Whispers in the Mountains

The sun dipped below the horizon as Aishwarya, an Indian brunette with a big, round ass, stood at the edge of a cliff overlooking the breathtaking mountains. Her toned back faced the vast wilderness, the curves of her body illuminated by the fading sunlight. She was nude, unashamed and free in her solitude.

A rustle in the bushes caught her attention, and she turned around, her eyes widening as she saw Arjun emerging from the greenery. Aishwarya had met Arjun just a day before, both of them exploring the mountains on their own. Arjun, a tall and muscular man with a charming smile, had struck a conversation with her, and they had quickly discovered their mutual attraction.

“Arjun, what are you doing here?” Aishwarya asked, her voice barely above a whisper, as if afraid to break the serenity of the mountains around them.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” Arjun admitted, his eyes roaming over Aishwarya’s body. “I wanted to see you again.”

Aishwarya’s heart fluttered, and she felt a surge of desire as she looked at Arjun. She stepped closer to him, their bodies mere inches apart.

“I wanted to see you too,” she murmured, her eyes locking onto Arjun’s.

Without another word, Arjun closed the distance between them, capturing Aishwarya’s lips with his in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and dip. Aishwarya responded eagerly, her own hands traveling down to Arjun’s pants, where she found him hard and ready.

Arjun broke the kiss, his lips traveling down Aishwarya’s neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to gasp and shiver in pleasure. His hands continued to roam, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples.

Aishwarya moaned, her head falling back as Arjun’s lips found her nipples, his tongue swirling around them. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second, her body aching for more.

Arjun’s fingers found her entrance, slick with desire. He teased her, rubbing her clit and causing her to moan even louder.

“Please, Arjun,” Aishwarya begged, her hips bucking against his hand.

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