The sun had just begun to set, casting a warm glow over the towering mountains. The woman stood at the edge of a cliff, her bare feet sinking into the soft earth. She was nude, her bronze skin glistening in the fading light. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, brushing against her generous ass. She was an Indian beauty, her body a testament to the land that birthed her.
From this distance, a man watched her, his eyes taking in her form. He was a traveler, a wanderer who had stumbled upon this sight. He felt a pull towards her, a desire that he couldn’t ignore. He approached her, his footsteps silent on the soft grass.
She sensed his presence, her body tensing. She turned to face him, her dark eyes meeting his. He was a handsome man, his features rugged and weathered. He was dressed in simple traveler’s clothes, but there was a charm about him that she found irresistible.
Without a word, he closed the distance between them. His hands reached out, tracing the curve of her cheek. She leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering shut. He leaned down, his lips brushing against hers. It was a soft kiss, a gentle exploration.
Their kiss deepened, their tongues dancing together. His hands roamed her body, caressing her breasts, her hips, her ass. She moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch.
He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, eliciting a gasp from her. His hands continued to roam, his fingers teasing her nipples. She arched into his touch, her body begging for more.
He obliged, his mouth replacing his hands. He sucked on her nipples, his tongue swirling around them. She cried out, her hands tangling in his hair. He continued to worship her breasts, his hands gripping her ass.
He knelt before her, his mouth trailing down her stomach. He reached her hips, his thumbs hooking into her thighs. He pulled her closer, his mouth hovering over her pussy. He looked up at her, his eyes meeting hers. She nodded, giving him permission.
He dove in, his tongue parting her folds. He licked and sucked, his tongue teasing her clit. She moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders. He slipped a finger inside her, his mouth still on her clit. He moved his finger in and out, his pace matching his tongue.
She was close, her body trembling. He could feel her getting closer, her moans growing louder. He quickened his pace, his tongue and finger working in unison. She cried out, her body shaking as she came.
He stood, his mouth glistening with her juices. She looked up at him, her eyes hazy with pleasure. He kissed her, sharing her taste with her. She moaned, her hands reaching down to grip his cock.
He was hard, his cock throbbing in her hand. She stroked him, her hand moving up and down. He moaned, his head falling back. She leaned down, her mouth replacing her hand. She sucked on his cock, her tongue swirling around the tip.
He groaned, his hands reaching down to grip her hair. She took him deeper, her mouth working him. He was close, his body tense. She could feel it, his cock throbbing in her mouth. She sucked harder, her hand reaching down to cup his balls.
He came, his cum filling her mouth. She swallowed, her hand still stroking him. He moaned, his body shaking. She stood, her hand still on his cock.
They stood there, their bodies entwined. The sun had set, the mountains bathed in darkness. But they didn’t need light, their bodies guiding them. They had found a union, a connection that transcended words.
They pulled away, their bodies still humming with pleasure. They dressed, their bodies covered once again. But they knew, they would always find each other. In the mountains, in the wild, they would always find a union.
