Sex with a stranger in the mountains

Sex with a stranger in the mountains
Couple
Submit Report Hi, it’s Dheeraj here, and I’ve got quite the steamy tale to share with you all. It all went down during a trip to Dharamshala a few months back. Picture this: me and my buddies chilling in a hostel, minding our own business, when in strut these five strangers – three gorgeous girls and two guys, all in their early twenties. Now, let’s not beat around the bush; the girl who caught my eye, Aditi, had the kind of curves that could make a saint say a little prayer of thanks. Her crop top was playing peek-a-boo with her big, bouncy boobs, and let me tell you, it was all I could do to keep my gaze in check. So, the second night rolls around, and we’re all in the common area, playing games and getting to know each other. Aditi’s in a tight black top that’s basically painted on her, showing off the full glory of her assets. We’re playing Jenga, and she’s not taking it too seriously. I use the game as an excuse to get all handsy, brushing against her, making her laugh, making her boobs jiggle like they’re begging to be set free. And let me tell you, I was getting pretty excited too, my cock was like a tent pole in my pants. She’s playing along, flirting, but she’s got this shy vibe going on, so I know I’ve got to make the first move. After a bit of banter, she hits me playfully, and we end up on the balcony, just the two of us. It’s like something out of a romance novel – the moon is out, the mountains are all lit up, and she’s looking at me like I’m the only man on Earth. We’re standing there, just taking in the view, when she leans in and whispers, “I like you.” My heart’s racing like I’ve just run a marathon. But we’ve got to be sneaky because her friends are right there, and they’re obviously busy doing their own thing. We go back to our rooms, but the tension’s so thick you could cut it with a knife. Later that night, around 1 AM, she sneaks into my room. She’s shivering, telling me she’s scared because her friends are having their own little party in their room and she didn’t want to be a third wheel. We sit on the bed, sharing a blanket, trying to keep warm. I can feel her eyes on me, and my cock’s standing at attention. We start talking, and it’s like we’re finishing each other’s sentences. I’m playing it cool, but inside, I’m dying to just grab her and kiss her. And then she does it herself – she grabs my cock and whispers, “You’re so big,” like it’s a secret we’ve been hiding from everyone. We’re both a little shocked at first, but then she starts jerking me off right there in the corridor, while we watch her friends go at it through the window. It’s like we’re in our own little world, just the two of us and our desires. Her hand’s moving up and down my shaft, and I can’t believe this is happening. I’m about to explode when she stops and looks up at me with those big, beautiful eyes, “Let’s get some condoms,” she says, and we both know what’s going to happen next. We sneak out into the cold night, and the chill only makes me harder. We find a medical shop that’s open, and I go in to buy some. The guy behind the counter doesn’t say much, but I’m pretty sure he knows what’s up. We get back to my room, and she’s all smiles, like she’s just won the lottery. We start kissing again, and this time, it’s like we can’t get enough of each other. She’s naked, and her body’s like a work of art. Her boobs are perfect, her nipples like cherries waiting to be picked. I suck on them, and she gasps with pleasure. She’s playing with my cock, and I can feel the warmth of her breath as she teases the head. “Fuck me, Dheeraj,” she whispers, and I’m more than happy to oblige. I slide into her, and she’s so tight, so wet. She’s moaning my name, her legs wrapped around me like a vice. I can feel her pussy clenching around me with every stroke, and it’s driving me wild. Her tits are bouncing in my face, and I can’t resist the urge to suck on her nipples. They’re hard little pebbles, and she gasps every time I touch them. Her skin is so soft, and her scent is intoxicating. I want to taste every inch of her. “Dheeraj,” she moans. “Harder, baby.” I obey her command, my cock pounding into her, feeling her wetness grip me with every thrust. She’s like a glove made just for me, and I’m lost in the sensation. Her eyes are closed, her head thrown back, and her long hair cascading down her back. Her 36D breasts bounce with each impact, and I can’t help but lean down to take one in my mouth, rolling her nipple around with my tongue. She arches her back, pushing her chest up towards me, silently begging for more. I switch to the other, giving it the same attention, while my hand massages the one I’ve abandoned. Her hand moves down to her clit, and she starts to rub it in slow circles, her hips moving in sync with my thrusts. Her pussy tightens around me, and I can feel her getting closer to the edge. I start to speed up, my hands grabbing her waist to keep her in place as I drive into her. She’s so wet, so tight, and I know she’s going to come soon. “Fuck, Aditi,” I murmur. “You’re so fucking perfect.” “I’m gonna cum,” she whispers. “Cum with me.” I can feel my orgasm building, the pressure in my balls growing with each stroke. Her hand is moving faster, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. I lean down to kiss her, our tongues dancing together as our bodies do the same. And then she’s there, her pussy clenching around my cock as she screams into my mouth, her body shaking with the force of her climax. I follow her over the edge, my cock spurting into the condom as she milks every drop from me. We lay there for a moment, both of us panting and trying to catch our breath. She looks up at me, a satisfied smile on her lips.

“That was amazing,” she says, her voice still a little shaky from the aftershocks of her orgasm. “You’re telling me,” I reply, grinning down at her. “You’re incredible.” We clean up and cuddle under the blankets, our bodies still humming with the aftermath of our passionate encounter. The room’s chilly, but Aditi’s warmth keeps me more than cozy. Her hand finds its way to my cock again, stroking it gently, and I can’t believe I’m ready to go another round. She whispers, “Again?” and I nod eagerly, not trusting my voice. This time, she gets on top of me, her big, round ass bouncing as she lowers herself onto my cock. Her pussy is still wet from before, and she takes me in with a gasp. “You feel so good,” she says, and I can’t help but agree. She starts to ride me slow, her 36D tits swaying hypnotically. I watch her face, lost in ecstasy, and I know I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight. “I want to feel you without anything between us,” she whispers, and I know she’s talking about the condom. But we don’t have that luxury tonight. Instead, I just focus on the sensation of her tight pussy gripping me, her warmth surrounding me. We build up a rhythm, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. Her eyes never leave mine, and every time she slams down on me, I feel a jolt of pleasure shoot through my body. Her breathing gets heavier, and her cheeks flush. I can tell she’s getting close again. She starts to pick up the pace, her breasts bobbing up and down as she rides me. “I’m gonna cum,” she pants. “Cum with me, Dheeraj.” And just like that, we’re both there, our bodies tensed as we come together. We collapse onto the bed, sweaty and spent. She rolls over to face me, and we kiss, our tongues playing together in the aftermath of our passion. “I can’t believe we just did that,” she murmurs. “Neither can I,” I admit. “But I’m so fucking happy we did.” Our legs are still tangled together, and I can feel her hand on my cock, stroking it gently. “I want more,” she says, her voice thick with desire. And even though I’m pretty sure I’ve never been this tired in my life, I can feel myself getting hard again. “Me too,” I murmur, and we start to kiss again, our bodies moving together once more. This time, we’re slower, more deliberate. We explore each other’s bodies like we’re worshipping at the altar of lust. My hands trace the curves of her hips, the swell of her ass. Her breasts are so soft and full, and when I tweak her nipples, she arches her back with a moan. She’s playing with my cock, her touch light and teasing. I can feel every single inch of her, and it’s like I’ve been waiting for this my whole life. “Let’s try something new,” she suggests, and my heart skips a beat. She rolls over and gets on all fours, her ass in the air. “Fuck me like this,” she says, and I can see the excitement in her eyes. I line up my cock with her pussy and push in, feeling her tightness grip me once again. She’s so wet, and the angle is perfect. I start to move, my hands on her hips, guiding her. “Harder,” she says, and I obey, slamming into her with all the strength I have left. She moans with every thrust, her tits bouncing. I reach around and start to play with her clit again, and she goes wild, pushing back into me. “Yes, like that,” she cries out, and I know she’s going to cum again. Her pussy tightens around me, and I feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. “I’m gonna cum,” she says, and her words are like music to my ears. I pick up the pace, and she starts to shake, her orgasm ripping through her. And then I’m there too, filling the condom once more with my seed. We collapse onto the bed, our bodies a sweaty, tangled mess. We lay there, panting, our hearts racing. “That was…” she starts to say, but she doesn’t need to finish. I already know what she means. “A night I’ll never forget,” I finish for her, and she nods, a smile playing on her lips. We kiss, our bodies still connected, and I know that no matter what happens tomorrow, tonight will always be our little secret. The next morning, we’re both a little sore, but the kind of sore that makes you feel alive. We sneak back to her room, trying not to wake her friends. We whisper goodbye, our bodies still craving more, but we know we’ve got to get going. We exchange numbers, promising to stay in touch, and I watch her get dressed, her beautiful body hidden once more by her clothes. As I walk back to my room, I can’t help but feel a little bit of sadness. But the memory of her moans, the way her body felt against mine, keeps me going. I know we’ll have to keep it a secret, but I can’t help but think about the next time we’ll be able to do this again. The way she touched me, the way she took my cock inside her pussy, it was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I lay in bed, replaying every moment in my mind, my hand instinctively finding its way to my still-hard cock.