The sun began to set behind the towering peaks, casting a warm golden light over the secluded mountain cabin. Anjali, a striking brunette in her late twenties, stood on the back porch, admiring the breathtaking view. Her curves were accentuated by the skintight yoga pants and sports bra she wore, her Indian heritage evident in her dark skin and almond-shaped eyes. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, reaching the top of her generous, round ass.
Lost in thought, she didn’t notice the figure approaching until he was almost upon her. Ravi, a fellow hiker she had met on the trail earlier that day, had been unable to resist following her when she veered off the path towards the cabin. He took a moment to appreciate the view himself before clearing his throat.
Anjali turned, a small smile playing on her lips when she saw him. “I didn’t hear you come up,” she admitted, her voice a low purr.
Ravi returned her smile, his eyes raking over her body. “I couldn’t resist the sight of you out here,” he admitted, taking a step closer. “You’re absolutely stunning, Anjali.”
She blushed at the compliment, her heart skipping a beat as he closed the distance between them. His hands came to rest on her hips, pulling her close. Her body responded instinctively, pressing against his as she looked up at him through her lashes.
Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dueling for dominance as they explored each other’s mouths. Ravi’s hands roamed over her body, cupping her ass and squeezing gently as he deepened the kiss. Anjali moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as she kissed him back with equal fervor.
Breaking the kiss, Ravi trailed his lips down her jawline, nibbling at her earlobe before whispering, “I want you, Anjali. Here, now.”
She shivered at the words, her pussy growing slick with desire. “Yes,” she breathed, turning to lead him inside.
Once in the cabin, Ravi wasted no time in stripping Anjali bare. His hands roamed over her curves, his lips following the path his hands took. He knelt before her, his tongue darting out to taste her as he licked a stripe up her inner thigh. Anjali gasped, her head falling back as he nuzzled her pussy through the damp fabric of her pants.
Ravi looked up at her, his eyes dark with desire. “May I?” he asked, gesturing to the waistband of her pants.
Anjali nodded, her breath hitching as he slowly peeled her pants down her legs, taking her soaked thong with them. He groaned at the sight of her bare pussy, his tongue darting out to taste her.
Anjali moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair as he licked and sucked at her clit. His fingers joined in, teasing her entrance before sliding inside. She was so wet, so ready for him.
Ravi stood, his cock straining against the fly of his jeans. Anjali reached for him, her fingers fumbling with the buttons as she freed his erection. She stroked him gently, her thumb brushing over the head of his cock, smearing the precum that leaked from the tip.
Ravi growled, his hands coming to rest on her hips as he turned her around. Anjali gasped, her hands bracing themselves on the back of the couch as he pressed against her, his cock nudging at her entrance.
He slid inside her slowly, inch by inch, until he was fully seated within her. Anjali moaned, her pussy clenching around him as he began to move. His pace was slow at first, his hips rolling gently as he fucked her from behind.
Anjali pushed back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. She reached between her legs, her fingers finding her clit as she rubbed it in time with his thrusts.
Ravi’s hand came to rest on hers, stilling her movements. “Let me,” he growled, his fingers taking over where hers had left off.
Anjali moaned, her pussy clenching around him as his fingers worked her clit. She could feel the orgasm building within her, her muscles tensing as she neared the edge.
Ravi could feel it too, his thrusts becoming erratic as he neared his own release. He reached around her, his fingers finding her clit once more as he rubbed it roughly.
Anjali cried out, her orgasm crashing over her like a wave. She could feel Ravi’s cock twitching inside her, his release filling her as he groaned her name.
They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies still connected as they caught their breath. Ravi pressed a kiss to Anjali’s shoulder, his hands still resting on her hips.
“That was incredible,” he murmured, his voice ragged with exhaustion.
Anjali smiled, her body still humming with pleasure. “Yes, it was,” she agreed, turning to face him.
They stood there for a moment, their bodies entwined as they caught their breath. The sun had set completely now, the only light coming from the cabin’s windows.
Anjali looked up at Ravi, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “Thank you,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Ravi frowned, his thumb brushing away a stray tear. “What for?” he asked, his voice gentle.
Anjali shrugged, her eyes dropping to the floor. “For this,” she said, gesturing to the space between them. “For making me feel wanted, desired. For giving me something to remember when I go back home.”
Ravi’s heart clenched at the words, his arms tightening around her. “You don’t have to go home, Anjali,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her ear. “You can stay here, with me. We can have this, every day, for as long as you want.”
Anjali looked up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears. “Are you sure?” she asked, her voice trembling.
Ravi nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” he admitted, his thumb brushing away another tear.
Anjali smiled, her arms wrapping around his waist as she pressed a kiss to his chest. “Then yes,” she whispered, her voice muffled against his skin. “Yes, I’ll stay.”
And so, as the mountains stood tall and proud around them, Anjali and Ravi began their new life together. Their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one, they knew that they had found something special in each other.
Something that would last a lifetime.
