In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a small village nestled amongst the towering peaks was home to a woman named Parvati. She was a sight to behold, with her long, dark hair cascading down her back and her full, round ass that drew the gaze of any man who crossed her path. Her life in the mountains was simple, but she yearned for something more, something primal and raw.
One day, a stranger named Aryan arrived in the village. He was a traveler, a wanderer, and his dark, brooding eyes held a promise of the unknown. Parvati was instantly drawn to him, and she found herself spending more and more time with him, exploring the mountains and the secrets they held.
One evening, as the sun set behind the peaks, Aryan and Parvati found themselves alone in a secluded clearing. The air was thick with tension, and Parvati’s heart raced as Aryan approached her. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, and she could feel the heat of his body against hers.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths as if they were starved for the taste of one another. Parvati’s hands roamed over Aryan’s chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt. She let out a soft moan as he ran his fingers through her hair, pulling her closer still.
Aryan’s hands found their way to Parvati’s ass, gripping it tightly as he ground his hips against hers. She could feel his hard cock pressed against her, and she longed to feel it inside of her.
“Aryan,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I want you.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. His hands moved to the waistband of her pants, pulling them down to reveal her bare ass. She stepped out of them, her heart pounding in her chest as she stood before him, completely exposed.
Aryan’s eyes raked over her body, taking in every inch of her. He moved closer, his lips finding the curve of her neck as he trailed kisses down to her shoulder. Parvati let out a soft moan as he nibbled on her earlobe, his fingers teasing her nipples.
She reached behind her, grasping his cock through his pants. He was rock hard, and she longed to feel him inside of her.
“Please,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. “I need you.”
Aryan didn’t hesitate. He pulled off his pants, his cock springing free. Parvati’s eyes widened as she took in his size, and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside of her.
He spun her around, pressing her against a tree as he entered her from behind. Parvati let out a loud moan as he filled her, her pussy gripping him tightly.
“Yes,” she cried out, her hips meeting his as they moved together. “Fuck me, Aryan.”
He didn’t disappoint. He pounded into her, his balls slapping against her ass as he took her roughly from behind. Parvati could feel herself getting close, her orgasm building deep within her.
“Don’t stop,” she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m so close.”
Aryan’s fingers found her clit, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. Parvati’s orgasm tore through her, her pussy clenching around his cock as she cried out in pleasure.
Aryan wasn’t far behind. He groaned as he filled her, his warm cum filling her pussy as he collapsed against her.
They stood there, panting and spent, as the sun dipped below the horizon.
“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” Parvati whispered, her head resting against Aryan’s chest.
“Neither have I,” he replied, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin.
And as the stars began to twinkle in the sky above, they knew that their lives would never be the same. They had found something in each other that they never knew they needed, something primal and raw and real.
And they knew that they would never let it go.
