The sun began to set behind the towering mountains, casting a warm glow on the nude back of the Indian woman. She stood at the edge of a cliff, her curves illuminated by the fading light. Her long, brunette hair cascaded down her shoulders, blowing gently in the wind. She was a sight to behold, a true Indian babe, and she knew it.
His name was Ravi, and he had been following her for days. He was captivated by her beauty, her confidence, and her independence. He had never met a woman like her before, and he knew he had to have her.
He approached her slowly, not wanting to startle her. “Hello,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. She turned to face him, her eyes meeting his. He could see the curiosity in her gaze, and he knew he had her attention.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice sultry and seductive.
“I am Ravi,” he replied, his eyes taking in her luscious figure. “And you are?”
“I am Priya,” she said, her lips curling into a smile. “And what brings you to these mountains, Ravi?”
“I couldn’t stay away,” he admitted, taking a step closer to her. “I had to see you again.”
She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “And why is that?”
He took another step closer, his eyes locked on hers. “Because I want you, Priya. I want you with every fiber of my being.”
She smiled again, her eyes sparkling with desire. “Well, Ravi, I think that can be arranged.”
And with that, she reached out and pulled him close, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss. Their bodies pressed together, his hands exploring her curves, her hands running through his hair.
They broke apart, gasping for breath. “Let’s take this inside,” she whispered, leading him to a nearby cave.
Once inside, they wasted no time. Their clothes came off in a frenzy, their bodies tangling together in a dance as old as time.
He started with her neck, nibbling and licking, making her moan with pleasure. His hands roamed her body, cupping her breasts, pinching her nipples. She arched her back, her body begging for more.
He moved down, his tongue tracing a path down her body. He reached her pussy, wet and ready for him. He licked and sucked, making her cry out with pleasure.
She reached down, her fingers tangling in his hair. “Fuck me, Ravi,” she begged. “Fuck me now.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself at her entrance, his cock hard and ready. He thrust into her, filling her completely.
They moved together, their bodies in sync. He fucked her hard, their moans echoing in the cave.
“Yes, Ravi, yes,” she cried out, her pussy clenching around him. “Fuck me harder.”
He obliged, his hips moving faster, his cock hitting her G-spot. She cried out, her orgasm washing over her.
He followed quickly after, his cock twitching inside her. He pulled out, his cum spilling out of her.
They lay there, panting and sweaty, their bodies spent.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her head on his chest.
“Yes, it was,” he agreed, his fingers tracing patterns on her back.
They stayed like that for hours, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.
And as the night fell, they knew that this was just the beginning. They had many more nights like this to look forward to, in the mountains, under the stars, with no one but each other.
The end.
