The sun had just begun to set, casting a warm glow over the towering mountains. The brunette woman, clad only in her birthday suit, stood at the edge of a cliff, her dark hair cascading down her back. She was an Indian beauty, with curves in all the right places, her big ass round and firm. She was a sight to behold, and she knew it.
She heard a rustling behind her and turned to see a handsome stranger approaching. He was tall, with dark skin and piercing eyes. He wore only a loincloth, and his muscular physique was on full display. She felt a shiver of excitement run down her spine as he approached her.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
“I am the mountain man,” he replied, his voice deep and gravelly. “And you are a vision of beauty.”
She blushed at his compliment, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards him. He took a step closer to her, and she could feel the heat radiating off his body. He reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face, his touch sending shivers down her spine.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. “I want you.”
She turned to face him, her eyes locking onto his. She could feel the desire burning within her, and she knew she wanted him too. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together. He ran his hands down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. She could feel his hard length pressing against her, and she moaned with desire.
He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling on her earlobe and making her gasp with pleasure. His hands continued to roam over her body, caressing her breasts and pinching her nipples. She arched her back, pressing her breasts into his hands.
He picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her to a nearby cave, laying her down on a soft pile of furs. He knelt between her legs, his eyes locked onto hers.
“I want to taste you,” he growled, his voice filled with desire.
He lowered his head and ran his tongue over her pussy, making her gasp with pleasure. He licked and sucked on her clit, making her moan with pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, and she grabbed onto his hair, pulling him closer.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, as she came hard.
He stood up and pulled off his loincloth, revealing his hard cock. She licked her lips, hungry for a taste. He grabbed onto her hair, pulling her closer. She opened her mouth, taking him deep inside. She sucked and licked on his cock, making him moan with pleasure.
He pulled out and flipped her over, positioning her on all fours. He entered her from behind, filling her completely. She moaned with pleasure, as he began to thrust in and out of her. He reached around and rubbed her clit, making her moan even louder.
He picked up the pace, fucking her harder and harder. She could feel her orgasm building again, and she pressed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she moaned, as she came again.
He continued to thrust, until he too came, filling her with his seed. They collapsed onto the furs, their bodies entwined.
“I will never forget you,” he whispered, as they drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, she woke up alone, but she knew she would never forget the mountain man and the passion they had shared. She looked out at the mountains, a smile on her face, knowing that she would always have a special place in her heart for the stranger who had shown her the true meaning of passion.
