The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the Indian mountains. The air was thin and crisp, carrying the scent of pine and earth. Niamh, a brunette with a big, round ass, stood at the edge of a cliff, taking in the breathtaking view. She was on vacation, having left her busy life in the city behind for a week of solitude and relaxation.
As she turned to head back to her cabin, she noticed a figure in the distance. It was a woman, with long, dark hair and a slender figure. She was completely naked, her tan skin glowing in the fading light. Niamh’s heart raced as she watched the woman approach, her eyes locked on Niamh’s.
“Who are you?” Niamh asked as the woman came to a stop in front of her.
“I am Ahalya,” the woman replied, her voice soft and sultry. “And I have been waiting for you.”
Niamh’s mind raced with questions, but her body betrayed her, a heat spreading through her core as she took in Ahalya’s perfect form. Ahalya stepped closer, her hand reaching out to touch Niamh’s cheek.
“You are beautiful,” Ahalya whispered, her eyes filled with desire.
Niamh’s breath hitched as Ahalya’s lips met hers, their tongues dancing in a passionate kiss. Ahalya’s hands roamed over Niamh’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Niamh moaned, her body responding to Ahalya’s touch.
Ahalya’s mouth trailed down Niamh’s neck, her teeth nibbling on the sensitive skin. Niamh’s head fell back, a gasp escaping her lips as Ahalya’s hand slipped between her legs, her fingers finding Niamh’s clit.
“Yes, oh god, yes,” Niamh moaned, her hips bucking against Ahalya’s hand.
Ahalya’s fingers moved in slow, circular motions, driving Niamh wild. Niamh’s legs trembled as she reached for Ahalya, their bodies pressed together as they kissed.
Ahalya’s fingers left Niamh’s clit, tracing a path down to her entrance. Niamh gasped as Ahalya slid a finger inside her, her muscles clenching around the intrusion. Ahalya added a second finger, her thumb circling Niamh’s clit as she thrust her fingers in and out.
Niamh’s moans grew louder as Ahalya brought her to the brink of orgasm. She broke the kiss, her head thrown back as she cried out, her body shaking with pleasure.
Ahalya’s fingers slid out of Niamh, her hand moving to her own entrance. Niamh watched, her breath coming in short gasps as Ahalya slid a finger inside herself. Niamh’s eyes widened as Ahalya added a second finger, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm.
Niamh’s body was still humming with pleasure, but she found herself wanting more. She reached for Ahalya, her fingers joining Ahalya’s as they thrust in and out.
Ahalya’s moans matched Niamh’s own, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time. Niamh’s orgasm built again, her muscles clenching as she cried out, her body shaking with pleasure.
Ahalya’s orgasm followed, her body stiffening as she cried out, her fingers still buried inside herself.
They stood there, their bodies pressed together, their breaths coming in short gasps as they came down from their high. Niamh looked into Ahalya’s eyes, a sense of peace and contentment washing over her.
“Will you stay with me?” Niamh asked, her voice soft.
Ahalya smiled, her fingers tracing Niamh’s lips.
“Always,” she replied.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the Indian mountains in darkness, Niamh and Ahalya stood together, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
