The sun dipped below the horizon as Sheela, an Indian brunette with a full, round figure, stood at the edge of the cliff. The wind played with her long, dark hair, whipping it around her exposed body. She was nude, save for the delicate gold chains that adorned her neck and wrists. Her ass, two generous mounds, beckoned in the fading light.
Sheela had come to the mountains seeking solitude, a break from the hustle and bustle of city life. She found it here, in the quiet, serene wilderness. But she was not alone for long.
Ravi, a mountain guide, had been hired by Sheela’s family to ensure her safety during her stay. He was a tall, muscular man with a handsome face and piercing dark eyes. He had seen many beautiful sights in his life, but none compared to Sheela, standing there, her body bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun.
At first, Sheela was hesitant to let Ravi join her on her solitary journey. But as they spent more time together, she found herself drawn to him. His quiet strength and gentle nature put her at ease, and she felt safe with him.
One evening, as they sat by the fire, Sheela found herself gazing at Ravi. His eyes met hers, and in that moment, she knew he felt the same. Without a word, she stood up and walked towards him, her body moving with a grace and confidence that belied her earlier hesitation.
Ravi’s breath hitched as Sheela straddled him, her full breasts inches from his face. She leaned down, her hair brushing against his skin, and kissed him. It was a slow, sensual kiss, full of promise.
As they kissed, Sheela’s hands explored Ravi’s body, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles. Ravi’s hands, in turn, roamed over Sheela’s curves, his touch setting her skin on fire.
Sheela broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. She stood up, her body swaying slightly. Ravi’s eyes followed her every move, his gaze locked on her full, round ass.
Sheela turned around, her back facing Ravi. She bent over, her hands braced against a rock, her ass in the air. She looked at Ravi over her shoulder, her eyes inviting.
Ravi didn’t need any further encouragement. He stood up, his body moving with a predator’s grace. He approached Sheela, his hands reaching out to touch her.
He started with her shoulders, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. He moved down, his hands caressing her back, her hips, her ass. Sheela moaned as his fingers brushed against her sensitive skin, her body trembling with anticipation.
Ravi knelt down behind Sheela, his hands parting her cheeks. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her. Sheela gasped as his tongue touched her, her body shaking with pleasure.
Ravi took his time, exploring every inch of Sheela’s body. He licked, nibbled, and caressed, driving Sheela wild with desire. Sheela pushed back against him, her body begging for more.
Finally, Ravi stood up. He positioned himself behind Sheela, his cock pressing against her wet, wanting entrance. He paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of her body against his.
Then, with a swift thrust, he entered her. Sheela cried out as he filled her, her body stretching to accommodate him. Ravi started slow, his movements measured and deliberate.
But soon, the slow pace gave way to a fevered urgency. Ravi pounded into Sheela, their bodies slapping together in a primal rhythm. Sheela met each thrust with one of her own, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
Their moans and gasps filled the air, mingling with the sounds of their bodies coming together. Sheela’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Ravi followed soon after, his body shuddering as he emptied himself inside her.
They collapsed onto the ground, their bodies spent and sated. The fire crackled and popped, the only sound in the quiet mountain air.
As they lay there, Sheela knew that this was just the beginning. There were many more nights like this, many more moments of passion and pleasure, waiting for them in the mountains. And she couldn’t wait to explore them all.
