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It was supposed to be a simple trekking trip to the picturesque hills of Shimla, but little did I know that this adventure would ignite a forbidden desire deep within me. I, Abhi, a shy 19yearold virgin, found myself caught in a web of passion and lust, all because of a treacherous blizzard (a severe snowstorm with high winds).
As the snow began to fall heavily, my mom Alka, and I realized we were lost. Panic started to set in. We had been trekking for hours, and now the familiar trails had become obscured by the white blanket.
Just when we thought all hope was lost, we stumbled upon a cozy lodge, a beacon of warmth in the freezing wilderness. Relief washed over us as we stepped inside, our teeth chattering from the cold.
The lodge’s common room was already occupied by a couple, Aman and Neerja, who welcomed us with friendly smiles. Aman, a tall and rugged man in his late thirties, exuded an air of confidence. His wife, Neerja, a stunning woman with dark, seductive eyes and a body that could stop traffic, was a vision of beauty.
The lodge owner, an old and wiselooking gentleman, suggested we all share the room to stay warm. The idea of sharing such an intimate space with strangers made my heart race, especially with Neerja’s presence. Her beauty was captivating.
They were an irresistible pair, and I felt a strange mix of awe and nervousness in their presence.
“Looks like we’re all in the same boat,” Aman said, his deep voice filling the room. “This blizzard is showing no signs of letting up. We might have to share this space for the night.”
Alka, always the practical one, nodded in agreement. “Indeed, it seems like our best option. It’s too risky to venture out in this weather.”
As we settled in, I couldn’t help but steal glances at Neerja. Her tightfitting hiking gear accentuated her curvy figure – 343034, a perfect hourglass shape. Her dark hair fell in soft waves around her face, and her full lips curved into a mischievous smile as she caught me staring. I felt my face grow warm, hoping she wouldn’t notice my attraction.
The lodge owner brought us blankets and hot tea, As we settled in, the temperature dropped further, and Aman proposed an intriguing idea to keep warm. “Let’s share our body heat,” he suggested with a mischievous glint in his eye. “We can get under the blankets, skintoskin, and ride out the storm.”
My heart pounded as I glanced at mom, wondering what she would think of this proposal.
To my surprise, she nodded, her eyes sparkling with a hint of adventure. “It’s a practical solution,” she said, her voice steady. “We don’t want to freeze, do we?”
We all stripped down, shedding our inhibitions along with our clothes. Under the thick blankets, our bodies pressed against each other, creating a human furnace of sorts and we huddled together on the floor, trying to conserve body heat.
I was sandwiched between my mom and Neerja, an arrangement that sent my heart racing. The warmth of their bodies against mine was electric, and I could feel my cock stirring, growing harder by the minute.
“We should probably sleep soon,” Aman suggested, his voice low and gravelly. “Sharing body heat is our best chance to survive the night.”
I nodded, my face flushed, as I tried to ignore the throbbing in my pants. Mom’s breasts, full and heavy, pressed into my chest, making my young, inexperienced cock stir to life.
In the darkness, I could sense mom’s surprise as she felt my sudden arousal. Embarrassed, I tried to adjust my position, but there was no hiding my growing erection.
Mom, ever observant, noticed my discomfort and gave me a knowing look. She leaned closer, her warm breath tickling my ear. “Relax, Abhi. It’s natural,” she whispered. I felt her hand brush against my thigh, and my breath caught in my throat.
As the night deepened, the storm raged on, howling outside our sanctuary. Under the cover of darkness and the blanket, mom’s hand found its way to my cock, still confined within my hiking pants. Her touch was gentle, yet firm, as she began to stroke me through the fabric. I bit my lip, suppressing a moan, as her skilled fingers worked their magic.
“Shh…enjoy it, son,” she whispered, her hot breath on my neck sending shivers down my spine. I couldn’t believe this was happening, getting a handjob from a mom.
I closed my eyes, surrendering to the pleasure. Her strokes grew more insistent, and I felt my orgasm building, my virgin body ready to explode. “I am going to cum,” I whispered, my voice hoarse with desire. Mom tightened her grip and pumped faster With a final, expert squeeze, she brought me to the edge, and I came hard, my warm cum staining her hand. She giggled softly, her touch becoming more intimate as she rubbed my cum onto her skin, marking her dusky body with my essence. She gasped, but said nothing, understanding the situation we were in.
Aman and Neerja, oblivious to our secret encounter, lay close together, their bodies entwined. I watched as Neerja’s hand disappeared beneath the blanket, and I imagined her stroking Aman’s cock, just as my mom had done to me. The thought of it was both arousing and unsettling, knowing that we were all caught in this web of forbidden desire.
“I have an idea to keep us warm,” Aman said, his voice breaking through the silence. “What if we…share our warmth more intimately?”
Neerja’s eyes widened, and I could see the desire reflected in them. Alka, always the adventurous one, raised an eyebrow.
Mom hesitated, looking at me with concern. “Abhi is my son, and I am his mo…This feels wrong.”
Neerja smiled, her eyes glinting with mischief. “We can swap, darling. I can show Abhi a few things, and you can enjoy Aman’s company.”
My mom looked at me, her expression softening. “It’s okay, Abhi. I trust you, and I know you’re a responsible young man. We can explore this together.”
“We could swap partners for the night,” Aman suggested, his voice laced with a hint of mischief. “A way to keep things… interesting.”
I was shocked at the proposal, but my body betrayed my hesitation. My cock, still sensitive from my recent release, twitched at the thought.
Mom noticed and gave me a sly smile. “It’s up to you, Abhi. Do you want to learn from the experts?”
Neerja’s eyes locked with mine, and I saw the invitation in her gaze. I nodded, my heart pounding. I was about to embark on my first ual experience, and it would be with a woman I barely knew.
Mom Alka and Aman moved to the other side of the room, leaving Neerja and me alone. She took my hand and led me to a secluded corner, away from the others. Her touch was gentle, and I felt my shyness melting away under her skilled guidance.
“I’ll teach you how to please a woman, Abhi,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “And I promise, you’ll learn to love every inch of this experience.”
Her hands skillfully undressed me, revealing my uncircumcised cock, which twitched eagerly. She took her time exploring my body, her fingers tracing the length of my shaft, teasing the sensitive head. I moaned softly as she took me into her warm mouth, her tongue swirling around the tip, driving me wild with pleasure.
“You like that, don’t you, Abhi?” she purred, looking up at me with those dark, seductive eyes. I could only nod, speechless, as she continued to suck and stroke my cock, bringing me closer to the edge.
As my orgasm neared, Neerja guided me to her body, positioning me between her thighs. “Take me, Abhi,” she whispered. “I want to feel your virgin cock inside me.”
I entered her slowly, feeling her warmth engulf me. Her hands guided my hips, teaching me the rhythm of lovemaking. I moved instinctively, driven by desire and her expert guidance. Neerja’s moans filled the air, and I felt her tighten around me, her body undulating in rhythm with mine.
As I thrust into her, Neerja’s hands roamed my body, exploring every inch of my virgin self. She guided my hand to her breasts, teaching me how to tease and please her sensitive nipples. Her touch was electric, and I felt myself getting harder with each caress, my stamina surpassing my wildest expectations.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the room, mom and Aman’s passionate affair had ignited. I caught glimpses of them between thrusts – mom’s curvaceous body riding Aman’s hard cock, her moans filling the air. Their encounter was a mirror of ours, a reflection of the uninhibited lust that had consumed us all.
Neerja and I explored each other’s bodies, our passion growing with each touch. She taught me the art of oral pleasure, showing me how to tease her clit with my tongue, making her cry out in ecstasy. I savored her taste, my face buried between her thighs, as she guided me to her ultimate release.
As the storm raged outside, we swapped partners, and I found myself positioned behind Neerja, ready to explore new frontiers. She guided my cock to her tight hole, and I entered her slowly, feeling her body yield to my invasion. Anal was a new experience for both of us, and the sensation was intense, bordering on painful pleasure.
“Take your time, Abhi,” she whispered, her breath ragged. “It’s okay to be gentle.”
I followed her guidance, thrusting slowly at first, then picking up the pace as her body adjusted to my intrusion. Her moans urged me on, and I felt her contract around me, her orgasm building. I held on, determined to please her, until she cried out, her body trembling in release.
The night became a blur of ual exploration and uninhibited lust. We tried new positions, each encounters more passionate than the last. Neerja and I were insatiable, our bodies craving every pleasure we could give and receive. The lodge echoed with our moans and the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, a testament to our forbidden affair.
As dawn broke, the storm finally subsided, and we emerged from the lodge, blinking in the morning light. Exhausted and satisfied, we lay in a tangled heap of limbs, our bodies glistening with sweat and cum. We exchanged knowing glances, our secret shared between us. I felt a mix of exhilaration and guilt, knowing that what we had done was taboo, but the memories of that night would forever be etched in my mind.
More parts to come soon as what happened on the full Trek. So, stay tuned.
Your friend,
Abhi
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