In the heart of the Himalayas, there lived a woman named Preeti. She was a local, an Indian brunette with a body that was the subject of many a secret admiration. Her figure was full and lush, her skin a warm olive tone, and her hair as dark as the night sky. But what truly set her apart was her ass, a generous, firm mound that seemed to have a magnetic pull on any man who saw it.
Preeti was no stranger to the desires she invoked. She had learned long ago to use her body as a tool, a way to get what she wanted from the men in her village. But she had grown tired of their rough hands and crude words. She longed for something more, something different.
One day, while out gathering firewood, she stumbled upon a stranger. He was a handsome man, with dark hair and eyes that seemed to see right through her. He introduced himself as Ravi, a traveler from a distant land. Preeti was immediately drawn to him, and she could tell by the way he looked at her that he felt the same.
They spent the day together, talking and laughing as if they had known each other for years. Preeti found herself opening up to him in a way she never had before. And as the sun began to set, she knew that she wanted him, that she needed to feel his body against hers.
Ravi, too, had been fighting against his desires. But as Preeti looked up at him with those big, brown eyes, he knew he couldn’t resist. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth as his hands roamed over her body.
Preeti moaned as his fingers found her nipples, pinching and twisting them until they were hard and sensitive. She reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock, feeling it twitch and grow in her grasp.
Ravi broke the kiss, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Preeti, I want to make love to you,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Preeti nodded, her eyes shining with desire. “Yes, Ravi. I want that too.”
They found a secluded spot, nestled among the trees. Preeti lay back, her body on display for Ravi’s gaze. He knelt between her legs, his eyes taking in every inch of her. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue tracing a path from her lips to her neck, where he nibbled and sucked, leaving a trail of hickeys in his wake.
Preeti writhed beneath him, her body begging for more. Ravi obliged, his hands and mouth exploring every inch of her. He licked and sucked her nipples, his fingers teasing her clit until she was begging for release.
Ravi didn’t make her wait. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust inside, filling her completely. Preeti cried out, her nails digging into his back as he began to move.
Their lovemaking was fierce and passionate, their bodies moving in a primal dance as old as time itself. Preeti wrapped her legs around Ravi’s waist, urging him deeper as he pounded into her.
She could feel the orgasm building inside her, a wave of pleasure that threatened to consume her. Ravi must have felt it too, because he quickened his pace, his cock swelling inside her.
Preeti came with a cry, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Ravi followed soon after, his cock twitching as he filled her with his seed.
They lay together, their bodies slick with sweat, their hearts beating as one. Preeti knew that she had found something special in Ravi, something that she would never let go. And as they drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other’s arms, she knew that this was just the beginning of their story.
