
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the snow-capped mountains. A brunette woman, Shayma, an Indian beauty in her early thirties, wandered through the wilderness wearing nothing but her birthday suit. Her luscious curves and voluptuous figure captivated anyone who crossed her path, her long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her most striking feature, however, was her round, firm ass. She moved gracefully, her body glowing in the twilight.
Shayma stumbled upon a cozy cabin, nestled in the heart of the mountains. With a mischievous grin, she approached the door and knocked gently. A ruggedly handsome man, older but well-preserved, named Ravi opened the door. A spark lit in his eyes as he took in the stunning figure standing before him.
“May I come in?” Shayma asked, her voice dripping with suggestion.
Ravi hesitated for a moment before nodding, stepping aside to let her in.
“You’re beautiful,” he murmured, eyes roaming over her curves.
Shayma smirked, stepping closer to Ravi, closing the distance between them.
“I know,” she whispered, pressing her body against his.
Their lips crashed together in a fervent kiss, their tongues dancing in a sensual tangle. Ravi’s hands wandered over Shayma’s body, cupping her breasts, teasing her nipples into hard peaks. She moaned, arching her back, pressing her hips against his growing erection.
Ravi’s fingers trailed down her stomach, finding her slick folds. He groaned, slipping a finger inside her. Shayma gasped, her walls clenching around him. He added another finger, stretching her, preparing her for what was to come.
Shayma pushed Ravi back onto the bed, climbing on top of him. She kissed her way down his chest, teasing his nipples before continuing down his abs. She wrapped her lips around his cock, swirling her tongue around the head. Ravi moaned, tangling his fingers in her hair, guiding her movements.
Shayma took him deep into her throat, hollowing her cheeks. Ravi’s hips bucked, driving his cock deeper. She hummed, sending vibrations through him.
Ravi couldn’t take it any longer. He pulled Shayma up, flipping her onto her back. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her with the head of his cock.
“Please,” Shayma whimpered, spreading her legs wider.
Ravi thrust into her, filling her completely. They moved together, finding a rhythm that drove them both wild. Shayma’s moans filled the room, growing louder as Ravi hit the spot.
Ravi wrapped an arm around Shayma’s waist, pulling her closer. He slipped a hand between them, finding her clit. He rubbed slow, deliberate circles, causing Shayma to gasp and writhe beneath him.
Shayma’s walls clenched around Ravi, her orgasm building deep inside her. She cried out, arching her back as she came. Ravi followed shortly after, emptying himself inside her with a groan.
They lay tangled together, panting and sweaty. Shayma traced patterns on Ravi’s chest, a lazy smile on her lips.
“That was amazing,” she whispered.
Ravi chuckled, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
“Yes, it was,” he agreed.
As the night wore on, they explored each other’s bodies, learning what made the other moan and sigh. They lost themselves in each other, the passion between them burning brighter than the stars above.