Whispers in the Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the Indian mountains in a warm, golden glow. A young woman named Priya, with long, dark hair and curves in all the right places, stood at the edge of a cliff, taking in the breathtaking view. She was nude, her back to the camera, her round, firm ass on display.

Priya had come to the mountains to escape the hustle and bustle of city life, to find some peace and solitude. But she wasn’t alone for long. A tall, handsome stranger approached her, his eyes fixed on her luscious form.

“I’m sorry,” he said, “I didn’t mean to intrude. This is just such a beautiful sight, I had to come see it for myself.”

Priya turned to face him, her full lips curling into a smile. “It’s quite all right,” she said. “I was just enjoying the view myself.”

The stranger stepped closer, his eyes roving over Priya’s body. She could feel the heat of his gaze, and it made her skin tingle. She knew what he wanted, and she was more than willing to give it to him.

They began to kiss, their lips meeting in a passionate exchange. Priya’s tongue darted out, exploring the stranger’s mouth, tasting him. He groaned, his hands reaching out to cup her ass, pulling her close.

Priya let out a soft moan as the stranger’s fingers dug into her flesh. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she wanted it inside her. But she wasn’t ready to give in just yet.

She broke the kiss, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Not so fast,” she said, a teasing smile on her lips. “Let’s take this slow.”

The stranger nodded, his eyes dark with desire. Priya led him to a nearby blanket, where they lay down, their bodies entwined. She trailed her fingers down his chest, tracing the muscles of his abdomen. He shuddered, his breath hitching as she reached his cock.

Priya wrapped her hand around the stranger’s shaft, stroking it gently. She could feel it throbbing in her hand, and she knew he was close. She leaned down, her lips closing around the tip of his cock, her tongue swirling around it.

The stranger let out a low groan, his hips thrusting upwards. Priya took him deeper into her mouth, her head bobbing up and down as she sucked him off. She could feel him getting closer, his moans growing louder.

But she wasn’t ready for him to cum just yet. She pulled back, her lips leaving a wet trail along his shaft. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with lust. “I want you inside me,” she whispered.

The stranger didn’t need to be asked twice. He rolled on top of Priya, his cock pressing against her wet pussy. She moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist as he entered her.

They moved together, their bodies in perfect harmony. Priya’s nails dug into the stranger’s back as he thrust deeper and deeper inside her. She could feel herself getting closer, her orgasm building.

The stranger’s moans grew louder, his thrusts more frantic. Priya could feel his cock swelling inside her, and she knew he was close too. She wrapped her legs tighter around him, pulling him deeper.

With a final thrust, the stranger came, his hot cum filling Priya’s pussy. She followed soon after, her orgasm crashing over her in waves of pleasure.

They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies entwined. The sun had set completely, the mountains bathed in darkness. But they didn’t need light to see each other, their bodies glowing with the aftermath of their passion.

“That was amazing,” the stranger said, his voice husky with desire.

Priya smiled, her eyes shining. “Yes, it was.”

They stayed like that for a while longer, their bodies entwined, the cool mountain air washing over them. And as they drifted off to sleep, they knew that they had found something special in each other, something that would stay with them long after they left the mountains.

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