The sun began to set over the towering mountains, casting a warm glow on the small cabin nestled between the trees. Inside, a woman named Aasha finished tidying up, her long, dark hair pulled into a messy bun. She was a striking figure, with full curves and caramel skin, her Indian heritage evident in her features.
As she lit candles and poured herself a glass of wine, she couldn’t help but think about the man she had met on the hiking trail earlier that day. He was a rugged mountain man, with a scruffy beard and piercing blue eyes. They had exchanged pleasantries and shared a meal, but there was an undeniable spark between them.
A knock on the door startled her, and she opened it to find the mountain man, now dressed in a crisp button-down shirt and jeans. He held a bottle of wine and a shy smile.
“I hope I’m not intruding,” he said, his voice deep and gravelly.
Aasha returned his smile and invited him in. They spent the evening talking and laughing, the chemistry between them palpable. As the night wore on, they found themselves standing close, their eyes locked.
Without a word, the mountain man leaned in and kissed her, his lips soft and warm. Aasha responded eagerly, her body pressed against his. She could feel his arousal through his jeans, and she ground against him, eliciting a low growl.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down her neck, nibbling at her earlobe. Aasha tilted her head back, giving him better access. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress.
Aasha moaned, her body on fire. She reached down and stroked his cock through his jeans, feeling it grow harder under her touch. He groaned and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss.
They stumbled towards the bedroom, shedding clothes as they went. Aasha pushed him onto the bed and straddled him, her wet pussy grinding against his cock. The mountain man reached up and tweaked her nipples, sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Aasha leaned down and kissed him, her tongue exploring his mouth. She reached between them and positioned his cock at her entrance, slowly lowering herself onto him. He filled her completely, and she moaned at the sensation.
They began to move together, their bodies slick with sweat. The mountain man reached up and squeezed her ass, pulling her deeper onto his cock. Aasha moaned and rode him harder, her breasts bouncing in time with their movements.
The mountain man sat up and wrapped his arms around her, flipping her onto her back. He pounded into her, their bodies slapping together. Aasha cried out, her orgasm building.
The mountain man reached down and rubbed her clit, sending her over the edge. She screamed his name as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock. He followed her, his orgasm triggering another wave of pleasure for Aasha.
They lay tangled together, their bodies spent. The mountain man kissed her forehead and whispered, “I’ll be back tomorrow.”
Aasha smiled and drifted off to sleep, already anticipating their next encounter.
