The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the snow-capped peaks of the Himalayas. Nira, an Indian woman in her late twenties, stood at the edge of a cliff, her dark hair cascading down her back in loose waves. She wore only a thin, white robe, which did little to conceal her nude body beneath. Her bronzed skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat, and her full, round ass begged to be touched.
Nira had always been drawn to the mountains, seeking solace and peace in their towering presence. She had come here alone, eager to reconnect with herself and the world around her. Little did she know, she would find more than just solitude in these remote peaks.
As she gazed out at the breathtaking view, she felt a presence behind her. She turned to find Avi, a tall, handsome man with piercing blue eyes and a muscular build. He too was nude, his toned body a stark contrast to the surrounding snow.
“I hope I’m not intruding,” he said, his voice low and smooth.
Nira felt a shiver run down her spine, and not just from the cold. There was something about Avi that made her heart race.
“Not at all,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Avi stepped closer, his eyes locked on Nira’s. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. Nira’s breath hitched as his fingers grazed her cheek.
“You are beautiful,” Avi said, his voice filled with awe.
Nira felt a blush creep up her cheeks. No one had ever said such things to her before. She hesitated for a moment, then closed the distance between them, her lips meeting his in a soft, gentle kiss.
Avi’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer. His tongue danced with hers, exploring every inch of her mouth. Nira moaned, her hands roaming over his muscular chest and abs.
Avi’s hands found their way to Nira’s ass, squeezing and kneading her soft, round flesh. Nira gasped as he lifted her, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her to a nearby ledge, laying her down on the soft, warm grass.
He knelt between her legs, his eyes taking in every inch of her exposed body. Nira felt a rush of heat as his gaze lingered on her breasts, her nipples hardening under his gaze.
Avi leaned down, taking one of Nira’s nipples into his mouth. He sucked and teased, his tongue flicking back and forth. Nira arched her back, her hands reaching for his hair.
“Yes, oh yes,” she moaned, her hips bucking as he moved to her other breast.
Avi’s hand trailed down Nira’s body, finding its way to her wet, eager pussy. He slipped a finger inside, then two, pumping them in and out as Nira moaned and writhed beneath him.
Nira’s hands found Avi’s cock, stroking and squeezing as he continued to pleasure her. She could feel the warmth spreading through her body, the tension building as she neared her climax.
“I want you inside me,” she gasped, her hips grinding against Avi’s fingers.
Avi didn’t need any further encouragement. He positioned himself at Nira’s entrance, then thrust inside her with a groan.
Nira cried out, her nails digging into Avi’s back as he filled her completely. He began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm as Nira met him stroke for stroke.
Their moans and gasps filled the air, mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them and their shared pleasure.
Nira could feel her climax building, her muscles tightening as Avi pounded into her. She screamed as she came, her pussy clenching around Avi’s cock as he too reached his peak.
They lay there for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Nira looked up at Avi, her eyes filled with gratitude and affection.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.
Avi smiled, brushing a strand of hair from her face.
“The pleasure was all mine,” he replied, his voice soft and sincere.
As they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, the mountains watched over them, their silent presence a reminder of the beauty and wonder of the world around them.
