The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky streaked with hues of pink and orange. High in the mountains, the crisp air carried the scent of pine and wildflowers. Nestled among the trees was a small cabin, its wooden exterior weathered by the elements. Inside, a woman was getting ready for the evening.
She was a striking figure, with long, dark hair that cascaded down her back in loose waves. Her skin was a rich, golden brown, a testament to her Indian heritage. She stood in front of the mirror, her big, round ass naked and on display. Her eyes were half-closed as she ran her hands over her curves, a small smile playing on her lips. She was a woman who knew her own beauty and wasn’t afraid to show it.
As she finished dressing, there was a knock at the door. She turned to answer it, revealing a sliver of bare skin between the hem of her dress and the top of her stockings. On the other side of the door stood a man, ruggedly handsome with a scruffy beard and piercing blue eyes. He took in the sight of her, his gaze lingering on her curves before meeting her eyes.
“I hope I’m not intruding,” he said, his voice low and gravelly.
“Not at all,” she replied, her own voice a sultry whisper. “I was just getting ready for the evening.”
They spent the night talking and laughing, their connection growing stronger with each passing moment. As the evening wore on, the air between them crackled with tension. Finally, unable to resist any longer, they came together in a passionate kiss.
Their lips met in a frenzy, their tongues dancing together as they explored each other’s mouths. His hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples through the fabric of her dress. She moaned into his mouth, her own hands gripping his shoulders as she pressed herself against him.
He trailed kisses down her neck, nibbling at her earlobes and making her shiver with pleasure. She arched her back, giving him better access to her breasts. He took advantage, sucking and biting at her nipples until she was moaning his name.
Finally, they couldn’t wait any longer. He lifted her dress, revealing her bare ass and the wetness between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer as he entered her.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat as they found their rhythm. He thrust into her again and again, each stroke sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She matched his pace, meeting each thrust with one of her own.
As they reached their climax, they cried out in pleasure, their voices mingling in the still air of the cabin. They collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied.
As they lay there, their bodies entwined, she whispered in his ear.
“I’ve never felt anything like this before.”
He smiled, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin.
“Neither have I.”
And as the night wore on, they lost themselves in each other, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time itself.
