The sun dipped below the horizon as Shanti, a striking brunette with a voluptuous figure and a magnificent, round ass, made her way deeper into the secluded mountains. She had always been drawn to the tranquility of nature, and the rugged beauty of these peaks called to her like a siren’s song.
Lost in thought, she didn’t notice the figure that had been stealthily following her for the past mile. It was Ravi, a handsome local woodsman, who had been captivated by the sight of Shanti from afar. With her luscious curves and exotic beauty, she was unlike any woman he had ever seen in these parts.
As Shanti came to a stop near a babbling brook, Ravi saw his chance. He approached her quietly, his eyes taking in the sight of her full, bare ass, framed by the thong of her bikini bottom. Unable to resist the temptation, he reached out and gently caressed her.
Shanti jumped, startled, but didn’t pull away. She turned to face Ravi, her eyes filled with curiosity and desire. Without a word, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, his hands roaming over her curves as they kissed passionately.
Their clothes came off quickly, their hands exploring each other’s bodies with a desperate hunger. Ravi couldn’t get enough of Shanti’s ass, squeezing and kneading it as he kissed and licked her neck. She moaned with pleasure, her own hands running through his hair and down his chest.
Ravi dropped to his knees, his tongue finding Shanti’s clit as he licked and sucked her. She gasped, her hips bucking as he worked her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. Just as she was about to cum, he stood up and entered her from behind, his cock filling her completely.
They moved together, their bodies slapping against each other as they fucked with wild abandon. Shanti’s moans grew louder, filling the air as she came hard, her pussy clenching around Ravi’s cock. He followed soon after, his cum filling her as he groaned with pleasure.
As they caught their breath, Shanti turned to Ravi, her eyes shining with gratitude and desire. “Again,” she whispered, and he eagerly obliged, their bodies moving together in a dance as old as time itself.
The mountains echoed with their cries of passion, a symphony of pleasure that would be remembered for years to come.
