The Encounter in the Mountains

The brunette Indian woman, clad only in a thin cotton dress, wandered through the mountains, her long hair cascading down her back. She paused for a moment, taking in the breathtaking view, her heart pounding in her chest. She had never felt so alive.

As she turned to continue her hike, she caught a glimpse of someone in the distance. A man, with broad shoulders and a chiseled jaw, was watching her from a nearby ledge. She felt a shiver run down her spine, but she couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through her veins.

She approached him cautiously, her heart racing with every step. He smiled as she approached, his eyes taking in every inch of her curves. She felt a blush creep up her cheeks, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt.

They exchanged small talk, but it was clear that neither of them was interested in anything but each other. He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face, and she leaned into his touch.

Without a word, he pulled her close, his lips crashing down on hers. She moaned, feeling his tongue explore her mouth, his hands gripping her hips. She could feel his erection pressing against her, and she couldn’t help but grind against him.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth nibbling at her earlobe. She gasped, her head falling back as he sucked at the sensitive skin. His hands were everywhere, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples, and finally, sliding down her dress to reveal her round, firm ass.

She moaned as he squeezed her cheeks, his fingers tracing the line of her thong. She could feel how wet she was, and she knew he could too. He slid a finger under the fabric, groaning as he felt how slick she was.

He dropped to his knees, his mouth replacing his fingers. She cried out as he licked her, his tongue swirling around her clit, his fingers fucking her hard. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, and she knew she wasn’t going to last much longer.

He stood up, his cock springing free from his pants. She gasped, taking in the sight of him. He was huge, and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. He grabbed her hips, lifting her up and impaling her on his cock. She screamed, her pussy stretching to accommodate him.

He started to fuck her, hard and fast. She could feel every inch of him, filling her completely. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her. He reached up, tweaking her nipples as he fucked her, his hips slapping against her ass.

She could feel herself getting close, and she knew she wasn’t going to last much longer. She screamed as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock, milking him for all he was worth. He groaned, his cock twitching inside her as he filled her with his cum.

They collapsed onto the ground, their bodies slick with sweat. She looked up at him, a satisfied smile on her face. He smiled back, his hand reaching out to brush a lock of hair from her face.

“That was incredible,” she whispered, her voice husky with pleasure.

He nodded, his hand tracing a path down her body, stopping to squeeze her ass. “You’re incredible,” he murmured, his lips brushing against hers.

She smiled, closing her eyes as she savored the moment. She had never felt so alive, so desired. And she knew that this was a moment she would never forget.

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