The sun began to set behind the towering mountains, casting an orange glow over the secluded valley. A young woman, no more than 25, stood at the edge of a crystal-clear lake, her dark hair cascading down her back in loose curls. She was nude, her bronzed skin glistening with the remnants of a cooling sweat. Her back was to the viewer, the curves of her hips and ass on full display. She was an Indian babe, her features striking and exotic, a true beauty of the East.
She had come to this place to be alone, to escape the noise and chaos of the city. She had grown tired of the men who only wanted one thing from her, who saw her as an object to be used and discarded. Here, in the mountains, she could be herself, free from the judgments and expectations of others.
As she stood there, she felt a presence behind her. She turned to see a man, also nude, standing a few feet away. He was tall, with broad shoulders and a muscular build. His skin was a few shades lighter than hers, and his hair was a wild mess of curls. He was handsome, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her.
“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. “I didn’t mean to intrude. I saw you from my camp and I couldn’t help but follow you.”
She studied him for a moment, her eyes taking in every inch of his body. She felt a stirring in her loins, a desire that she had not felt in a long time.
“It’s okay,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I’m glad you followed me.”
He took a step closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers. She could feel the heat radiating off his body, could smell the musky scent of his arousal. He reached out and gently brushed her hair away from her face, his fingers lingering on her cheek.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice filled with longing.
She closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, her body trembling with desire. She had not been touched like this in so long, had not felt the warmth of another person’s skin against her own.
He leaned in and kissed her, his lips soft and warm against hers. She opened her mouth and allowed his tongue to explore, tasting the sweetness of his mouth. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to her.
He slid his hands down her back, cupping her ass and pulling her closer to him. She could feel his hardness pressing against her, could feel the heat of his cock against her belly.
He broke the kiss and began to trail kisses down her neck, nipping and sucking at her skin. She moaned softly, her head falling back as she gave herself over to the pleasure.
He continued to kiss and nip at her skin, making his way down to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking and teasing it with his tongue. She gasped and moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she held on.
He moved his attention to her other breast, giving it the same treatment. She was writhing now, her body begging for more.
He moved his hands down her body, tracing the curves of her hips and thighs. He gently spread her legs, his fingers finding her wet and ready for him.
He began to stroke her, his fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. She moaned and bucked her hips, her orgasm building deep within her.
He knelt before her, his mouth replacing his fingers. He licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers still working her pussy. She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave.
He stood and guided his cock to her entrance, teasing her with the tip. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire.
“Please,” she whispered.
He thrust into her, filling her completely. She moaned and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper into her.
He began to move, his hips thrusting in and out of her. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
He reached down and cupped her ass, lifting her up as he continued to fuck her. She moaned and clung to him, her orgasm building once again.
He laid her down on the soft grass, his body covering hers. She wrapped her legs around him, her ankles locking at the small of his back.
He continued to thrust into her, his pace quickening as he felt his own orgasm building. She moaned and begged for more, her body trembling beneath him.
He thrust into her one last time, his cock twitching as he came. She cried out, her own orgasm crashing over her.
They lay there, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. The sun had set completely, the stars twinkling above them.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes filled with gratitude.
He smiled and kissed her, his lips soft and tender.
“Anytime,” he said, his voice filled with promise.
And with that, they fell asleep in each other’s arms, the whispers of the mountains surrounding them.
