The sun dipped below the horizon as the sky transformed into a canvas of deep purples and blues. The mountains stood tall and proud against the backdrop of the evening, their peaks touching the sky. Nestled among the trees was a small cabin, a haven for those seeking solace from the world.
Inside the cabin, a woman named Preeti was getting ready for her evening. Preeti was a stunning Indian woman, with long brunette hair cascading down her back and a curvaceous figure that would make any man’s heart race. Her most striking feature, however, was her large, round ass, which was as firm as it was inviting.
Preeti slipped out of her clothes, revealing her naked body to the cool mountain air. She stepped out onto the back porch, her bare feet sinking into the soft earth. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, letting the peace and quiet of the mountains wash over her.
Suddenly, she heard a rustling in the bushes. She turned around, her heart pounding in her chest. But instead of danger, she saw a man emerging from the trees. He was tall and handsome, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes.
Preeti’s fear quickly turned to curiosity, and she found herself unable to look away. The man approached her, his eyes never leaving hers. He was naked, his cock standing at attention, and Preeti felt a sudden heat between her legs.
“Who are you?” Preeti asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I am the mountain spirit,” the man replied, his voice deep and soothing. “I have been watching you, and I have been unable to resist your beauty.”
Preeti’s heart raced as the man stepped closer to her. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, and she found herself wanting him. She had never felt this way before, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards this stranger.
The man reached out and gently touched Preeti’s face, his fingers tracing her jawline. Preeti closed her eyes, letting out a soft moan as he leaned in and kissed her. His lips were soft and warm, and Preeti found herself melting into his embrace.
Their kiss deepened, and Preeti felt the man’s hands exploring her body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs rubbing her nipples, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. Preeti reached down and wrapped her hand around the man’s cock, stroking it gently.
The man broke their kiss and led Preeti to the edge of the porch. He bent her over, her hands gripping the railing as he entered her from behind. Preeti let out a loud moan as he filled her, his cock hitting all the right spots.
The man grabbed Preeti’s hips and began to thrust, each stroke harder and deeper than the last. Preeti’s moans grew louder, filling the air around them. She could feel her orgasm building, her muscles clenching around the man’s cock.
With one final thrust, the man sent Preeti over the edge. She cried out as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, her body trembling with release. The man followed soon after, filling Preeti with his seed.
As they caught their breath, the man pulled out of Preeti and turned her around. He kissed her deeply, his hands cradling her face.
“I must go now,” he whispered. “But I will always be watching over you.”
Preeti watched as the man disappeared into the trees, her heart heavy with sadness. But she knew that she would never forget the incredible experience they had shared.
From that moment on, Preeti spent every evening on the back porch, hoping to catch a glimpse of the mountain spirit. And every now and then, when the wind was just right, she could hear his whispers, a reminder of their passionate encounter in the mountains.
