The sun began to set behind the towering mountains, casting a warm golden glow over the secluded valley. A young Indian woman, her skin a rich shade of cinnamon, wandered through the tall grass, her long black hair cascading down her back. She was nude, her curves on full display, but she seemed unbothered by her nudity, at one with the wild beauty of the land around her. Her most striking feature, however, was her generously rounded ass, firm and ripe, a testament to her powerful femininity.
She reached a small, clear pond, nestled in the crook of two hills. She gazed at her reflection, her dark eyes sparkling with mischief and desire. She knew she was being watched, had felt the heat of the gaze on her skin since she had begun her walk. She turned, her hips swaying enticingly, and looked directly at the man hidden amongst the trees.
He was a stranger, a white man with a rugged beard and piercing blue eyes. He was older than her, but there was a fire in his gaze that spoke of a man who knew how to please a woman. She smiled, a slow, seductive smile, and beckoned him closer.
He stepped out from the trees, his eyes locked on her. He didn’t try to hide his desire, his cock already hard and straining against his pants. She licked her lips, her eyes dropping to his crotch, and crooked her finger, inviting him closer.
He crossed the distance between them in a heartbeat, his hands reaching out to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her hard, dark nipples. She moaned, her head falling back, her eyes closed as she savored the sensation. His mouth replaced his thumb, his tongue swirling around her nipple, his teeth gently nibbling.
She gasped, her hands reaching out to tangle in his hair, holding him to her. Her other hand snaked down between them, her fingers finding the button of his pants, freeing his straining cock. She stroked him, her fingers slick with pre-cum, her eyes sparkling with desire.
He growled, his hands leaving her breasts to grip her hips, pulling her closer. His cock pressed against her wet, eager pussy, the tip teasing her entrance. She moaned, her head falling forward, her eyes meeting his.
“Please,” she whispered, her voice husky with need.
He didn’t need any more encouragement. He thrust into her, filling her completely, her pussy gripping him tightly. She moaned, her head falling back, her eyes closed as she savored the feeling of him inside her.
He started to move, his hips thrusting in a slow, steady rhythm. She met him thrust for thrust, her hips grinding against his, her hands clutching at his shoulders. Their moans filled the air, mingling with the sounds of their bodies slapping together.
He reached down, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts. She cried out, her back arching, her pussy clenching around him. He could feel her orgasm building, her pussy fluttering around his cock.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chanted, her voice a hoarse whisper.
He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper. She met him thrust for thrust, her hips bucking wildly. Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her pussy clenching around him, her moans turning into cries of pleasure.
He couldn’t hold back any longer. He thrust into her one last time, his cock pulsing as he came, filling her with his seed. She moaned, her pussy still milking him, her orgasm still rolling through her.
They stood there, wrapped in each other’s arms, their breathing heavy, their bodies slick with sweat. The sun had set completely, the stars twinkling in the clear night sky.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her head resting on his shoulder.
He kissed the top of her head, his hands still on her hips. “The pleasure was all mine.”
They stood there for a moment longer, their bodies still entwined, before finally pulling apart. She picked up her discarded clothes, dressing quickly. He watched her, his eyes filled with admiration and desire.
“Will I see you again?” he asked, his voice hopeful.
She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Maybe.”
And with that, she turned and walked away, her hips swaying enticingly, her laughter echoing in the still night air. He watched her go, his heart filled with a longing he hadn’t felt in a long time.
The mountains had witnessed many things, but never before had they seen a woman like her. A woman who was as wild and free as the land itself. A woman who had whispered a promise of pleasure in his ear and then walked away, leaving him wanting more.
And as he turned and walked away, he couldn’t help but smile. For he knew he would never forget her, the woman with the big ass and the seductive smile. The woman who had whispered a promise of pleasure in his ear and then walked away, leaving him wanting more.
