Mountain ordeal.
I was trying to get down the mountain quickly. The weather had come on without warning and I needed to get back to my base camp when I'd seen another figure struggling in the rapidly worsening conditions, she'd been forced down by the weather too but was off course for her camp and definitely in trouble. I had told her my camp was near and she could ride the storm out with me, she was grateful and aware her situation had been looking very dire just a few short minutes before.
With the storm now well and truly on us, it had taken us way longer than it should to make it to my tent but we did make it, cold and wet but relatively safe although not completely out of danger. Cold and wet is a bad place to be in those conditions and she was shaking a lot, clearly feeling the exposure more than me. I had offered her my sleeping bag (the only sleeping bag) so she could get her damp clothes off and warm up. "Thank you but we both need heat, we have to share the bag, we have to share heat." she had replied before she removed her coat. That was the moment I realised she was beautiful.
We had just been lost souls in a storm but at that moment she became so very much more. She removed her trousers and her jumper, but the damp had gotten through them too. Come on silly she had said spurring me to remove my wet coat as her pile of damp clothes grew until she was sliding into the sleeping bag in just her underwear. She was still shaking so I quickly removed all but my boxers and slid into the bag behind her, wrapped her in my arms and pulled her tight to me so our body could work together to keep warm. Eventually we slowly stopped shaking against each other, the exhaustion took over from our ordeal down the mountain and we slept.
When I eventually woke, I immediately became aware of her body pressed back against mine, and my body became very aware of hers pressing against mine. I felt myself stiffen, pressing against my boxers, against her. I tried to move so I wasn't touching as intimately but only made matters worse, in trying to move I simply managed to push the bulge in my underwear harder against her bottom which, in turn made her sleeping body respond by pressing back against me.
Each time I tried to move she pushed back and soon I had no room left to try and escape, trapped between my sleeping bag and the sexy woman sharing it with me. She pressed back against me, shifting the bulge in my underwear from pushing against her bottom to pressing between the top of her thighs, a little sigh escaped her lips and with that sound the last of my resistance to the situation faded.
I shifted my arm, still around her from cuddling up last night, so my hand could cup her breast. She made no objections, so my fingers gently explored her beautiful flesh filling my hand. Her nipple, already pressed stiffly against the fabric, grew quickly to my caress. My free hand moved down her side and as I moved so did her hips, rocking them slowly back against me. My fingers past the waist of her panties onto her hip and pulled her tight onto me making her gasp softly and move her bottom against me.
Soon our bodies were moving in unison against each other, pressed tightly, moving intimately, excitement building. I slipped her bra strap off her shoulder and freed the breast I'd been caressing through the fabric, my fingers closed around her stiff nipple, caressing it, pinching it, teasing it, enjoying the flesh of her now naked breast filling my hand. My other hand caressed around her panties until my fingers pressed against the fabric covering her crotch. I pushed my hand against her pulling her harder onto my cock and let my fingers stroke down the fabric closer and closer to her barely covered sex until they stole onto the damp fabric at the top of her slit.