Whispers in the Wilderness

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the sky in a brilliant array of pink, orange, and gold. High up in the mountains, the air was thin and crisp, the only sound the gentle rustling of the trees as they swayed in the breeze. A woman with raven-black hair and curves that could make a saint sin stood at the edge of a cliff, her eyes closed as she breathed in the fresh mountain air. She was nude, her bronzed skin glowing in the fading light. Her ass was full and round, the perfect canvas for the ink that adorned it – a delicate peacock feather that seemed to dance as she moved.

She wasn’t alone. A man, his skin a few shades darker than hers, watched her from the shadows. His eyes were fixed on her ass, the way it moved as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other. He licked his lips, his cock already hard at the sight of her. He had been following her for days, watching as she explored the mountains, her curves on full display. He had been patient, waiting for the perfect moment to make his move. And now, as she stood there, her back to him, he knew that moment had come.

He stepped out of the shadows, his footsteps silent on the soft earth. He approached her slowly, his eyes never leaving her ass. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her skin. She jumped, startled, but didn’t pull away. Instead, she looked over her shoulder, her dark eyes meeting his. A small smile played on her lips as she saw him, her gaze dropping to his cock.

“I’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice a soft whisper.

He didn’t respond. Instead, he stepped closer, his arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled her against him. His cock pressed against her ass, his hips grinding against her as he kissed her neck. She moaned, her head falling back against his shoulder as she welcomed his touch.

His hands roamed her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her breasts, the dip of her waist, the flare of her hips. He cupped her ass, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her closer. She gasped, her back arching as she felt his cock twitch against her.

He moved his hands to her thighs, his fingers tracing a path up to her pussy. He found her wet, her lips slick with desire. He teased her, his fingers circling her clit, her moans growing louder as he touched her. She pressed her hips back against him, her ass grinding against his cock as she begged for more.

He gave her what she wanted, his fingers sliding inside her. She was tight, her muscles clenching around him as he moved his fingers in and out of her. She was moaning now, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He could feel her getting closer, her pussy fluttering around his fingers as she neared her climax.

He pulled his fingers out of her, his cock twitching as he heard her moan of protest. He turned her around, his hands on her hips as he guided her to her knees. She looked up at him, her eyes dark with desire as she took his cock in her hand. She licked the tip, her tongue swirling around the head as she tasted him. He groaned, his head falling back as she took him in her mouth.

She sucked him deep, her lips wrapped tightly around his cock as she moved her head back and forth. He could feel her tongue swirling around him, her moans vibrating against his cock as she sucked him. He reached down, his fingers tangling in her hair as he guided her.

She pulled back, her lips leaving his cock with a pop. She looked up at him, her eyes shining with mischief.

“I want you inside me,” she said, her voice a soft whisper.

He didn’t need to be told twice. He helped her to her feet, his hands on her hips as he guided her to the edge of the cliff. She bent over, her hands on the ground as she presented her ass to him. He stepped behind her, his cock pressing against her pussy.

He thrust into her, his cock filling her completely. She gasped, her back arching as she felt him inside her. He started to move, his hips slapping against her ass as he fucked her. She moaned, her fingers digging into the ground as he fucked her harder.

He reached around, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed her, his fingers moving in time with his thrusts. She was moaning louder now, her pussy clenching around his cock as she got closer.

He could feel himself getting close too, his balls tightening as he neared his climax. He fucked her harder, his thrusts becoming erratic as he got closer. She was moaning louder now, her pussy fluttering around his cock as she came.

He followed her over the edge, his cock twitching as he filled her with his cum. She moaned, her pussy milking him as she felt him cum inside her. He collapsed on top of her, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, their bodies slick with sweat as they recovered from their orgasms. He pulled out of her, his cock slipping out with a wet sound. She stood up, turning around to face him. She kissed him, her lips soft and tender as she tasted herself on his lips.

“Thank you,” she said, her voice a soft whisper.

He didn’t respond. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they watched the sun set. The sky was a brilliant array of colors, the mountains casting long shadows as the day came to an end.

They stayed like that until the last light of the sun had faded, their bodies entwined as they whispered sweet nothings to each other. The night was cold, but they didn’t notice. They were lost in each other, their bodies and souls entwined in a dance as old as time itself.

And as the stars began to twinkle in the sky, they knew that they had found something special – a connection that would last a lifetime. They had found each other, and in doing so, they had found themselves.

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