Whispers in the Mountains

The sun began to set behind the towering mountains, casting a warm glow over the picturesque landscape. Nestled amongst the wildflowers was a stunning Indian woman, her dark hair cascading down her back in soft waves. She was completely nude, her voluptuous figure on full display. Her ass was particularly impressive, round and firm with a subtle golden hue from the setting sun. She was the epitome of a mountain babe – wild, free, and irresistibly alluring.

As she lay there, she felt a gentle breeze against her skin, causing her to shiver with anticipation. She knew she wasn’t alone – she could feel the presence of someone watching her, their gaze burning into her flesh. She turned her head, her dark eyes meeting those of a handsome stranger.

He was tall and muscular, with a rugged beard and piercing blue eyes. He was clearly captivated by her beauty, his gaze fixed on her curves. She smiled coyly, inviting him closer. He didn’t need any further encouragement – he was on her in an instant, his strong hands exploring her body.

He started with her neck, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin. She let out a soft moan as he made his way down to her breasts, taking each nipple in his mouth and teasing them with his tongue. She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer as he worshipped her body.

He continued his descent, his lips leaving a trail of fire on her skin. When he reached her hips, he couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. He spread her legs apart, revealing her glistening pussy. He leaned in, inhaling her scent and letting it consume him.

He started by licking her outer lips, teasing her with light strokes. She squirmed beneath him, begging for more. He obliged, plunging his tongue deep inside her. She cried out with pleasure, her hips bucking against his face.

He explored every inch of her pussy, from her clit to her opening. He sucked, licked, and nibbled, driving her wild with desire. She was on the brink of orgasm, her moans growing louder and more urgent.

Just as she was about to cum, he pulled away. She looked at him, confused and desperate for release. He smiled wickedly, his cock already hard and ready for her.

He positioned himself between her legs, his cock poised at her entrance. He teased her, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit. She moaned, her hips moving in rhythm with his.

Finally, he couldn’t take it any longer. He thrust into her, filling her completely. She cried out, her pussy clenching around him. He started slowly, his hips moving in a steady rhythm. She matched his movements, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.

He picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed circles around it, sending her over the edge.

She came hard, her pussy contracting around him. He followed soon after, his cock twitching inside her. They collapsed onto the grass, their bodies spent and satisfied.

As they lay there, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the mountains in darkness. But the memory of their encounter would stay with them forever. It was a night they would never forget, a night of passion and pleasure in the heart of the mountains.

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