A Night Of Forbidden Passion – Part 2

I awoke to the sound of howling winds, the remnants of the blizzard still raging outside. The lodge felt colder than before, and as I stirred, I realized the gravity of our situation. The power outage and lack of wood for the fire meant we were in for another challenging day. The water leakage from the roof had soaked our belongings, leaving us with barely any dry clothes. I shivered, not just from the cold, but also from the memories of the previous night.

My mom, Alka, and I were still in the room, huddled under the warmth of a single blanket. The events of the night before flashed through my mind – the passionate exploration with mom Alka and Neerja, the swapping of partners, and the sheer intensity of it all. I felt a mix of embarrassment and arousal as I recalled my mom’s skilled hand on my virgin cock, bringing me to an explosive climax.

Mom, sensing my unease, called me over to her side. Her dusky skin and curvaceous body were a sight to behold, and I couldn’t help but feel a stir in my loins as I approached her. She smiled, her eyes filled with a mixture of concern and desire. “We will be fine, Abhi,” she reassured me, her voice soft and soothing. “We just need to stick together and keep warm.”

Aman, the other man in our group, had a plan to venture out and find help. Despite the harsh conditions, he braved the elements, wrapping himself in two blankets to stay warm. As he left, mom and I were left alone, our bodies entwined under the blanket. I could feel her warmth against mine, and my cock began to stir once more.

“Abhi, we need to be careful,” she whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “Aman could be back soon, or Neerja might return from the washroom.” Her words were a warning, but her body betrayed her as she shifted, and I felt her thigh brush against my hardening length.

I tried to control my arousal, but it was futile. My cock, uncut and sensitive, throbbed with desire. Mom’s eyes widened as she noticed my erection, her gaze flicking down to the bulge in the blanket. I could see the conflict in her eyes – a mix of fear and longing.

Before I could say a word, her hand reached out and gently grasped my shaft. “We can’t let anyone know, Abhi,” she whispered, her fingers wrapping around my girth. “Let me help you calm down.” With that, she began to stroke me, her movements slow and deliberate.

The sensation was exquisite. Her soft, skilled hands worked their magic, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I bit my lip, trying to stifle any sounds of pleasure as she jerked me off with increasing speed. Her touch was electric, and I could feel my orgasm building rapidly.

As I reached the pinnacle of pleasure, my body tensed, and I couldn’t hold back any longer. I came with a muffled groan, my cum spurting in hot bursts. Some of it landed on her dusky breasts, the size of which I had never noticed before – a generous 36C. She gasped, her eyes widening at the sight, but quickly used the blanket to wipe herself clean.

Just as she finished, Neerja emerged from the washroom, her face flushed from the cold. She must have sensed the tension in the room because she suggested Alka take a turn in the washroom while she kept me company. As my mother left, Neerja joined me under the blanket, her body pressing against mine.

Neerja’s touch was different from mom’s – bolder and more direct. She snuggled close, her 34C breasts brushing against my chest. I felt her hand slide down my stomach, her fingers finding my cock, now fully erect and straining against the blanket.

“You are a naughty one, aren’t you?” she whispered, her breath hot on my neck. “Let’s see what we can do about that.” Neerja’s lips found mine, and we kissed passionately, her tongue invading my mouth as her hand pumped my shaft.

Her mouth left mine and traveled down my body, kissing and nibbling at my nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through me. She paused at my navel, her tongue teasing the sensitive skin before finally reaching my throbbing cock.

Neerja took me into her warm, wet mouth, her lips sliding down my length. It was my first real blowjob, and the sensation was mind-blowing. Her tongue swirled around the head of my cock, sending sparks of pleasure up my spine. She deep-throated me, taking me all the way in, her throat muscles massaging my sensitive flesh.

I moaned, unable to contain my pleasure. “Oh, Neerja…that feels incredible,” I gasped, my hands running through her hair. She responded with a throaty chuckle, the vibrations of her laughter adding to the overwhelming sensations.

As I was about to climax, she pulled away, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Not yet, Abhi,” she whispered. “We have all day to play, and I have a few tricks up my sleeve.” With that, she climbed on top of me, positioning herself above my throbbing cock.

What happened next was a blur of passion and desire. Neerja guided my hard cock to her entrance, and with a slow, deliberate movement, she impaled herself on my length. We both groaned in unison as she sank down, her warm, wet walls engulfing me completely.

She began to ride me, her hips moving in a slow, sensual rhythm. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and I reached up to cup them, my fingers teasing her erect nipples. Neerja’s moans filled the room, and I couldn’t believe the pleasure I was experiencing.

As she quickened her pace, her walls clenching around my shaft, I knew I was close to the edge again. Neerja sensed it too, and with a final, powerful thrust, she brought us both to a shuddering climax.

We collapsed in a sweaty, satisfied heap, our hearts racing. “That was incredible,” I panted, my body still buzzing with pleasure. Neerja smiled, her eyes sparkling. “We’re just getting started, Abhi. Who knows what the rest of the day will bring?”

Little did I know that this was just the beginning of an adventure filled with forbidden pleasures and unexpected twists..

Part 3 will soon come. So, enjoy and keep reading. Let me know about your views.

Your friend,
Abhi