A Passionate Encounter in the Mountains

The sun was setting behind the towering mountains, casting a warm glow on the nude body of a big ass woman. She was a brunette Indian, her long hair cascading down her back, and her curves on full display. She was an Indian babe, confident in her own skin, and unafraid to show it off.

She had been hiking alone in the mountains all day, and the solitude had given her the freedom to explore her body and desires. She had taken off her clothes, feeling the warm sun and cool breeze on her skin. She had run her hands over her curves, feeling the softness of her own body, and the hardness of the rocks beneath her feet.

As she was standing there, she heard a rustling in the bushes behind her. She turned around, expecting to see a deer or a mountain goat, but instead, she saw a man. He was tall and muscular, with a rugged look about him. He was also Indian, and his eyes widened as he took in the sight of her nude form.

She was not afraid. Instead, she felt a thrill run through her body. She knew what was going to happen next, and she was ready for it. She walked towards him, her hips swaying, her big ass bouncing with every step.

He reached out and touched her, his hands on her waist, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. She moaned, her head falling back, her breasts thrust forward. He leaned down and kissed her, his lips on hers, his tongue exploring her mouth.

She responded eagerly, her tongue meeting his, her hands on his back, pulling him closer. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, and she knew that he wanted her. She reached down and touched him, feeling him, stroking him.

He groaned, his head falling back, his eyes closed. She smiled, pleased with herself. She led him to a nearby rock, and pushed him down. He sat down, and she climbed onto him, straddling him.

She reached down and guided him inside her, feeling him enter her, filling her. She moaned, her head falling back, her hips moving. He grabbed her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh. She started to ride him, her hips moving, her breasts bouncing.

He reached up and touched her breasts, his hands on her nipples, pinching them. She moaned, her hips moving faster, her breath coming in short gasps. He leaned up and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking it, biting it. She cried out, her climax building, her muscles tightening.

He grabbed her hips and started to thrust up, meeting her, his movements getting harder, faster. She moaned, her climax building, her muscles tightening. She cried out, her orgasm hitting her, her body shaking, her muscles contracting.

He groaned, his climax hitting him, his body shaking, his cum filling her. She collapsed on top of him, her body spent, her breath coming in short gasps. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her, his breath coming in short gasps.

They sat there for a while, their bodies entwined, their breaths syncing. The sun had set, and the only light came from the stars above. They stood up, and got dressed, their bodies still humming with pleasure.

She turned to him, and smiled, her eyes shining. He smiled back, his eyes shining. They knew that this was just the beginning, and they were ready for more. They walked back to their campsite, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.

The end.

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