In the heart of the Himalayas, a small village nestled amidst towering snow-capped peaks was home to a woman named Preeti. She was a striking figure, with an ample, round bottom that drew the eyes of every man she passed. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her olive skin glowed with the warmth of the sun.
Preeti lived alone, her husband having passed away several years prior. She spent her days tending to her small farm and weaving intricate patterns into shawls that she sold to travelers.
One day, a handsome young traveler named Ravi arrived in the village. He was a writer, seeking inspiration for his next novel. Preeti’s beauty and strength captured his imagination, and he found himself drawn to her.
Ravi approached Preeti, complimenting her on her shawls and striking up a conversation. Preeti, who was always happy to meet new people, welcomed him into her home. As they talked, Preeti felt a stirring in her loins. She had not been with a man since her husband’s passing, and the thought of it excited her.
As the night wore on, Preeti and Ravi found themselves sitting closer and closer together. Preeti’s heart raced as Ravi’s hand brushed against hers. She looked into his eyes and saw desire burning within them.
Without a word, Preeti stood up and walked to the door, closing it behind her. She turned to face Ravi, her eyes locked onto his. Slowly, she began to unbutton her blouse, revealing her ample breasts.
Ravi’s breath hitched in his throat as Preeti approached him. She straddled him, her full ass pressing against his growing erection. Preeti leaned in, her lips meeting Ravi’s in a passionate kiss.
As they kissed, Preeti’s hands wandered down Ravi’s chest, undoing his pants and freeing his hard cock. She stroked it gently, her fingers tracing the length of it.
Ravi’s hands explored Preeti’s body, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Preeti moaned with pleasure, her hips grinding against Ravi’s cock.
Preeti stood up, turning around to give Ravi a view of her full, round ass. She bent over, her hands braced against the wall, and looked back at Ravi over her shoulder.
Ravi needed no further invitation. He stood up, positioning himself behind Preeti. He ran his hands over her ass, squeezing and caressing it. Preeti moaned with pleasure, her pussy growing wet with anticipation.
Ravi entered Preeti slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy enveloping his cock. Preeti’s moans grew louder as Ravi began to thrust deeper and harder.
As they fucked, Preeti’s moans echoed through the mountains, carried on the wind. Ravi’s grunts and groans joined hers, filling the air with the sounds of their passion.
Suddenly, Preeti’s pussy clenched around Ravi’s cock, her orgasm washing over her. Ravi followed quickly after, his cock pulsing as he filled Preeti’s pussy with his cum.
Breathless and spent, Preeti and Ravi collapsed onto the floor, their bodies entwined. As they lay there, the mountains watched over them, whispering secrets to the wind.
And in that moment, Preeti and Ravi knew that they had found something special, something that would stay with them long after they left the mountains behind.
