Whispers in the Mountains

The brunette woman, Sita, stood at the edge of the mountain, her long black hair whipping around her in the wind. She was nude, her perfect curves on display for the world to see. Her heart raced as she looked out at the vast expanse before her, the other mountains in the distance. She felt so alive in this moment, free and wild.

Behind her, she heard the sound of footsteps on the gravel path. She turned to see Aamir, a tall and handsome Indian man with dark skin and piercing eyes. He was also nude, his muscular body on full display. Sita felt a shiver of desire run through her at the sight of him.

Aamir approached Sita, his eyes locked on hers. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine.

“You are beautiful, Sita,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Sita smiled, her heart fluttering. She had wanted Aamir for so long, and now here he was, standing in front of her, ready to take her.

Aamir stepped closer to Sita, their bodies barely touching. He leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, kissing her deeply. Sita moaned, her body melting against his. She ran her hands over his muscular chest, feeling the heat of his skin under her fingertips.

Aamir’s hands began to wander, caressing Sita’s curves and teasing her nipples. Sita gasped as he pinched her nipples, the pleasure shooting straight to her core. She reached down and wrapped her hand around Aamir’s hard cock, stroking him slowly.

Aamir broke the kiss, his breath coming in short gasps. He looked into Sita’s eyes, his desire clear.

“I want you, Sita,” he said, his voice husky.

Sita nodded, her heart racing. She wanted him too. She turned around, presenting her ass to Aamir. She heard him moan behind her, and then she felt his hands on her hips.

Aamir leaned forward and pressed his lips to Sita’s neck, nibbling and licking her skin. Sita moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. She felt Aamir’s cock probing her entrance, and she pushed back, wanting him inside her.

Aamir entered Sita slowly, his cock sliding in easily. Sita gasped as he filled her, the pleasure overwhelming. Aamir began to thrust, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. Sita moaned, her body moving in time with his.

The wind whipped around them, the sound of their moans and gasps mixing with the rustling of the trees. Sita felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with pleasure.

“Yes, Aamir, yes,” she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.

Aamir thrust harder and faster, his cock hitting Sita’s G-spot with every stroke. Sita felt herself spiraling out of control, her orgasm building deep inside her.

“I’m close, Sita,” Aamir gasped, his voice strained.

“Me too,” Sita moaned, her body trembling.

With one final thrust, Aamir and Sita came together, their bodies shaking with pleasure. Sita felt Aamir’s cock twitching inside her, his hot cum filling her. She moaned, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Aamir pulled out of Sita, his cum running down her thighs. He turned her around and pulled her into a deep kiss, their bodies still trembling with pleasure.

“I love you, Sita,” he whispered, his voice husky.

“I love you too, Aamir,” Sita replied, her heart full of joy.

They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the wind whipping around them. The mountains watched over them, silent witnesses to their love. And in that moment, Sita knew that she had found her true home, in the arms of the man she loved.

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