It was a cool summer evening in the Himalayas. The sun had set behind the towering peaks, casting long shadows over the small village below. In a secluded cabin on the mountainside, the Indian brunette Anjali was getting ready for a relaxing bath. At 25 years old, she was a stunning beauty, with long dark hair, deep brown eyes, and a body that could make any man’s heart race. Her most notable feature, however, was her voluptuous figure – a big, round ass that was the envy of every woman in the village.
Anjali slipped out of her clothes, revealing her naked body to the cool mountain air. She stepped into the steaming bathwater and let out a content sigh as she sank into the tub. The warmth of the water soothed her muscles, and she closed her eyes, letting her mind wander.
Suddenly, she heard a faint noise coming from the cabin. She opened her eyes and listened carefully. It sounded like footsteps – slow, deliberate, and headed straight for the bathroom. Anjali’s heart began to race as she realized she wasn’t alone.
The bathroom door opened slowly, and in walked Raj, a tall, handsome man in his early 30s with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes. He was the village’s newest resident, having moved in just a few days ago. Anjali had been drawn to him from the moment she laid eyes on him, but she had been too shy to approach him.
Raj’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of Anjali’s naked body. He had heard stories about her beauty, but they didn’t do her justice. He felt his cock stirring in his pants as he approached her.
“I hope I’m not disturbing you,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Anjali’s heart was pounding in her chest, but she tried to keep her cool. “Not at all,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Raj stepped closer to the tub and reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from Anjali’s face. She leaned into his touch, her breath hitching as his fingers trailed down her neck and across her shoulder.
“You’re even more beautiful than I imagined,” Raj said, his eyes locked on hers.
Anjali felt a shiver run down her spine as Raj’s lips met hers. His kiss was soft and tender at first, but it quickly became more passionate as their tongues danced together. Anjali’s hands reached up, wrapping around Raj’s neck as she pulled him closer.
Breaking the kiss, Raj trailed his lips down Anjali’s neck, nibbling and licking her sensitive skin. She let out a soft moan as he reached her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and teasing it with his tongue. Anjali arched her back, offering herself to him as he continued to explore her body.
Raj’s hand trailed down Anjali’s stomach and between her legs, where he found her wet and ready for him. He gently stroked her clit, causing her to gasp and moan even louder. Anjali’s hips bucked as he slipped a finger inside her, then another, fucking her slowly and deeply.
Anjali’s breathing became ragged as Raj’s fingers worked their magic. She could feel her orgasm building, the pleasure coursing through her veins like wildfire. Just as she was about to cum, Raj withdrew his fingers and stood up.
“Not yet,” he said, his voice strained with desire. He quickly undressed, revealing his hard, throbbing cock. Anjali’s eyes widened as she took in his size. She had never been with a man as well-endowed as Raj before.
Raj stepped into the tub and positioned himself between Anjali’s legs. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he entered her, filling her completely. Anjali let out a long, low moan as he began to thrust, each stroke sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body.
They moved together in a rhythm as old as time, their bodies becoming one as they fucked. Raj’s hands roamed over Anjali’s body, cupping her breasts, squeezing her ass, and teasing her clit. Anjali’s nails dug into Raj’s back as she urged him deeper, harder, faster.
Anjali’s orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body shaking and shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. Raj followed close behind, pumping his load deep inside her as he groaned with pleasure.
They collapsed against each other, their bodies slick with sweat and bathwater. Anjali looked up at Raj, her eyes filled with warmth and affection.
“Welcome to the village,” she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips.
Raj returned her smile, his heart filled with warmth and gratitude. “Thank you,” he said, his voice filled with emotion. “I think I’m going to like it here.”
