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I'd only been seeing Anna for about 3 months when I invited her to come
trekking with me in Nepal.
We were to walk through the Himalayas for 2 weeks with a guide, Sherpas, and
possibly some other people to share expenses,
If the booking agent could arrange it.
Anna was 18, rather short [about 5 feet], with large breasts that would be
unfortunate in later life, but that in her 18th year were just fabulous.
She was blessed with a wonderfully small ass, and slim hips
Her cute round face was framed by thick strait black hair cut off just above
the shoulder, and she kept her bangs cut so she could just see out with her
big, round brown eyes.
We ended up on the mountain with a French couple, Robert [pronounced
robbare], a skinny 55ish, and Bernadette. Bernadette was in her late 30's I
would guess, tall, blond, small breasted, and with an incredible sexual
charisma. I don't know what it was, the way she moved, perhaps, and she had
a phenomenal smile that could melt the mountain ice. Not to mention that
French accent. And somehow even up there she always managed to be well
dressed. A man could easily drown in her deep blue eyes.
On the first day on the trail, she started flirting with me. It didn't seem
unreasonable, I was 23, fit and tanned, an obviously superior male compared
to Robert.
Bernadette and I soon got into the habit of walking ahead together, enjoying
the scenery and each other's company. The guide and porters were well ahead
of us, so that they would be able to make camp before we arrived at the
chosen campsite.
The first night, as Anna and I were fucking in our tent, I couldn't help but
think of the sexy, older Bernadette.
Did I love Anna? Not really. We liked each other a lot, and the sex had
always been great, at least until that sexy French woman started getting in
my head.
The second day, Bernadette and I were walking ahead again, laughing and
flirting. We were around a point, so out of sight of Robert and Anna, when
she stumbled slightly on a loose rock, and I put my arm around her to steady
her. I felt a warm flush from my feet to my head, and I kept my arm around
her slender waist as we walked on, until there started to be a risk that
Robert and Anna would come into sight around the point behind us. As we
rounded the following point, I immediately put my arm around her again. We
walked in silence now, but she stroked my hand with hers until I was forced
to release her again. Without saying anything, we started walking faster.
Soon we were far ahead of Robert and Anna. We stepped off the trail into a
little cranny in the rocks, and enjoyed 5 minutes of passionate kissing
before hurrying ahead again.
That night, as I made love to Anna, I actually had trouble coming, it was
Bernadette that I wanted so badly. Anna was pretty passionate though, and I
made her come 3 times before I managed to imagine it was Bernadette below
me, and have my release.
The third day on the mountain, Bernadette and I were having trouble keeping
our hands off each other. Just before lunch, we were sitting on a rock,
getting about as heavy as it was possible to get while still clothed, when I
noticed that the others didn't seem to be coming around the point where we
were watching for them to appear.
'I'd better go back and check, something could be wrong' I told my new found
passion, and I set off back along the trail. As I came around the corner of
the trail, I couldn't believe my eyes! There, about 100 yards further, I
could see Robert's craggy old face locked together with my lovely, young
little Anna's! They were half hidden from my view, and I crept closer. Now I
could see their hands were all over each other's bodies, and there was some
serious tongue action taking place.
I quickly retreated, back too Bernadette, before they decided to carry on
walking and discovered me.
I felt jealous and confused. Although I was barely interested in Anna
earlier, now I didn't know what I wanted.
That night, neither of us made a move towards the other as we lay in our
tent. I couldn't sleep. I wondered what was going on over in the French
tent. After a couple of hours, I heard Anna get up and go outside. I
shuffled over to the opening of the tent and looked out. She was walking
over to the other couple's tent. She hesitated only for an instant, and
entered.
My heart was in my throat as I pulled on my shirt and trousers and went
outside. There was sufficient moonlight to see very well. The tents of the
guide and Sherpas were about 50 yards away to the left, my rivals' tent 20
to the right. I crept over. I could hear low voices. There was a dim light
on inside, and I was able to see in through the gap in the front flap of the
tent in confidence that I couldn't be seen from inside.
Bernadette was stretched out naked on her back, Anna's head on her shoulder.
Anna's bare legs were wrapped around the old man's, and her hands were
visible on his naked, skinny ass as he fucked her. I could see the back of
his balding head, and his right hand that was in the beautiful Bernadette's
crotch. I crept closer. Bernadette was nibbling on Anna's left ear. Her left
hand was resting on Robert's right shoulder, as he ever so slowly moved his
old ass up and down between Anna's eighteen year old legs. From time to
time, he would stop and kiss Anna, then Bernadette, before starting again.
After some time, Bernadette rolled onto her right side, lifting her left leg
up so as not to deny access to the old farts skinny fingers, and moved her
lips to my Anna's. Anna moved her head away at first, but then Robert's bony
left hand pushed her head back.
Tentatively at first, she started kissing Bernadette. She had to stop when
the old man started pumping her harder, and harder, until her breath came in
short gasps, and she cried out, her face red, her nails digging into that
skinny old ass. He pulled out of her, spent.
'What about Bernadette, Anna?' I heard him say.
'I- I don't know ' said Anna softly.
'Lick her', said the old bastard, 'Lick her so she may also have
satisfaction tonight'.
Bernadette took her arm out from under Anna's head, sat up and swung her
left leg over Anna's cute little face, and lowered her snatch down onto
Anna's mouth. As she moved her hips slowly forward and backward, she held
the old man's face between her two elegant hands, and kissed him. Then she
bent down and took his [now visible from my vantage point] sticky shrunken
cock in her mouth. Soon, he was hard again, and she took her place on the
sleeping bag next to Anna, and he climbed on top of her, and started pumping
away. Anna was pulling on her clothes.
'I'd better get back before I'm missed' I heard her say, before I stumbled
quickly back to our tent, undressed, and got into our sleeping bag [two bags
zipped together]. I pretended to wake up as she entered.
'Where were you?' I asked groggily.
'Couldn't sleep, went for a little walk' she replied. She removed her outer
cloths, and slid in next to me, rolling onto her left side, turning her back
to me.
Although my heart was crushed, my penis was like a log. Through all this
emotion and sexuality, I'd had no sexual release.
I snuggled up to her, my burning cock in the crack of her panties and the
small of her little back. I put my right arm over her and held one of her
lovely, huge breasts.
'Oh, not tonight, my love', she said, 'I'm too tired. Just hold me'.
After a long time, I slept.
Chapter 2
On our fourth day, everyone pretty much kept to the routine, the locals got
up early and made their and our food, broke camp, and set off at a good
pace, followed not long after by Bernadette and I, then Anna and that old
bastard, Robert.
Bernadette was resplendent, as usual, bubbly, glowing, flirtatious. Her
golden hair, pert little breasts, her long legs, her dancing blue eyes ,the
smell of her perfume, powerful in the cold, clear air. I was glum, jealous
and horny, but determined that no one should know that I knew of their
tryst. It was a little ridicules now, how we paired off with each other's
partners in the day, obviously enjoying the walk and magnificent scenery
more in the company of the one who was not supposed to be our lover. The
veneer was getting pretty thin.
I was hoping as we descended into the next valley, that I could pull
Bernadette off the trail somewhere and have her at last, but there were too
many people living down there, and there was not enough cover up on the
hills.
That night, Anna again wiggled out of our bag as soon as she thought I was
asleep.
'Where are you going?', I asked
'Just for a little air...' she lied, pulling on her cloths.
'You're going over to the other tent' I heard myself say.
She looked at the ground. 'Yes' she said.
'Please don't' I begged.
'But I want to' she replied, and left.
After a few minutes, I followed her, like a moth to the flame.
I could see Anna and Bernadette in a naked embrace, Bernadette's long,
tanned, smooth left thigh up between Anna's little legs, rubbing her there.
Their hands stroking each others backs lightly as they kissed slowly and
passionately. I could see the shadow of old Robert, behind the flap of the
tent, removing his boots and undressing.
I unzipped and freed my poor member from it's constraint, and stroked myself
as I watched Robert slide up behind Anna, his dick shrunken and flaccid so
far, he put his right hand over her, and Bernadette pulled back a little so
he could play with Anna's breasts as he nibbled her neck and rubbed his
small old thing on her fantastic little 18 year old ass.
Suddenly I became aware that Yeshi, our guide, was standing nearby. He was
also mesmerised by the sight within the tent, and was slowly masturbating. I
turned my attention to the show again. Anna was on her back, The old man was
kneeling over her, rubbing his cock between her breasts, it appeared,
although I couldn't see the action from my position. Bernadette was also on
her knees, holding that balding old head in her lovely hands, kissing him as
he stimulated himself against my Anna's large young breasts.
I felt hands circling my hips, pushing mine away, stroking my piece. I felt
Yeshi's penis against my ass through my trousers. Surprisingly, I found this
stimulating. I let him fondle me.
Bernadette swung her right leg over Anna's head, and once more lowered her
snatch onto Anna's this time willing mouth. She was still kissing Robert,
and he started playing with her little pert tits. Anna put her arms around
Bernadette's thighs, I saw a hand reach over and down to help her tongue
work. I had a view right up Anna's empty vagina, and I had an urge to enter
the tent and enter Anna. But then Yeshi came around in front of me, kneeled
down and took me in his mouth. Now I was more confused and torn than before,
as I found myself letting a man suck me instead of going in after my woman.
Was I Queer as well? What the hell, I thought, and let myself experience
these new feelings as I watched a 55 year old man cuckold me. He crawled
backwards a little, in order to position himself at Anna's small entrance. I
saw his ass contract and push, and I knew he was entering her. When he was
deep in the place where every man who's ever seen Anna wants to be, he
spread his long skinny legs out under Anna's short smooth ones, and I could
see his old member pushing in and out, his balls swinging below.
Then I came in Yeshi's brown mouth. He swallowed, and stood up.
'Please', he whispered, putting my hand on his dick. He turned around,
pushing his warm ass against my crotch, so we could both see into the tent
again as I touched another man's sex for the first time.
They'd been busy in there, old Robert was now on his back as Anna slowly
lifted herself up and down on his cock. His old head rested in Bernadette's
lap. I stroked Yeshi up and down his stiff length.
Bernadette, leaning forward over Robert's head, held Anna's face between
hers, and Anna would cease her motion from time to time so that the women
could kiss. I spat on my hands for lubrication, and started to jerk off
Yeshi in earnest.
Robert's hands were on Anna's hips, and Anna was squeezing and rubbing
Bernadette's small breasts, while the taller, older woman did the same to
Anna's large young ones.
Yeshi squirted his load out into the dark. Then he put himself away, and
gestured me to follow him around to the side of the tent. There was a little
hole there, and by putting one's eye right up against it, one had a full
view of the whole interior, side on. Yeshi went around to the front again.
He got too close to the opening, I could see his face looking in. when
Bernadette saw him, Yeshi didn't notice, as his attention was on my Anna's
beautiful behind going up and down on that old prick. Bernadette pointed out
Yeshi to Robert.
'Yeshi!' he said, 'come join us! We are a man short in here!'
'I am but a short man' Yeshi said, the smooth son of a bitch, 'But I'll do
what I can!'
Now these tents are very generous for two, but four could barely fit. There
is not enough height in there to stand, either.
Yeshi undressed, and entered. The old one directed traffic.
'You lie on your back here in the middle, Yeshi', he said.
When Yeshi had done so, Robert started stroking Yeshi's little brown penis
with his old bony hand. Bernadette lay down next to Yeshi, and was kissing
his brown mouth deeply with her lovely pink one. Anna sat on her knees,
looking confused.
'Now,' said the old man, 'Anna,'
And he gestured for her to climb onto Yeshi's stiffening dong. My young
little Anna was hesitant, distressed.
'Come now Anna,' said the old corrupter,
'Expand your horizons! Try this young mountain man!'
Very slowly, without a word, she moved over to Yeshi's side, and while
Robert held up Yeshi's stiff penis, she swung her leg over him and lowered
herself down onto it, looking down at Bernadette, now nibbling on Yeshi's
ear as he stared in disbelief at my cute little Anna, feeling her tight
young pussy gripping him like a velvet vice. She supported herself with her
hands on Yeshi's shoulders as she rocked forwards and backwards on his
shaft, her short thick black hair still moving forward or back a little each
time she stopped. Yeshi had one small brown hand on each of her huge, firm,
white breasts.
Robert was stroking his own old meat watching this, and I could see
Bernadette's hungry face looking at him while he did. I don't know how she
could desire a fossil like him, when I, young and vital, was available.
Bernadette crawled around Yeshi's head, and threw her gorgeous face down
over the fossil prick. Then I noticed that the old fuck was putting some
Vaseline on his finger. He put his other hand on the small of Anna's small
back, gently pushing her forward and down. She now locked her lips to
Yeshi's, and carried on screwing him. Somehow, oddly, the kiss bothered me
the most. She lifted her head up in some alarm as the old but well
lubricated finger entered her behind. He stroked her short back with his
other hand and smiled reassuringly. She went back to kissing and fucking
Yeshi. Robert lifted Bernadette's head from his crotch, and swung his leg
over Anna and Yeshi, positioning himself for entry. Anna gasped and looked
back at him as he slowly entered her rear. I wanted a better view of that,
and went back around to the front of the tent. I could now clearly see my
lovely, tiny Anna's little bottom, with the brown prick in her vagina, and
the old white one in her ass. Robert had his weight on his feet, and he
fondled Anna's big tits with his hands as she moved back and forth. The
sensuous Bernadette, looking hot, bothered, and left out, suddenly crawled
out the opening of the tent, almost colliding with me. I caught her long,
naked body in my arms. Without talking, I led her quickly to my tent. As she
lay down on top of the sleeping bag, I striped, and rather unceremoniously,
took her at long last. She came quickly, writhing and twisting below me. I
was taking some time, having just been relieved about 10 minutes earlier in
my first homosexual experience.
'I have to get back before they miss me', she said, squirming out from under
me.
'Who cares?' I cried, 'I thought we were just getting started!'
'But I want to keep this secret from the others' she said, and ran off into
the night, still naked.
I grabbed my cloths [it was pretty cold outside], and followed. As she
ducked into the other tent, I heard the old fuck say 'you're just in time,
my dear, I think young Anna has had all she can take, and Yeshi here seems
to have great staying power'
Sure, since I'd just wanked him off. As I arrived at the peep whole, my
sexy Bernadette was lowering herself onto Yeshi's now well travelled
manhood, with a blissful smile on her face. I couldn't believe it! She'd
jumped up and left me in the middle of the act in order to have this little
queer Nepalese guy! The old fossil cock was looking shrunken and red; he
must have come in Anna's rear. As he lubed a vibrator up [I hadn't seen that
there before], Anna was wiggling into her cloths.
As I returned to our tent to get there first, I heard Bernadette crying out.
Little Anna entered the tent, slipping in beside me, smelling of sweat and
sex. I was on fire, I needed release. But again she refused me! It looked as
though she would have anyone else, but I wasn't good enough for her. I
slept, badly.
Chapter 3
The next morning as I walked with Bernadette, she was lustrous, fabulous,
beautiful, animated. I was miserable and glum. 'I'm so sorry about last
night, my love', she said.
Her love? I? 'Really?' I retorted, 'I think you wanted Yeshi and Robert so
much more than you wanted me that you left me hanging there'
'No!' she insisted, 'it wasn't like that!'
'Of course it was'
'No, it's just that I can not defy Robert'
'You wanted that old guy and that little brown fellow, I don't think you
care for me at all.'
'Yes, I do!', she insisted, squeezing my hand. 'Soon we can be together, you
will see'
My heart felt like it had the weight of the mountain on it. I tried to
analyse my feelings. Anna's betrayal of me had left me without much feeling
for her. Bernadette, even though she was 10 years my senior, had me so
captivated, that I was willing to forgive her possibly even greater
betrayal. I was in love with her despite what she had done to me, and I'd do
nearly anything to win her.
We all had lunch together. I was silent and brooding, while all the others
were joking, laughing, and telling stories. When we all started walking
again, I was alone on the trail. The amazing views on the roof of the world
and the incredible air was starting to uplift even my crushed soul a little,
when, rounding a bend in the path, I saw Bernadette and Yeshi. They were
embracing, kissing. She was leaning on a rock, with her long, white right
hand ruffling his short black hair, her left hand on the small of his back.
She was so much taller than him, that he had to have his head tilted all the
way back, and she had to face downwards to bring her lips to his. Her knees
were slightly bent and splayed out, and he had his crotch ground up so close
against hers, that at first I thought he was fucking her right there on the
path. Her hair was all to one side of her face, forming a blond backdrop to
their passion. She heard me, and looked up, trapping me in her gaze like an
animal caught by the lights of a car.
'Yeshi and I were just sharing a moment' she explained, keeping her hands
where they were, and her blue eyed gaze fixed on me.
'I noticed' I said.
She held out her left arm to me, keeping the right around her diminutive
lover. 'Come, join us!' she gushed.
Without having decided whether or not this was a good idea, I took my place
at her left side, my right arm went around her, Her sensuous left hand came
up my back to my neck, and pulled my mouth to hers. As I felt her tongue
pass between my lips, I felt a hand unzip my trousers and free my poor
neglected dick, and begin to stroke it. I looked down. As I feared, it was
Yeshi's small, strong brown hand that was fondling me. I didn't mind
exploring a possible bi side of myself in the dark with no one around, but
here, where Bernadette would know! She was watching too.
'Grrrr, that turns me on!' was all she said, and brought our lips together
again.
'Don't worry, my friend, said the little guy in my ear, 'tonight we will be
in my village, then I will see that your needs are met'.
I wasn't sure that he knew what I needed. We broke it up and moved on.
That night we were all to be guests in Yeshi's house. It was small by
western standards, but the height of luxury up here, all brick with 2 rooms
and a veranda. We were met outside by his wife, a small, dark young woman,
with a not unattractive face. The thick quilted cloths she wore left
everything else to the imagination. Her name was Tashi, and she produced a
splendid meal in our honour.
Yeshi followed me outside when I went to take a leak. I was half afraid and
half hoping he'd make a grab for my pecker while it was exposed, but he
didn't. We were, after all, not in a very secluded place, and, of course
everyone knew him here.
'What do you think of her?' he whispered in my ear as I finished
'Who?',
'Tashi',
'She's lovely'.
'That was some night last night, my friend. You shared your women with me'.
The old man's women, I thought.
'Tonight I want you to have mine' he said.
He turned and went back inside. When I came back in, the sleeping bags of my
western companions were being spread out on the wooden floor.
'Come, it's too crowded in here' Yeshi pronounced, lifting my bag from the
floor.
'You sleep in here with Tashi and myself'.
So I followed him into the other room. I felt some apprehension; this wasn't
what I really wanted. But, it was definitely exiting, and it was nice to be
the outrageous one for a change. So what if it let those three do their
thing freely, it wasn't as if I'd done anything to stop them before.
Now, this Tashi was a young thing, who spoke no English. As she and Yeshi
rattled on in their language for some time, she kept her eyes on me while I
sat on their bed. Then Yeshi removed all his cloths, then came over and
started undressing me. I stood up, but neither hindered nor helped him.
Tashi sat on the bed, still fully clothed, and watched. I kept my eyes on
hers as Yeshi removed the last of my garments. I was hard.
He stroked me a little, and then led me over to stand in front of his young
wife. He spoke to her softly, and then she reached out with both her little
hands, and began to pass them over my privates. Yeshi gave my bare ass a
little squeeze, and, grinning said, 'enjoy yourselves, I'll see you in the
morning'
And, still naked and fully erect, opened the door and went into the other
room, closing it behind him. I heard laughter as he entered, and some
conversation, but couldn't make it out.
I felt betrayed again. The real action was going on in the next room,
featuring the woman that was supposed to be mine, the woman I loved, and two
other men. I was left with the booby prize, this little brown thing in heavy
clothing. I decided to make the most of the situation, and anyway, this good
woman deserved more.
I lifted her down turned face, and looked into her dark eyes. She had the
dark skin and high cheekbones of the mountain people. I found her exotic and
lovely. I bent and kissed her. Slowly, she started kissing back. I climbed
up onto the bed with her, and did my best to treat her with the love that I
felt for Bernadette, who was no doubt doing it all to everyone next door.
After some time, Tashi stood and undressed, revealing a lean, strong
mountain body. She returned to me, and our naked bodies, so different, met
each other.
Some while after that, I entered her. She wrapped her arms and legs tightly
around me, meeting my thrusts with movements of her pelvis.
When she came, so did I, pumping a day of pent up sexual frustration into
her.
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