In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a small village nestled among the towering peaks was home to a young woman named Parvati. She was known for her raven-black hair, full curves, and an ass so round and firm it was often compared to the very mountains that surrounded her.
One day, a handsome young traveler named Aryan arrived in the village. He was captivated by Parvati’s beauty and was determined to win her heart. After several days of courting her with gifts and kind words, Parvati began to warm up to him.
One evening, as they sat by a fire overlooking the valley, Aryan leaned in and kissed Parvati. She responded with fervor, her hands exploring his muscular chest. He gently caressed her neck, his fingers tracing a path to her earlobe, which he nibbled softly. She moaned with pleasure, her body responding to his touch.
Aryan’s hand traveled down to Parvati’s full breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple, causing her to gasp. He continued to kiss her, their tongues dancing together as he undid the knot of her sari, revealing her bare chest.
Parvati stood up, letting the sari fall to the ground, revealing her naked body in all its glory. Aryan couldn’t help but stare at her round, firm ass, so perfect in its shape. Parvati turned around, aware of his gaze, and smiled.
She straddled him, her wet pussy grinding against his hard cock. Aryan reached around and grabbed her ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. Parvati moaned, throwing her head back as he kissed her neck.
He stood up, lifting Parvati with him, and laid her down on the soft grass. He spread her legs wide, licking her pussy from bottom to top, causing her to moan even louder. He entered her slowly, her pussy gripping his cock tightly.
Parvati wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her. He began to fuck her harder, their bodies slapping against each other. She screamed his name, her pussy tightening around his cock as she came.
Aryan pulled out, cumming all over Parvati’s stomach. She smiled, her body glowing with satisfaction. They lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, listening to the whispers of the mountain air.
As the night went on, they explored each other’s bodies, trying different positions, each one more satisfying than the last. They fell asleep in each other’s arms, their bodies entwined, the whispers of the mountain air lulling them into a peaceful slumber.
