Hot Sex In Mountain Trip - Part 1
I am Isha, a 27-year-old Indian woman. I am going to tell my own story that happened a few months ago. Now, let’s start the story. I am a manager in a pharma company in Delhi. I was in a long-distance relationship with a guy for 3 years. After my recent breakup, I was devastated. I have always been an over-achiever in my studies and career. But I am not a very outgoing type. I stay alone and mostly spend all my time in my office or reading in my free time. If I describe myself, I am 5’7”, athletic body, and have long brown hair. I can understand that men find me attractive. I have seen people staring at my boobs often, but my ass is my best feature. After my breakup, I was trying to get out of my daily boring routine and do something adventurous. One day, I was talking to one of my ex-colleagues Neha and she asked me to join their group for a trip to Mountain. Without thinking much, I agreed. Neha and a few of her friends were coming from Mumbai. And another group of 5 people was coming from Bangalore. We planned to meet at Dharamshala airport. As they had planned their trip for a long time and I was the only one joining last moment; I could not book any airplane ticket. So, I decided to drive to Dharamshala. After the office, I directly drove to Dharamshala. It was a foggy winter night and the road was blocked in many areas. It took me a long time to reach Dharamshala. The next morning when I reached there, it was already late. I called Neha and she informed me that she already left for the destination with her Mumbai group and another group that was coming from Bengaluru would pick me up. The small cars are not safe in the snow and it would be risky to drive on hills. I planned to leave my car at some secure garage for a few days and join the group in their car. After getting breakfast, a guy called Aarav from the group and informed me they were waiting for me. Then the journey started. I was feeling a little bit uncomfortable with 5 unknown guys. I sat on the middle-right window seat. All of them were some start-up guys and apparently, the guy who sat in the front seat was the founder of the company. All of them introduced themselves except the front-seat guy. He was busy on a call. The group seemed decent. They were talking endlessly about their work. I could not understand any of those technology conversations. Then a cute, short guy Sunny sat next to me; his hometown was Delhi. We talked for a bit and then I fell asleep for some time. Suddenly, I realized someone was covering me. I opened my eyes and saw a jacket over my body. The car was parked in the side lane and the front seat guy was leaning on me to cover me with a jacket. We both were shocked and then he told me, “We stopped for food and chai. You were shivering, so I decided to give you this jacket.” “Thank you!” I said, “It’s really cold here, I could drink some chai.” “Come with me.” he smiled, “I’m Neil.” “Isha, Neha’s friend”. Then I came out of the car with my handbag. I was still carrying his jacket, it smelled good. Manly perfume smell. “Do you smoke?” he asked lighting up a cigarette. “Not regularly.” I looked at him. He was a good-looking and tall guy, wearing glasses. Then he looked at me and said, “You should wear a jacket, it’s really cold here.” I suddenly became self-aware and looked at my boobs. My nipples were hard in the cold and were visible over my sweater top. Quickly, I buttoned his jacket over my body and continued walking toward the tea shop. After some time, we started towards our destination again. I looked at the glasses and could see him staring at me a few times in the reflection. By the time we reached our destination, it was already dark. It was a beautiful wooden bungalow with 4 bedrooms, 1 big long room, and a common area near the kitchen. I decided to take a room with two single beds, and Neha agreed to stay in the same room. After freshening up and sleeping for 2 hours, I joined the whole group in the common area. They were already drinking and playing games. Three couples and the rest of them were good friends from different places. It was fun to talk to people outside my office for once. The guy who lent me his jacket was not there though. Neha told me that Neil was a really skilled photographer, and he plans tours to these offbeat places to click photos. A man with many talents! I was starting to like this guy a little bit. After a few glasses of wine, I was enjoying the group fun. Neha and a few people started dancing and pulled me from my seat to join them. It was a famous Punjabi song playing and I started to dance with Neha. I was wearing a red woolen dress with long boots. I knew guys were checking me out. Normally I am shy, but that night I was enjoying the stares at my body. They changed songs to all Punjabi party songs, and I continued to dance without stopping. After a few songs, I felt tired and went to get one more glass of wine. Jacket guy, Neil was sitting there on a chair and looking into my eyes directly. There was something in his eyes, it was not just lust but passion. I awkwardly smiled at him while pouring myself a glass of wine. “You dance well,” he said without looking away from my eyes. “I’ve heard that before.” I was being bold suddenly. Now his eyes were measuring my whole body, “Then you must have heard before that you look great in red,” he said. “Are you flirting with me?” I asked. “Maybe I am!” he smirked. Then Neha came to me running and pulled me to our favorite dance song. I was dancing with Neha and secretly glancing at Neil. He was sipping his glass of whiskey, and enjoying the view of my dancing body without any shame. I was a bit drunk and feeling frisky. I had not had sex for a long time, and his unapologetic stares made me horny.