Whispers in the Wilderness

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the Indian mountains in a warm, golden glow. Nestled among the towering peaks was a secluded cabin, where a woman with a big, round ass and long, brunette hair was getting ready for an evening of passion.

She slipped into a silky red dress that hugged her curves and accentuated her ample assets. She ran her fingers through her hair, letting it cascade down her back, and took one last look at herself in the mirror. Satisfied, she made her way outside to the back porch.

There, she found a handsome stranger, with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes, taking in the breathtaking view. She approached him, her hips swaying seductively, and leaned against the railing next to him.

” admiring the view?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.

He turned to her, a slow smile spreading across his face. “I am now,” he replied, his gaze raking over her body.

She smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and took a step closer to him. She traced her finger along his jawline, feeling the rough stubble beneath her touch. He leaned into her touch, his eyes never leaving hers.

She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his, her tongue darting out to taste him. He groaned, deep in his throat, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.

Their kiss grew more passionate, their tongues battling for dominance. He slipped his hand beneath her dress, cupping her ass and giving it a firm squeeze. She moaned, her body pressing against his.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. She tilted her head back, giving him better access. He nibbled on her earlobe, eliciting a gasp from her.

He continued his descent, his lips finding the exposed skin of her shoulder. He licked and sucked, leaving a hickey that would be a reminder of their encounter.

She reached behind her, unzipping her dress and letting it fall to the ground. She stood before him in nothing but a red lace thong and matching bra.

He growled, his hands roaming over her body. He cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples, causing them to harden beneath the lace.

She reached down, her hand finding his cock, already hard and straining against his pants. She stroked him, feeling him grow even larger in her hand.

He picked her up, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her to the nearby lounger, laying her down and kneeling between her legs.

He hooked his fingers in the sides of her thong, pulling it down her legs and tossing it aside. He spread her legs, his gaze fixed on her glistening pussy.

He leaned down, his tongue darting out to taste her. She moaned, her hips bucking up to meet his mouth. He licked and sucked, teasing her clit before plunging his tongue inside her.

She cried out, her hands gripping the edge of the lounger. He continued his assault, bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

Just as she was about to cum, he pulled away, a wicked gleam in his eyes. She protested, but he silenced her with a finger to her lips.

He stood, unbuttoning his pants and letting them fall to the ground. He stepped out of them, his cock springing free.

She sat up, her eyes wide as she took in his size. He smirked, knowing he would give her pleasure like she had never experienced before.

He climbed onto the lounger, positioning himself between her legs. He rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance, teasing her.

She whimpered, her hands gripping his biceps. He looked into her eyes, seeing the desire and need in them.

He thrust into her, filling her completely. She cried out, her back arching off the lounger.

He set a steady pace, his hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm. She met him thrust for thrust, their bodies slapping together.

He leaned down, his lips finding hers. They kissed, their tongues dancing as their bodies moved in perfect harmony.

He broke the kiss, his lips trailing down her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. She moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders.

He reached down, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in circles, his fingers slick with her juices.

She cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. He continued to thrust, drawing out her pleasure.

He groaned, his own orgasm close. He pulled out, his cum landing on her stomach.

She lay back, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. He lay down next to her, his head resting on her chest.

They lay there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking. The mountains watched over them, silent witnesses to their passion.

As the night grew darker, they fell asleep, their bodies entwined. The stars shone down on them, a blanket of twinkling lights.

And in the wilderness, they found a love that would last a lifetime.

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