In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, there lived a woman named Parvati. She was a striking brunette with a voluptuous figure that was the subject of many a village whisper. Her most prominent feature, however, was her big, round ass, so firm and inviting that it seemed to have a gravitational pull of its own. Parvati was well aware of the effect she had on people, and she used her beauty to her advantage.
One day, a handsome young mountaineer named Rajan arrived in the village. He was tall, with chiseled features and a body toned from years of climbing. Parvati was immediately drawn to him, and she made it her mission to seduce him.
She invited him to her home, under the pretense of wanting to learn more about mountain climbing. As they sat together, drinking sweet masala chai, Parvati couldn’t help but steal glances at Rajan’s muscular physique. She imagined what it would be like to have him inside her, to feel his cock thrusting deep within her wet, willing pussy.
Parvati’s mind wandered as she excused herself to go to the bathroom. She stood in front of the mirror, admiring her reflection. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, and her full breasts begged for attention. But it was her ass that truly captivated her. She cupped it in her hands, imagining Rajan’s hands on her curves.
When she returned to the living room, she found Rajan admiring a painting on her wall. It was a sensual depiction of a couple making love in the mountains, the man’s cock buried deep inside the woman’s pussy as they looked into each other’s eyes. Parvati approached Rajan, her body pressing against his.
“I like this painting,” Rajan said, his voice husky with desire.
“Yes, it’s one of my favorites,” Parvati replied, her lips brushing against his ear.
She let her hand drift down Rajan’s chest, feeling his heart race beneath her fingertips. She could feel his cock growing hard against her thigh, and she knew he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.
Parvati led Rajan to her bedroom, where she slowly began to undress. She let her sari fall to the ground, revealing her naked body beneath. Rajan’s eyes widened as he took in her curves, his cock straining against his pants.
Parvati lay on the bed, her legs spread wide, inviting Rajan to explore her body. He eagerly accepted the invitation, his mouth finding her nipples, his tongue swirling around them as Parvati moaned with pleasure.
He trailed kisses down her stomach, his fingers teasing her pussy lips. Parvati was already wet, her juices flowing freely as Rajan’s fingers slipped inside her. She gasped as he found her clit, his fingers rubbing it in slow circles.
Rajan’s mouth replaced his fingers, his tongue flicking against Parvati’s swollen clit. She writhed beneath him, her fingers tangled in his hair as she pulled him closer.
“Yes, Rajan, just like that,” she moaned, her hips bucking against his mouth.
Rajan’s cock was throbbing now, desperate for release. He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between Parvati’s legs. She reached down, guiding him inside her.
He entered her slowly, savoring the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around his cock. Parvati’s moans grew louder as Rajan began to thrust deeper, harder.
“Fuck, Parvati, you feel so good,” he groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he drove into her.
Parvati’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper still. She could feel her orgasm building, her pussy clenching around Rajan’s cock.
“Don’t stop, Rajan, don’t stop,” she begged, her fingers digging into his back.
With one final thrust, Rajan sent Parvati over the edge. She screamed his name as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, her pussy pulsing around his cock.
Rajan followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled Parvati’s pussy with his seed. They lay together, spent and satisfied, their bodies glistening with sweat.
“I’ve never felt anything like that before,” Rajan whispered, his lips brushing against Parvati’s ear.
“Neither have I,” Parvati replied, a satisfied smile on her face.
As they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, the whispers of the mountain air seemed to carry their love to the heavens above.
