It was a beautiful day in the mountains, the sun shone brightly on the snow-capped peaks, and the air was crisp and cool. A brunette woman, with curves in all the right places, was hiking up the mountain trail, wearing nothing but a tight pair of shorts and a sports bra. She was a sight to behold, her toned legs carrying her up the steep trail, her ass bouncing with each step she took.
As she reached the top of the mountain, she saw a secluded spot, surrounded by trees and overlooking the valley below. She decided to take a break and catch her breath. She placed her backpack on the ground and lay down on her back, looking up at the clear blue sky.
She heard a rustling in the bushes, and she turned her head to see an Indian man, with muscles rippling under his skin, emerging from the trees. He was wearing only a loincloth, and his dark skin glistened with sweat. He was a sight to behold, his powerful legs carrying him towards her, his cock standing at attention.
The brunette woman was taken aback at first, but she couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards the Indian man. She stood up, and they locked eyes. He approached her, and she didn’t back away. He reached out and touched her face, and she closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his rough skin against hers.
He leaned in and kissed her, his lips pressed against hers, his tongue exploring her mouth. She responded eagerly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair. He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. She moaned with pleasure, her body responding to his touch.
He reached around and cupped her ass, squeezing and kneading her firm flesh. She gasped as he lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her over to a nearby tree, pressing her back against it.
He reached up and undid her sports bra, freeing her breasts. He bent his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and biting it gently. She cried out with pleasure, her hands reaching up to hold his head to her breast.
He reached down and pulled her shorts to the side, exposing her wet pussy. He ran his fingers over her lips, parting them and teasing her clit. She moaned, her hips bucking against his hand.
He knelt down and spread her legs wider, burying his face between her thighs. He licked her slit, his tongue delving into her pussy, tasting her sweetness. She moaned, her hands reaching down to tangle in his hair.
He stood up and positioned himself at her entrance, his cock hard and ready. He looked into her eyes, and she nodded, giving him permission to enter her. He thrust into her, filling her completely. She cried out, her back arching as he began to move inside her.
He fucked her hard, his hips slapping against hers, his cock hitting her g-spot with each thrust. She moaned, her hands reaching up to cling to his shoulders.
He reached down and rubbed her clit, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts. She cried out, her orgasm building inside her. She came hard, her pussy clenching around his cock, her juices flowing over his fingers.
He continued to thrust into her, his own orgasm building inside him. He groaned, his cock swelling as he came, filling her pussy with his cum.
They stood there, panting and spent, their bodies slick with sweat. He pulled out of her, and she slid down the tree, her legs too weak to hold her up.
They lay there, side by side, looking up at the sky. She reached out and took his hand, and he squeezed it gently.
They didn’t need words to know what had just happened between them. It was a moment of pure, unadulterated passion, a moment that they would never forget.
As they lay there, the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the mountains. They knew that they would have to leave soon, but for now, they were content to stay in this moment, this perfect moment, where nothing else mattered but the two of them.
