In the heart of the Indian Himalayas, a small village nestled among the towering peaks was home to a woman of unparalleled beauty. She was known as the mountain bride, with her long, brunette hair cascading down her back, and her voluptuous figure that would make any man’s heart race. Her most striking feature, however, was her large, round ass, perfectly showcased by her traditional attire.
One day, a traveler from a distant land arrived in the village. He was captivated by the mountain bride, and decided he must have her. However, the mountain bride was not so easily won. The traveler knew he would have to seduce her, to show her that he could provide her with pleasure she had never known before.
The traveler began to visit the mountain bride’s home, bringing her gifts of exotic spices and fabrics from his travels. He would sit with her, sharing stories of far-off lands and adventures yet to be had. And slowly but surely, the mountain bride began to warm to him.
One evening, as they sat together in her home, the traveler reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from the mountain bride’s face. She looked at him, her dark eyes shining in the firelight, and he knew that the time was right.
He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. She responded eagerly, her arms encircling his neck as they deepened the kiss. The traveler’s hands wandered down the mountain bride’s body, cupping her full breasts and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her dress. She moaned, arching her back and pressing herself against him.
The traveler’s fingers found the ties of the mountain bride’s dress, loosening them and letting the fabric fall away. She stood before him, naked and proud, her curves on full display. He couldn’t help but stare, his cock hardening at the sight of her.
The mountain bride led the traveler to her bed, pushing him down onto the soft furs. She straddled him, her wet pussy grinding against his cock through the fabric of his pants. He groaned, reaching up to cup her breasts and pinch her nipples.
The mountain bride leaned down, her long hair brushing against the traveler’s face as she kissed him again. Her tongue danced with his, exploring his mouth as he explored her body. She reached down, pulling his pants down and freeing his cock.
The traveler gasped as the mountain bride took him in her hand, stroking him slowly as she kissed her way down his body. She licked and nibbled at his nipples, making him moan with pleasure. And then she took him in her mouth, her lips wrapped tightly around his cock as she sucked him deep.
The traveler groaned, his hips bucking as the mountain bride sucked him harder and faster. He knew he wouldn’t last long, not with her talented mouth on him. And just as he was about to cum, the mountain bride pulled back, a wicked smile on her face.
She climbed back onto the bed, positioning herself above the traveler’s cock. He reached down, guiding himself into her wet, waiting pussy. She moaned as he filled her, her muscles clenching around him as he began to thrust.
The traveler grabbed the mountain bride’s hips, pulling her down onto him harder and faster. She moaned, her head thrown back in ecstasy as he fucked her. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, along with their moans and gasps of pleasure.
The traveler reached around, grabbing the mountain bride’s ass and spreading her cheeks apart. He teased her asshole with his fingers, making her moan even louder. And then he pushed inside her, his fingers sliding deep into her ass as he continued to fuck her.
The mountain bride cried out, her pussy clenching around the traveler’s cock as she came. He groaned, his own orgasm building deep within him. And then he was cumming, his hot seed filling the mountain bride’s pussy as she milked him dry.
They collapsed onto the bed, spent and satisfied. The traveler knew he had found something special in the mountain bride, something he would never forget. And he knew that he would do whatever it took to keep her by his side.
The end.
