Whispers in the Mountains

In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a small village nestled in the valley below. The villagers were simple folk, living off the land and practicing ancient rituals passed down through generations. Among them was a woman named Preeti, a striking brunette with a luscious, full figure and an ass that could make any man’s heart race.

Preeti was known for her beauty, but she was also fiercely independent and strong-willed. She spent her days tending to her crops and exploring the surrounding mountains, often venturing higher than any of the other villagers dared. It was on one of these solo excursions that she met Ravi, a handsome wanderer with a mysterious aura and a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Ravi was captivated by Preeti’s beauty and strength, and he found himself drawn to her. Preeti, in turn, was intrigued by Ravi’s stories of far-off lands and his knowledge of the world beyond the valley. Over the course of several days, they shared meals and laughter, and soon their connection deepened into something more intimate.

It was during a particularly warm afternoon, as they sat atop a hill overlooking the valley, that Ravi leaned in and whispered in Preeti’s ear. His breath was hot and heavy, and Preeti felt a shiver run down her spine as he murmured, “I want you, Preeti. I want to taste every inch of your body.”

Preeti turned to face him, her eyes wide with desire. She had never been with a man like Ravi before, and she knew that he could give her the kind of pleasure she had only ever dreamed of. Without a word, she stood up and began to unfasten her sari, letting the fabric fall to the ground and revealing her naked body beneath.

Ravi’s eyes widened as he took in Preeti’s curves, his gaze lingering on her full ass. He reached out and ran his hands over her hips, pulling her close and pressing his lips to hers. Preeti moaned as his tongue explored her mouth, and she felt a warm wetness pooling between her legs.

Ravi’s hands wandered lower, teasing Preeti’s nipples and tracing a path down her stomach. When he reached her pussy, he found her already wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, and Preeti gasped as he began to stroke her gently.

“Oh, Ravi,” she breathed, her head falling back as he continued to touch her. “I want you inside me.”

Ravi didn’t need any further encouragement. He positioned himself behind Preeti, his cock hard and throbbing with anticipation. He teased her entrance with the tip, making Preeti squirm with pleasure.

“Please, Ravi,” she begged, her voice a husky whisper. “Fuck me.”

With a low growl, Ravi thrust inside Preeti, filling her completely. She cried out, her nails digging into the earth beneath her as he began to move. His hips slammed against hers, driving his cock deeper with every stroke.

Their moans and gasps echoed off the mountainside, mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together. Preeti’s pussy clenched around Ravi’s cock, her orgasm building deep within her.

“Yes, Ravi, yes!” she cried out as she came, her body shuddering with pleasure.

Ravi followed quickly after, his cock twitching as he filled Preeti with his seed. They collapsed onto the grass, their bodies slick with sweat and panting with exhaustion.

As they lay there, the sun beginning to set behind the mountains, Preeti knew that she had found something special with Ravi. She didn’t know where their journey would take them, but she knew that she wanted to explore every inch of it with him by her side.

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