In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a woman named Parvati made her home. She was a woman of great beauty, with a voluptuous figure and a magnificent, round ass that commanded attention. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and she often walked naked, feeling the cool mountain air on her bare skin.
One day, while out foraging for firewood, Parvati encountered a handsome young traveler named Aryan. He was a wanderer, traveling from place to place, seeking adventure and knowledge. He was immediately captivated by Parvati’s beauty, and he approached her with caution and respect.
Parvati, who was used to the solitude of the mountains, was intrigued by this stranger. She invited him to her home, and they spent the day talking and getting to know each other. As the sun began to set, they found themselves sitting close together, their bodies touching.
Aryan, emboldened by the woman’s beauty and his growing attraction to her, leaned in and kissed her. Parvati, surprised but not unwilling, kissed him back. Their kisses grew more passionate, and soon they were tearing at each other’s clothes, desperate to feel each other’s skin.
Aryan’s hands roamed over Parvati’s body, lingering on her full, round ass. He squeezed and kneaded her flesh, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the woman. Parvati, in turn, ran her hands over Aryan’s muscular chest and abs, feeling the heat and strength of his body.
They moved to the bed, their bodies entwined. Aryan’s cock was rock hard, and he rubbed it against Parvati’s wet pussy, teasing her. Parvati, eager for more, wrapped her legs around Aryan’s waist and pulled him inside her.
Aryan began to thrust, slowly at first, then faster and harder. Parvati matched his rhythm, meeting each thrust with one of her own. They moaned and gasped, their bodies slick with sweat.
Aryan reached down and grabbed Parvati’s round ass, pulling her closer as he thrust deeper. Parvati cried out in pleasure, her nails digging into Aryan’s back.
They switched positions, with Parvati on top. She rode Aryan hard, grinding her hips against his. Aryan reached up and played with Parvati’s nipples, pinching and twisting them.
Parvati leaned down and whispered in Aryan’s ear, “I want you to cum inside me.”
Aryan couldn’t resist the woman’s request. He thrust harder and faster, and soon he was on the brink of release. Parvati felt Aryan’s cock swell inside her, and she moaned as she felt him cum.
They lay together, spent and sated. The mountains watched over them, silent and serene.
As the night wore on, Parvati and Aryan explored each other’s bodies, reveling in their newfound connection.
And as the moon rose high in the sky, they whispered sweet nothings to each other, lost in their own world of pleasure and desire.
