Whispers in the Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon as it painted the sky with hues of pink and orange. High up in the mountains, a secluded log cabin sat nestled among the trees. Inside, the room was dimly lit by the flickering fireplace, casting dancing shadows across the walls.

Lying on the plush rug in front of the fireplace was a woman named Maya. She was an Indian beauty, with long, wavy brunette hair cascading down her back, and curves that could rival the mountains outside. Her smooth, caramel-colored skin glowed in the firelight as she stretched out, completely nude.

Maya’s heart raced with anticipation as she heard the front door creak open. She had been waiting for him, her lover, to return from his hunting trip. She closed her eyes, listening to the sound of his footsteps approaching.

Suddenly, she felt his hands on her shoulders, gently massaging her tense muscles. She let out a soft moan as he trailed kisses down her neck, his stubble scratching against her sensitive skin.

“I’ve missed you,” he whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.

Maya turned to face him, her full breasts pressing against his chest. She looked up at him with doe eyes, her heart fluttering with desire.

He leaned down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, tangling with hers in a dance as old as time.

Their hands roamed over each other’s bodies, exploring every inch of skin. Maya’s fingers traced the muscles of his arms, feeling the tension in his body from the hunt. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her hard nipples.

Maya broke the kiss, gasping for air. She leaned back, her full ass pressing against the rug. She spread her legs, inviting him closer.

He knelt between her legs, his eyes dark with desire. He leaned down, his tongue tracing a path from her navel to her wet pussy.

Maya moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth. He licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

Maya’s orgasm built inside her, her moans growing louder and louder. She grabbed onto his hair, pulling him closer as she came hard, her juices coating his face.

He stood up, his cock hard and ready. Maya looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire.

“Fuck me,” she whispered.

He didn’t need to be told twice. He entered her in one swift thrust, filling her completely.

They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Maya’s tits bounced with each thrust, her moans filling the room.

He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed circles around it, sending Maya over the edge again.

She came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock. He followed soon after, his warm cum filling her.

They collapsed onto the rug, their bodies spent. Maya looked up at him, her heart filled with love.

“I’ve missed you,” she whispered again.

He kissed her forehead, his arms wrapped around her.

“I’ll never leave you again,” he said.

And they stayed like that, wrapped up in each other’s arms, until the fire burned out and the room grew cold.

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