In the heart of the mountains, where the air is thin and the only sounds are the whispers of the wind, lived a woman named Priya. She was a sight to behold, her dark hair cascading down her back in soft waves, her curves so voluptuous they seemed to defy gravity. Her most striking feature, however, was her ass, so large and round that it seemed to have a gravitational pull of its own.
Priya was a woman of the earth, comfortable in her own skin and unafraid to show it. She spent her days tending to her garden, her hands covered in dirt as she planted seeds and watched them grow. She didn’t care that she was often the only person for miles, she found solace in the solitude.
One day, while tending to her garden, she heard a rustling in the bushes behind her. She turned around, expecting to see a deer or a fox, but instead, she saw a man. He was tall, with dark hair and eyes that seemed to pierce through her very soul. He was dressed in hiking gear, a backpack slung over his shoulder.
“I’m sorry if I startled you,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. “I was just passing through and I couldn’t help but notice your garden. It’s beautiful.”
Priya smiled, her heart fluttering in her chest. “Thank you,” she said. “It’s my pride and joy.”
They talked for hours, about their lives and their dreams. The man, whose name was Dev, told her about his travels and his adventures. Priya told him about her life in the mountains and how she had come to find peace here.
As the sun began to set, Dev asked if he could stay the night. “I don’t want to impose,” he said, “but I don’t think I’ll make it back to civilization before dark.”
Priya hesitated for a moment, but something about Dev made her feel safe. “Of course,” she said. “You can stay in the guest room.”
They spent the evening talking and laughing, getting to know each other better. As the night wore on, the air between them grew thick with tension. They found themselves unable to look away from each other, their eyes locked in an intimate dance.
Finally, Dev reached out and took Priya’s hand. She didn’t resist, and instead, she led him to her bedroom. They fell onto the bed, their bodies tangled together in a passionate embrace.
Dev’s hands explored Priya’s curves, his fingers tracing the outline of her ass. She moaned with pleasure as he kissed her neck, his lips hot and urgent. She ran her hands through his hair, pulling him closer.
Dev’s cock was hard and ready, and Priya was more than happy to oblige. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deep inside of her. He groaned as he filled her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm.
Priya’s moans grew louder as Dev hit all the right spots, her nails digging into his back. She could feel herself getting close, and she urged him on.
“Harder, Dev,” she whispered in his ear. “Fuck me harder.”
Dev obliged, his thrusts becoming more urgent. Priya’s moans turned into cries of pleasure as she came hard, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm.
Dev wasn’t far behind, his cock throbbing as he filled her with his cum. They lay there, spent and satisfied, their bodies glistening with sweat.
As the night wore on, they explored each other’s bodies, learning every inch of each other. They tried different positions, each one more satisfying than the last.
As the sun began to rise, they lay in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined. They knew that they would have to say goodbye soon, but for now, they were content to just be in each other’s presence.
“I’ll never forget this night,” Dev said, his fingers tracing circles on Priya’s back.
“Neither will I,” Priya replied, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
And with that, they said their goodbyes, each one promising to never forget the other. As Dev disappeared into the mountains, Priya knew that she would never forget the man who had stolen her heart in the wilderness.
