The brunette woman stood at the edge of the cliff, her bare feet sinking into the soft earth. The wind whipped through her long hair, and she closed her eyes, taking in the beauty of the mountains around her. She was nude, her curves on display for the world to see. But she didn’t care. She was one with nature, and nothing else mattered.
A soft rustling sound caught her attention, and she turned to see the Indian man approaching her. He was tall and muscular, with dark skin and deep brown eyes. He wore only a loincloth, and his body was adorned with intricate tattoos. She knew who he was, and she had been waiting for him.
He stopped in front of her, and they stood there for a moment, just looking at each other. Then, he reached out and traced a finger down her arm, sending a shiver down her spine. She smiled and stepped closer to him, pressing her body against his.
His hands roamed over her curves, and she moaned as he cupped her ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and they kissed, their tongues dancing together.
He picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, moaning as he ground his hips against hers. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she wanted him inside her.
He carried her to a nearby blanket, and they lay down, their bodies entwined. He trailed kisses down her neck, and she arched her back, offering herself to him. He took her nipples into his mouth, sucking and nibbling on them until she was writhing beneath him.
He then moved his attentions further down, kissing and licking her belly, and then her thighs. She spread her legs wide, and he settled between them, his mouth just inches from her wet pussy.
He looked up at her, and she nodded, giving him permission to taste her. He licked her slit, and she gasped as he explored her folds with his tongue. She moaned and bucked her hips, wanting more.
He slipped a finger inside her, and she moaned louder. He added another finger, and she could feel herself getting closer to orgasm. He curled his fingers, hitting her G-spot, and she cried out as she came, her juices flowing onto his hand.
He didn’t stop, continuing to lick and finger her until she was begging for mercy. Then, he moved up her body, his cock pressing against her entrance. She looked into his eyes and nodded, and he entered her slowly, filling her up.
They moved together, their bodies in sync. He thrust harder and faster, and she met him stroke for stroke. She moaned and cried out his name, and he grunted in response.
They changed positions, with her on top, riding him hard. She moaned as she ground her hips against his, feeling him deep inside her. He reached up and pinched her nipples, and she threw her head back and screamed as she came again.
He rolled her over, taking control once again. He pounded into her, and she could feel another orgasm building. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him deeper inside her. She moaned as she came again, and he followed soon after, filling her with his seed.
They lay there, panting and sweating, their bodies entwined. She looked into his eyes, and he smiled at her. She knew she had found her soulmate, and she would never let him go.
The mountains watched over them, approving of their union. And they knew they would be back, to make love again in the wilderness, under the watchful eye of the mountains.
