This is a story about a 7-day period in Cusco, Peru. It is quite a long story so i have broken it up into multiple parts which I will upload as I get the chance.
If you’re just after the sex parts, you can skip the first few paragraphs of background story and read the actual nights events.
Enjoy.
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For as long as I [F] can remember, my best friend (lets call her Emma) and I dreamed of travelling around the world together when we graduated university and before starting in our careers.
So when we graduated, we travelled up the East Coast of Australia in an old rickety van (we called him Harry the Hiace) that smelt like feet, cigarettes and pot, went skiing in New Zealand, and spent 4 months travelling around South America.
However this story is to do with a specific event that happened when I was in Cusco, Peru. Anybody who has been there can comment on the town. It is essentially a basecamp for young backpackers to do the Inka Trail (or other multi day hikes) to Machu Picchu, who after which want to celebrate the hiking by drinking themselves half to death in hostel bars and nightclubs.
Emma and I booked ourselves the 5-day Salkantay Trek. It was a relatively small hiking crew and it consisted of a few American couples, some Argentinian girls, two Welsh guys and three Irish Girls. As Emma and I were Scottish, we got on great and spent a lot of time with the Irish girls and Welsh guys. At dinner of night one of the trek we figured that we were actually staying at the same hostel Emma and I were when we got back, an Irish Hostel called ‘Wild Rover’.
During dinner of the first night I sat across from one of the Welsh boys, his name was Rhys. Both the Welsh boys were attractive, but Rhys had eyes and a smile that gave me butterflies. We flirted a lot the first night at dinner, which even Emma noticed. Nothing much happened the first night, as we were up before the sun to start trekking up the Salkantay pass. Of the Irish girls, I got on best with one named Eileen. Her and I walked together at the front of the girls group a lot, and I will admit that I spent a lot of time jealously admiring her body whilst walking – she wore the typical backpacker girl uniform of a hiking jacket, leggings and hiking boots. I am not chubby, i’m not skinny, I am proudly curvy. I have a flat stomach, with E-cup breasts and Pear Shaped hips, but I only dreamed of my bum looking that good in leggings. Eileen had the body of an 18year old runner with what i guessed to be around C-cups, even though she was a year older than me. During the 5-8hrs of walking a day, you have a lot of time to think – and from looking at Eileen’s figure for majority of those days, my mind wandered a lot “what she would look like naked?”, “If I wanted to have sex with a woman, would it be with a girl like Eileen?”, “Am I bisexual for even thinking about her that way?” etc etc. Now aside from kissing girls (mainly with Emma as a dare to get free drinks from guys), at that point I had never done anything sexual with girls. (More on Emma will be discussed in Part 2)
The second night we celebrated hiking over the hardest part of the trek (what we thought anyway) by drinking beers around a fire that the village people made for us. As it was around 9pm at night and dark, the American couples and Argentinian girls had all gone off to their tents to sleep which only left our friends group awake. Rhys had come and sat next to me by the fire and asked how I was feeling after the two days of hiking. We chatted for a bit sipping beers. I could see Emma and Eileen across the fire, whispering and laughing, spying on us both, they both kept giving me a winks of encouragement every now and then. After 3 big litre bottles of beer I was feeling quite tipsy (I also blame it a bit on the altitude), and feeling more confident. I started openly flirting with Rhys a bit, telling him that I was impressed with his hiking stamina. I squeezed his legs jokingly saying how strong they must be, and left my hand lingering on his upper thigh – which he quickly took as a sign as to what my mind was thinking. After chatting for a bit more, he asked if I wanted to come get another beer with him at the hut, and of course I said yes. We both got up and started walking, I looked back and saw Emma and Eileen smirking from ear to ear seeing us walking away into the darkness.
[SEX PART]
Rhys led me towards the hut where the villagers sold snacks and beers, but at the last second he grabbed my hand and pulled me to a dark spot behind an old shed. He leant against the wall of the shed and then pulled me into him. I don’t remember exactly what he said to me, but it made me melt in his arms and I went in for the kiss with him. We kissed for what felt like days, and even though he wasn’t the best kiss I had ever had, I could feel myself getting very turned on and wet.
As my stomach was tight against his, I could also feel his cock starting to get hard. Wanting to be a bit of a tease, I started rubbing his cock over his pants, making him gasp into my mouth. He went to unbuckle his pants, but cheekily stopped him and said that it’s too soon. Not to be outdone, his hand slid up my jumper and discovered that I wasn’t wearing a bra (sports bra whilst hiking, no bra in the camp). I swear his cock nearly broke through his pants when his hand cupped my boobs and he felt my hard nipple in his hands. I have always enjoyed my nipples being touched and squeezed, especially if I am really turned on. He told me how amazing my tits are, which only made me want him more. He started kissing my neck, and sucking on my ear lobe. His hands then went further south to the band of my pants. He asked me if it was okay, and I moaned yes and unbuttoned my pants.
I felt his hands slide into my pants (thankfully i had shaved just before going on this trip, so no bad hair growth) and touch my dripping pussy. I didn’t even realise how wet I was until he touched me, I felt his finger swirl for around for a few seconds looking for my clit – and when he found it I shuddered so hard, I knew that I wouldn’t last long if he touched me properly. His long strong fingers kept rubbing my clit, and in the moment I stopped doing anything to him and just enjoyed the feeling of his hand inside my pants. I was biting his jumper collar to stop from moaning. After a minute of his fingers swirling my clit I could feel my orgasm building, and I told him that I was going to cum. He took it upon himself to go even faster, which I usually don’t like but for some reason this put me over the edge and I screamed into his jumper as I had a long shuddering orgasm right onto his hand.
After I recomposed myself, I looked at him and we both laughed a little bit, I could tell in his eyes that he was proud of what he had just done. Still being a little turned on, and know I owed him – I ran my hand back over his pants, and discovered it was still raging hard. I looked at him as I peeled his pants down over his cock and wrapped my hands around his thick shaft, slowly running my hands up and down it. Sensing what he wanted, I got onto my knees, and pulled his pants all the way down around his knees to free him up. I was now face to face with his hard cock, and my mouth was watering at the thought of it in my mouth. (I always enjoyed sucking dick, I have always enjoyed the taste and feeling.) I lifted his cock up and took one big lick from his balls up his shaft to his knob, before taking in as much as I could fit in my mouth. I heard him moan softly has his cock entered my mouth. I remember that his cock wasn’t huge, but it was perfectly sized for my mouth and hand. I stroked his shaft as a sucked and licked his head. After several minutes I felt his hand on my head and him start to thrust into my mouth, and I knew he was gearing up to cum. I started sucking harder and stroking his faster, until he tapped me on the shoulder and whispered he was going to cum.. I have always had a bit of a cum swallowing fetish and used to love swallowing my ex-boyfriends cum, so I let Rhys finish inside my mouth. I think he was a bit taken aback that I didn’t make him pull out, which I think spurred him on more. His warm cum exploded inside my mouth which caused it to dribble out onto his cock and my chin. It was a lot more than I was expecting, however this didn’t bother me. I swallowed all in my mouth, and sucked the rest off his shrinking cock. I kept his licking and sucking his cock until his post-cum shudders stopped. I stood up and wiped the remainder of his juices off my face with my jumper sleeve.
We started giggling like school children at what just happened and fixed our clothes up. We awkwardly kissed and hugged before actually going to get beers and some snacks It was only Eileen and one of the other Irish girls left at the fire when we got back. They gave us knowing smiles and winks when we sat back down. We asked where the others were, and Eileen’s friend told me that Emma had gone off with the other Welsh boy to “also get beers to drink” and hadn’t returned.
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Part 2 will be posted soon.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jt5m99/fm_long_partying_after_hiking_in_cusco_peru_part_1