In the heart of the Himalayas, a woman named Preeti found herself on a spiritual retreat. She was a striking figure, with her long, brunette hair cascading down her back and her voluptuous figure, especially her big, round ass, which looked magnificent even in the simplest of her Indian attire.
Preeti had spent the day hiking the rugged terrain, and as night fell, she decided to bathe in a secluded hot spring nestled among the mountains. The only light came from a crescent moon and the stars above. She slipped out of her clothes, her body glowing in the moonlight, and stepped into the warm waters.
As she closed her eyes, lost in the peace of the moment, she felt a presence. A man, also a participant in the retreat, had been watching her from afar. Intrigued, he approached her, his eyes locked on her curves.
“Preeti,” he whispered, his voice barely audible above the gentle sounds of the spring. She opened her eyes, startled, but something about his presence comforted her.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Ravi,” he replied, taking a step closer to her. “I couldn’t help but notice you. You’re breathtaking.”
Preeti blushed, but she couldn’t deny the spark that ignited between them. She looked into his eyes, and in that moment, she knew she wanted him.
Ravi stepped into the spring, his eyes never leaving Preeti. He moved closer to her, his hands reaching out to touch her. Preeti leaned into his touch, her body responding to his touch.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their bodies pressed against each other. Ravi’s hands explored Preeti’s body, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples, and caressing her big, round ass. Preeti moaned, her body on fire with desire.
Ravi’s fingers found their way to Preeti’s wet, eager pussy. He stroked her clit, causing her to moan louder. Preeti reached down, her fingers wrapping around Ravi’s hard cock. She stroked him, matching his rhythm.
Ravi picked Preeti up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He entered her, their bodies moving in unison. Preeti’s back was against the rocky wall of the spring, the cold stones a stark contrast to the heat building between them.
“Yes, Ravi,” Preeti moaned, her nails digging into his back. “Harder.”
Ravi obliged, thrusting deeper and harder. Preeti’s moans filled the air, mingling with the sounds of the spring.
“Oh, Preeti,” Ravi groaned, his fingers digging into her hips. “I’m going to cum.”
“Inside me,” Preeti begged, her pussy clenching around him.
With a final thrust, Ravi came, filling Preeti with his warmth. Preeti moaned, her body trembling with her own orgasm.
They stayed there, in the spring, for what felt like hours. Their bodies intertwined, their breaths syncing. When they finally pulled away from each other, they knew their connection was more than just physical.
In the days that followed, Preeti and Ravi explored each other, both physically and emotionally. They discovered each other’s bodies, learning what brought the other pleasure. They shared their dreams, their fears, and their hopes.
And as they lay there, under the stars, their bodies spent and their hearts full, they knew their time together was coming to an end. But they also knew that what they had shared would stay with them forever.
And so, as the sun rose over the Himalayas, Preeti and Ravi said their goodbyes. With a final kiss, they parted ways, their hearts heavy but their spirits lifted. For they knew that their time together, brief as it was, was a gift. A memory they would cherish forever.
