The brunette Indian woman, Meera, stood at the edge of the cliff, her back facing the vast wilderness of the Himalayas. The cool mountain breeze gently played with her long, wavy hair. She wore nothing but a white lace thong, her bare bronzed skin glowing in the soft sunlight. Her curvaceous figure, accentuated by her big, round ass, was a breathtaking sight.
Raghav, a local photographer, had been following Meera’s modeling career for years. He was mesmerized by her beauty, her confidence, and the way she carried herself. They had planned this nude photoshoot in the mountains for weeks, and the anticipation had been driving Raghav wild.
As he approached Meera, he couldn’t help but admire her beauty. His heart raced and his cock stiffened. He took a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure.
“You’re stunning, Meera,” Raghav said, his voice trembling with excitement.
Meera smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Thank you, Raghav. I’m glad you like what you see.”
Slowly, Raghav moved closer to Meera, his camera hanging by his side. He reached out, gently touching her shoulder, and she leaned into his touch. Their eyes met, and Raghav could see the desire in Meera’s gaze.
He leaned in, capturing Meera’s lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Their tongues danced together, the taste of mint and desire mingling between them. Meera moaned softly, her hands exploring Raghav’s muscular chest.
Raghav’s hands wandered down Meera’s body, cupping her full breasts, teasing her nipples. Meera arched her back, pressing her ass against Raghav’s growing erection.
“I’ve wanted this for so long, Meera,” Raghav whispered in her ear, his breath hot against her skin.
“I know, Raghav,” Meera replied, her voice husky with desire. “I’ve wanted you, too.”
With a swift movement, Raghav slid Meera’s thong down her legs, exposing her bare, wet pussy. He knelt behind her, his hands gripping her ass, his tongue tracing a path up her thigh.
Meera gasped as Raghav’s tongue made contact with her pussy, teasing her clit, tasting her sweet nectar. He explored her folds, his fingers joining his tongue, preparing her for what was to come.
“Yes, Raghav, just like that,” Meera moaned, her hands gripping the edge of the cliff for support.
Raghav stood up, his cock hard and ready. He positioned himself behind Meera, his tip teasing her entrance.
“Are you ready for me, Meera?” Raghav asked, his voice strained with desire.
“Yes, Raghav, fuck me,” Meera begged, pushing back against him.
With one swift thrust, Raghav entered Meera, filling her completely. They moved together, their bodies in perfect sync, the sound of their moans echoing through the mountains.
Raghav reached around, his fingers finding Meera’s clit, teasing her as he fucked her from behind.
“Oh, Raghav, yes, right there,” Meera cried out, her climax building.
With a few more thrusts, Raghav and Meera reached their peaks, their moans of pleasure filling the air.
Breathless and satisfied, they stood there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
As they watched the sun set over the Himalayas, Raghav and Meera knew that this was just the beginning of their passionate love story in the mountains.
