devour her pussy.
“Yes, yes, Amit!” Shanti moaned, her orgasm building quickly. “I’m going to cum!”
With a few more flicks of his tongue and a deep thrust of his finger, Shanti came hard, her pussy pulsing around Amit’s fingers. He stood up, rubbing his cock against her swollen lips, coating himself in her wetness.
“Please, Amit,” Shanti panted, looking back at him over her shoulder. “Fuck me.”
Amit didn’t need any more encouragement. He positioned himself at Shanti’s entrance and thrust inside her, making both of them gasp at the feeling of fullness. He began to fuck her with long, deep strokes, each one causing Shanti to moan louder than the last.
Their bodies moved in harmony, the slapping of skin and Shanti’s cries of pleasure filling the air. Amit reached around, finding Shanti’s clit and rubbing it in time with his thrusts.
“Oh, fuck, Amit!” Shanti screamed, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. “Yes, yes, yes!”
Amit couldn’t hold back any longer, his own release barreling through him as he filled Shanti’s pussy with his hot cum. They both collapsed onto the porch, panting and sweaty, their bodies still entwined.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Shanti and Amit lay there, basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter, their hearts beating as one.
