Winter girl experience
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Winter on the Oregon coast is the most spectacular time for romance. The storms roll in over the dark blue waters and the surf pounds the sand, creating phosphorescence in the crashing waves. Viewing from a warm hotel room with a fire glowing in a fireplace with a special someone makes one become romantic and introspective.
The two women hardly knew each other. Julia and Leslie’s husbands had socialized at the local gun club, becoming hunting buddies each fall for the past five years, leaving their wives alone and at home for two weeks at a time. The women knew each other by name but had never spent time together like their husbands had. They had exchanged phone numbers and locations just in case an emergency arose and they needed to get in touch with a spouse.
Julia, in her late-forties, was a brunette with a touch of gray. She was in great shape, working out at her gym at least three times a week for the past five years. This was due mostly to her daughters encouraging her during their high school sports years. Her two grown daughters, one in college the other graduated and starting her own life, encouraged her to keep fit; attending aerobics classes with her and walking outside on nice days. She had mixed emotions regarding the departure of her daughters from her 'nest'. On one hand, she was glad she finally had time to renew her relationship with her husband without having to worry about entertaining her daughters, while on the other hand, she missed their enthusiasm and the daily recounting of their lives.
Leslie was a bit younger, in her mid-thirties and childless. Not by choice; although she loved her husband, he was unable to produce children. Instead, they had a large piece of property and a couple of dogs, which she treated as if they were her children. She enjoyed her 'free time' playing tennis and running. She didn't belong to a gym, but from her svelte body, one could never tell.
Their husbands had won a free crabbing trip on the Oregon coast. Both women thought the trip would be a nice time to tag along and take advantage of their husbands' absence, shopping at the outlet stores in one of the larger coastal communities. The husbands' charter boat left from a small coastal town that offered an Indian casino and several factory outlet stores that were famous for their deep discounts. The men weren’t going too far outside the bay for their catch, but they would be gone all day.
The women had discussed their plans with their husbands and all four thought it would make a great trip. The bounty of Dungeness crabs they had hoped to catch would make a great main dish at their New Year's Eve party the following week. They arrived at the hotel in separate cars just after lunch, and each couple went to their respective room, unpacked, and relaxed. They had agreed to meet for dinner at one of the local seafood restaurants along the strand around six that evening.
After relaxing and strolling along the beach, taking in the wonderful salt air of the evening they each, in turn, showered, dressed and left for the 'date'.
The women were dressed nicely; they each had bodies that would have looked good on women ten years their junior. Their husbands didn’t always appreciate that fact; having been married for a few years leads one into a sense of complacency with ones partner. They were cordial to each other, not having socialized before, finding common interests to make conversation while their husbands talked hunting and fishing. They each had decided to relax and let the men take control of the evening since they would be spending the next day getting to know each other while shopping and perhaps a bit of gambling at the local casino. The conversation during dinner was light until the men had a glimpse of a young woman who had walked in to meet her boyfriend for dinner.
The conversation abruptly turned to her body, with the men getting “shame on you” glances from their respective wives. The women shrugged it off as alcohol induced but each had seen the other eyeing the girl and staring a bit longer than normal for a woman who only has eyes for her man. They each kept this thought to themselves as the night wore on.
Since the husband’s charter boat left at five a.m. the next day, they all decided to call it a night and get to bed early. The wives agreed to meet around nine. They could sleep in and still get to the stores when they opened at ten. The couples said their goodnights back at the hotel and retired to their rooms. The wives embraced each other, holding on a bit longer than each would have thought normal, but somehow it seemed natural to them. They looked into each other’s eyes; something they saw deep inside the other made them each wonder. They looked at each other as they parted, knowing something wasn’t normal but not knowing exactly what. It was a pleasant feeling each woman had experienced before, a long time ago back in college.
Upon returning to their rooms each couple went through their normal bedtime routines and quickly fell asleep. A four a.m. wake-up call came very quickly. The husbands tried not to wake their wives but, being in an unfamiliar place, they fumbled around and made a bit too much noise. The women, knowing they could just sleep in after their husbands had left, just rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. Unfortunately, there was a full moon out which tended to shine into the room through the sliding glass doors looking out over the ocean. Even with the curtains closed it still shone through and into the room.
The husbands finally got dressed, kissed their wives good-bye and wished them a good day shopping. Good-byes were mumbled by the sleepy wives and quick kisses exchanged. The husbands met in the hotel hallway and went off fishing.
About six the older woman heard a knock on her door. She had been unable to return to a deep sleep, and had been lying watching the ocean bathed in the light of the full moon through a narrow opening in the curtain. She was feeling very romantic and wishing her husband was there to enjoy the morning with her. For a few brief moments, she reflected back on her embrace with the other woman. Something about her she couldn’t get out of her mind. She had felt the same thing back during her years at college. There she had discovered a part of her that enjoyed the company and touch of another girl. She had a brief but loving affair with a sorority sister during her junior year. Those pleasant thoughts, among which were included the girl at dinner plus the woman next door, had kept her awake since her husband left a couple of hours earlier. She decided it was silly to just lay there, so she got up and put on her kimono and lit a fire in the gas fireplace.
The knocking persisted; she got up and asked sleepily who it was.
“It's me, Leslie, I'm sorry to wake you.”
“That’s okay, I was up; please come in,” Julia answered.
She opened the door to see Leslie shivering as she stood there. She was dressed in a light blue terrycloth robe. Julia couldn’t tell what she was wearing underneath. She smelled amazingly wonderful, as if she had just stepped out of the shower. Julia invited her in, wondering what the problem could be.
“Is everything alright?” Julia inquired.
Julia was clothed in her kimono, drawn closed at the waist. She had been sleeping in an old tee shirt and her panties. The room was pleasantly warm due to the fire Julia had started just before the knock at her door.
“Yes, everything is fine, I think,” Leslie reluctantly replied.
“What do you mean? You don’t seem so sure,” Julia motioned her in and closed the door behind her. She noticed Leslie’s legs through the robe’s slightly loose front. Watching her walk past and taking in Leslie’s wonderful aroma, Julia took a deep breath and let out a very soft moan.
Leslie thought she heard something but didn’t mention anything and quickly walked into the main portion of the hotel room.
“I see you lit your fireplace; they are very nice and cozy this time of year,” Leslie stood in front of the fireplace warming her hands and then her back. “One of the nice things about these rooms, besides the view.”
“Yes, I tried to get back to sleep after John left but with the moon out I just decided to light a fire and become introspective until I felt sleepy again. So, what’s the problem?” Julia asked, with a bit of concern in her voice. Then she motioned to the kitchenette, “Would you like some coffee?”
Julia was actually glad Leslie came over. She had been thinking about their embrace earlier and was trying to think of a reason she felt so electrified by Leslie’s touch. It was a feeling she hadn’t had in quite some time. She had laughingly felt like she was back in college and had done something wicked, yet very nice.
Leslie moved over and sat on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed, revealing her trim and somewhat muscular legs. She realized they were peeking out from under her robe but wanted to see if Julia would notice. She had felt the same electricity Julia had felt and wanted to see if there was more to it than just her imagination.
“Well this may be silly, but I was worried about the guys; and yes, coffee would be nice. Thank you.” Leslie smiled at Julia.
Julia had noticed Leslie’s long, shapely legs she stood there trying not to stare, hoping Leslie wouldn’t notice. They looked so nice; tanned, well toned. She went into the kitchenette and started to make some coffee. “So what exactly were you worried about, Leslie?” Julia inquired, while she poured the cheap hotel coffee into the coffee maker.
“Well, with that storm last I was worried about the boat capsizing or something.” Leslie tried to look concerned while sneaking glances at Julia's snugly fitting kimono. “It's silly, I know; they aren't going way out on the water are they?”
“Oh, I’ve been watching the ocean since John left. That storm that was predicted to come in probably broke up. Look out the sliding glass. What a great morning this is going to be.” Julia walked back in with two cups of coffee. She handed Leslie one and took a small sip of hers.
“Sorry if the coffee isn't quite like Starbucks, but what do you expect for a hotel,” Julia spoke as she smiled, handing the cup to Leslie. Their hands met as the cup was passed. That electricity struck again. They each stopped for a brief second, wondering if the other would do anything or remark about what she felt.
“Oh, I’m sorry; did you want cream or sugar?” Julia asked.
Leslie thanked Julia and took a brief sip. “No thanks, Julia, this is fine, I’m not a big coffee gourmet.” Leslie admitted.
The younger woman slowly walked over to the sliding glass door. Gazing out, she drank slowly again. “This isn’t bad coffee, are you sure it came from the hotel?” Leslie said as she smiled, taking another sip.
Julia walked up next to Leslie, looking out the door at the surf pounding on the shore. The moon was still barely above the western horizon. Its beams reflected off the crashing waves. “Lovely isn’t it? And thank you for the compliment.” Julia was barely audible as she stood next to Leslie.
“Yes, and I'm sorry I woke you. I really wasn't too concerned about the guys. Jim and I had a small argument before going to sleep last night. I know you should never go to bed mad, but I couldn't get over how he drooled over that girl back at the restaurant.”
Leslie was beginning to open up to Julia. She took another sip and turned to talk to Julia face to face. Looking for a place to set her cup down Leslie reached just past Julia, brushing against her with her arm; not being convenient, she withdrew and took another sip. Again, that feeling of anticipation came over them both.
“He embarrassed me talking about that girl, especially in front of you and John,” Leslie confessed to Julia.
“Oh, don’t worry about it. John was talking like he was back in high school, and I think the drinks had something to do with that. She was exquisite, I loved those heels she was wearing, they really emphasized her calves. I wish I could wear those still. What were they, five inches? I’m sure it was the wine talking. My daughters are probably close to her age; she was nice to look at but there’s something to be said for a woman with a touch of experience, don’t you think?”
Leslie was stunned; she noticed Julia’s sly grin as she stood there trying to absolve the men’s actions. But Leslie knew Julia was right; the girl was delicious, but she didn’t realize Julia had looked at her the same way the men had. That made Julia more intriguing to Leslie.
“Yes, at least five inches; I’m surprised she didn’t get a nose bleed. And yes, experience is definitely a plus, but you have to admit she was stunning.”
Leslie was beginning to say something else when Julia, who was staring out the door, suddenly pointed and said, “Oh, Leslie, did you see that?”
Leslie hadn’t been looking out the door; she had been paying attention to Julia, wondering what point she was trying to make about the young woman. As Julia put her coffee down on the table, her hand gently caressed Leslie’s terry clothed rear end. She pointed out over the water.
“There, just past the breakwater... I swear I saw a whale surface,” Julia exclaimed.
Leslie didn’t see what Julia was talking about, “Just past the surf,” Julia stretched her arm out and Leslie laid her face softly against it, looking past Julia’s manicured fingers. Julia’s other hand slowly and gently caressed Leslie’s rear end. Both women felt a tingle; butterflies were fluttering in their tummies. They both heard the other softly moan.
“No, I didn't see it,” Leslie softly whispered.
“Okay, maybe there's too much reflection in the glass.” Julia grabbed Leslie’s coffee and set it down next to her own. She slowly walked to the other side of the room switched off the light.
Neither woman had noticed but their sashes on their robes had started to loosen. Julia came back to Leslie and stood next to her. Julia’s hand returned to Leslie’s firm rear cheek as Leslie looked out over the water again. Julia placed her head next to Leslie’s shoulder and raised her other arm to point out over the ocean. The warmth of the fireplace and the coffee had begun to warm the two of them... or at least that’s what they thought. The moonlight was streaming in, and in conjunction with the waves crashing on the beach it made a very romantic setting.
Julia whispered, “Is that better?”
Leslie replied, “Yes it's much better. Now, where did you see that whale?”
“Just beyond the breakers. Grey whales migrate this time of year, but I didn't think they would come in that close,” Julia stated, with her hand still firmly planted on Leslie’s rear end.
“I wish we had some binoculars.” Leslie said softly.
Julia slowly massaged Leslie’s cheeks, wondering if she had stepped over a boundary. The terry cloth robe didn't flatter Leslie’s tush but Julia could feel it was firm, and Leslie didn't seem to mind the attention. Leslie’s face came closer to Julia’s. Julia continued to point as Leslie’s face aligned with Julia’s arm once more.
“Just out beyond the surf, out past those rocks that the waves are crashing on now,” Julia whispered into Leslie's ear. Her warm sweet breath gave Leslie goose bumps. “Here, let me stand behind you and guide your eyes,” Julia suggested.
“That might be better. I’d love to go out and whale watch sometime; they are magnificent creatures.” Leslie waited for Julia to stand behind her. She was thinking Julia had something more in mind but wasn’t quite sure. Leslie changed back to the subject of the girl last night.
“So, did you notice what the guys were mostly interested in with that girl last night?” Julia was standing behind Leslie guiding her head in the direction of the whales.
“Yes, a firm body and those breasts, not to mention her legs.” Leslie sighed a bit when she said breasts.
“She wasn't shy about her cleavage at all.” Julia caught the sigh as Leslie said breasts. “Before I had the girls my breasts were as nice as hers. Breastfeeding and age does that to one.” Julia continued to point Leslie's attention out the door.
“No, she wasn’t shy at all, but when I was her age I wasn’t either,” Julia placed her right hand around Leslie’s waist from behind, “Let me point again, that whale might still be out there, I’ll line my eye up so you can see. Just look right down past my fingertip again.”
Leslie relaxed with Julia’s grip; she could feel Julia’s warm breath on her neck. She enjoyed being in Julia’s arms, wondering what Julia was feeling. Julia had noticed the loose sash on Leslie’s robe; she nonchalantly started to loosen it more, hoping it might come undone without Leslie noticing it. Julia had noticed Leslie’s body when they had first met several years ago at a gun club function. She was determined now to see what Leslie was wearing under the robe, if anything at all.
Leslie thought she felt Julia’s hand trying to undo her robe sash; she smiled to herself and let Julia slowly loosen it. Leslie was thinking the same thing Julia was, wondering what Julia was wearing under her kimono. The electricity she had felt when they touched wasn’t her imagination. She took a deep breath and gazed down Julia’s arm.
Leslie moaned softly as Julia fumbled with the robe. Julia could feel Leslie relaxing, slowly melting in her arms. Leslie reached down with her hand and quietly helped the sash fall away. Her robe opened slightly and Julia’s hand found Leslie’s tummy.
“I think I see what you were looking for now.” Leslie quietly told Julia.
Julia smiling she whispered back, “You do?”
“Yes, just a bit further, I was looking at the wrong spot, I think.” Leslie moaned slightly as she answered Julia.
“I think it's further south now... I mean, further out to sea,” Leslie said wanting to be sure they were both thinking the same thing.
Julia's hand moved up Leslie's stomach, she gently brushed the bottoms of Leslie's breasts with the tips of her fingers.
“Oh, can you see it now?” Julia asked as she lowered her raised arm and placed it around Leslie’s waist.
“Yes, I definitely feel it. I mean see it.”
Leslie had reached her breaking point. Julia's touch had overcome any doubts she had in her mind about what was going on.
Leslie turned slowly in Julia's arms, looking her in the eyes Leslie whispered. “I don’t think the whales are going to be surfacing until later. Shall we occupy ourselves till then?”
With that statement Leslie kissed Julia full on the lips and wrapped her hands around Julia’s waist. Julia met Leslie’s embrace and purred with delight. Julia had guessed correctly, and now she would get to explore her passions for another woman again.
They embraced and kissed for quite some time, looking into each other’s eyes and exploring their bodies through their robes. Julia’s hands slipped under Leslie’s loosened robe and brushed Leslie’s breasts. Leslie moaned with delight as she felt the warm, soft touch of Julia pass over her now-hard nipples.
Julia continued to explore Leslie’s perfect breasts, placing her thumb over each nipple, massaging it and feeling them grow as hard as small pebbles. Julia gently tugged and pulled on Leslie’s nipples, alternating between pinching and massaging them with the palm of her hand. Leslie closed her eyes and let Julia take her to a place she hadn’t been in quite some time. They both knew this morning was going to be something they would treasure for quite some time.
Julia kissed Leslie’s anxious lips, their tongues exploring and twisting together. Julia slipped her hands up under Leslie’s robe and began to remove it from her. Leslie had started to feel for Julia’s robe’s sash. When she realized what Julia was doing she stopped fumbling and helped Julia slip the robe off her shoulders and down to the floor. Leslie stood there for a brief moment, a bit embarrassed but not really caring. Julie gazed at Leslie’s naked body. Leslie had two milky white triangles where her bikini covered her mature, full breasts. Julie sighed and leaned into Leslie, taking one extremely hard nipple between her lips and sucking on it. Her hands cupped Leslie’s breasts as she devoured them. Moving back and forth she made sure each breast had equal time, which didn’t upset Leslie at all.
Leslie moaned with delight as Julia explored the each part of her breasts. Julia’s attention to her nipples and the additional massaging with her hands drove Leslie into a dimension her husband had never accomplished.
Finally, Julia slowed down and guided Leslie towards the bed. Julia watched as Leslie slowly backed onto the bed and waited for her. She was still a bit shy about her body and immediately pulled the covers over her. Julia giggled and smiled at her. Leslie blushed and motioned Julia to slip in next to her. Julia smiled and slowly removed her robe and climbed into the bed next to Leslie.
Julia whispered to Leslie, “You know, I’ve wanted to see you like this since the first time we met.”
Leslie, somewhat surprised but very delighted, responded, “Well, we’ll have to make up for lost time, won’t we.”
Julia’s face became one massive smile as she returned to enjoying Leslie’s perfect triangles. Leslie laid back to enjoy Julia’s attention. She placed her hands in Julia’s hair, pressing her tighter to her breasts. The soft sucking sounds that Julia made brought back fond memories for Leslie.
Leslie had been seduced by her college roommate her freshman year. They had been drinking and feeling lonely that warm October evening. One thing led to another, and before either had realized it they were both naked and enjoying each other’s passion.
Julia continued devouring Leslie’s breasts; she moaned with delight as Leslie ran her fingers through her hair, gently brushing her face with the backs of her fingers. Leslie purred as Julia became more aggressive suckling her.
Julia slowly moved her attention to Leslie’s midsection, kissing her tummy then moving back to the lovely orbs that felt so good in her mouth. Leslie laid back and enjoyed Julia’s explorations. Julia continued to explore Leslie’s willing body, going lower on her each time she left her breasts.
Leslie moaned louder with each trip Julia took further down her body. After a few delicious kisses and licks down her body, Leslie decided she had had enough. She placed her hands on Julia's head and guided her between her legs.
“Oh, my!” Julia exclaimed, “Someone is enjoying this.” Julia lifted the covers off of the two of them and eagerly dove between Leslie's firm thighs. She placed her face just over Leslie's wetness, noticing her swollen lips and parting legs.
“You didn’t think I was enjoying this?” Leslie coyly replied.
“Oh, I thought you might be enjoying this, but now I have proof.” Julia looked up at her and smiled, then moved forward and kissed Leslie full on the mouth.
For a few brief seconds their tongues played and they each felt their bodies grinding on the other's. Julia slowly released her grip and slipped down to place her lips just above Leslie’s sweet wet nether lips. Leslie moaned as Julia inserted her tongue between her swollen lips.
Julia kissed, sucked, and licked the area around Leslie’s lips and then, as Leslie arched her back, Julia plunged inside. Leslie again flashed back to her first time again. She lay back, letting Julia devour her. Julia continued to enjoy Leslie’s wetness; her cheeks were soaked with Leslie’s juices. Julia kept varying her touch and speed, looking for that perfect place that would take Leslie over the edge.
After a few minutes Leslie started to writhe and Julia knew she had hit the spot. Julia placed her tongue inside Leslie’s inner lips, slowly moving around her clit, enjoying Leslie’s passionate moans and her delicious taste. Julia’s hand worked their way under Leslie, gently lifting her so she could enjoy her a bit more easily.
Leslie helped by spreading her legs a bit further and arching her back. Julia was becoming as excited as Leslie; she kept teasing Leslie, bringing her close then backing off a bit. Finally, as Leslie begged Julia to stop teasing, Julia let her tongue slide over Leslie’s clit. Leslie shuddered as Julia brought her to the most intense orgasm she had experienced in quite some time.
Leslie grasped Julia and slowly brought her face-to-face, kissing her deeply and tasting her own juices. Their tongues played as Leslie quaked with continuing orgasms. They held each other and continued to kiss and hug for what seemed like hours.
Eventually, Leslie's breathing slowed and she closed her eyes. “That was so yummy, Julia; I haven't felt that good in years,” Leslie whispered.
Julia replied with a sly grin, “I’m glad, Leslie; and to think, we have all day”.
Leslie returned her smile and kissed Julia again, “Yes we do, and now it’s your turn to lay back, my new-found love.”
With that, Julia rolled over and eagerly awaited Leslie’s touch, knowing that she had found a new friend as well as a lover.
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He stood in the kitchen looking out the window at the large snow flakes falling upon the already covered back yard. The trees were coated and looked like those one might see on a Currier and Ives Christmas card. They had been calling for snow and it must have started during the night to have this much on the ground. As he took a sip from his coffee cup he was glad to be inside with nothing to do today. He had already started a fire in both fire places and was well fixed for wood with two...
I had watched the discovery channel lately, and hit on an idea. In winter, caribou would migrate south to their winter grazing areas and be near a water supply. In summer, they moved back north to stay cool and be near food and water. I would be like the caribou-- 'migrate' to where some real money was this time of year-- to the nearby ski resorts in our snow covered mountains. I called my brother who lived at Elk Park ,N C ; only a driver and 4 iron from Beech Mountain ,...
Winter, ‘Wonder’ & Sex? Why Yes! Every year for the past ten, my husband and I have had the pleasure of spending our January anniversary in the mountains of Georgia. Del and I are a quite fond of winter weather. Every year we rent the same log cabin for a week-end. Usually the same couple goes with us each year but, our 2010 trip was different. Our dear friends were unable to go due to work. We decided to invite Mark and Anna. They were our neighbors, we had just known them a year, but we often...
Joanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. ‘Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it.’ Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I’ll stop by and see what I can do. It is cold. A winter...
It was a cold winter day,snow as flying,and the four too five inches of snow we were suppose to get turned into feet of snow. I had cleaned out our driveway twice now so mom could get in when she got out of work. Ann had just got home from school and was almost an hour later than normal. She said the roads were horrible and the snow plows were having trouble keeping up with all the snow. Mom usually gets home around 5p.m. and it was now 6 and I was begining to worry. I was watching the news...
It was a cold winter day,snow as flying,and the four too five inches of snow we were suppose to get turned into feet of snow. I had cleaned out our driveway twice now so mom could get in when she got out of work. Ann had just got home from school and was almost an hour later than normal. She said the roads were horrible and the snow plows were having trouble keeping up with all the snow. Mom usually gets home around 5p.m. and it was now 6 and I was begining to worry. I was watching the news...
Howling and creaking filled the room as the cold winter wind played hide and seek around the snow covered forest cottage. He was glad he had a full supply of food on hand because the odds of freezing while he was on his own was high. He lit a match and started a blazing fire to cook his supper. He basked in the light of the fire and listened for the pops and crackles of the wood which almost covered the soft crunching of footsteps in the snow. At first he thought it was the familiar padding of...
Winter in Siberia gets rather boring. But, come Christmas time the townsfolk that are under twenty gather together. We meet at the top of old man Boris’ hill. The idea is to run down the steep hill as fast as you can, the problem is gravity. You see gravity has this way of toppling you and you fall head over heels down the hill. Fortunately, this is winter in Siberia so the hill is covered in snow.We break into groups according to age group. Toddlers to fourth grade, fifth grade to twelve years...
First TimeChapter 28 – Farewell on WednesdayBackpacks are ready, shoes are worn, all tears are cried. Ole says: „Let’s plan for winter or summer next year to spend our holidays together. Not Oestersund, not Cambridge. In summer we can visit Sardinia or in Winter the Alpes. And we should Skpe much more often than we did yet“. That promise we all agree and we find different ideas where to meet and where to go. We leave the house and go to the station. A lot of hot kisses are given but finally the boys...
"It's so good to see you." My friend Cherry throws her arms around me. "It's going to be so much fun catching up with you." "Yes it will. I'm so happy you invited me for the holidays. It was either spending Christmas with you and Gary or home alone with my fish." "I know dear. Christmas has been rough on you since your mother passed." She gives me a sympathetic look. "And we've been trying to meet up for ages. I'm so happy you're here," she squeaks and hugs me again. "Is that all your...
Fantasy & Sci-FiWinter Wonderland Ch.2 Sunday Evening: Third day of winter vacation Ever since the shocking but yet orgasmic time Sam and James had the evening before, the siblings have been better in each others company than they have ever been before. It’s like all shame, embarrassment, sexual stress just disappeared over night. After doing the chores that their father had asked James to do, they spent the day hanging out, playing video games, watching TV, and sneaking a kiss when their mother wasn’t...
IncestWinter Wonderland Chapter 1 Hi my name is James, and this is a story of my sister and myself and how our relationship changed. It all started about 4 years ago I was 17 and my sister Sam was 15. I was just waking up on our last day of school before winter break. Like every morning I woke with a huge boner, so like most guys I took care of it, got up did a stretch and got ready to take a shower. The bathroom that I use is a joining bathroom that my sister and I share. From what I can saw she...
IncestIt was a cold winter day,snow as flying,and the four too five inches of snow we were suppose to get turned into feet of snow. I had cleaned out our driveway twice now so mom could get in when she got out of work. Ann had just got home from school and was almost an hour later than normal. She said the roads were horrible and the snow plows were having trouble keeping up with all the snow.Mom usually gets home around 5p.m. and it was now 6 and I was begining to worry. I was watching the news when...
It was a cold winter day,snow as flying,and the four too five inches of snow we were suppose to get turned into feet of snow. I had cleaned out our driveway twice now so mom could get in when she got out of work. Ann had just got home from school and was almost an hour later than normal. She said the roads were horrible and the snow plows were having trouble keeping up with all the snow.Mom usually gets home around 5p.m. and it was now 6 and I was begining to worry. I was watching the news when...
WINTER BREAK PART II BY CCNC Twenty minutes later Mike and I were loaded into his SUV and on the road for the 3-hour drive to the beach. Neither one of us had said much since I finished my "show." Finally, shaking his head, Mike said "I can't believe you are a crossdresser. I mean there have definitely been stranger things that came out of California than a guy like me that likes to wear women's clothes. But, you! - Mr. Straight-laced Southern Boy! ??.How did you get...
Winter Is The Season Of Endings By Tyrone Slothrop Chapter 1: Fly On By, Sweet Angel The information was good. Angel liked it when the information was good. He welcomed this mission as a change of pace, a visit to his merciful side. Angel had thought he had lost any chance at being compassionate over the last few years. The targets were going down, and he intended that they would go down hard, but he could reserve the final stroke unless they forced his hand. He found himself...
Haven’t we always wanted to do it with someone we k now and trust? Sometimes with your best friend (or friends)! You find it weird? I don’t! I have tried it with many of my friends. One particular friend has been my favorite all through these years. This incident has happened, a couple of years ago. Me and my friend, Ravi (name changed! Obviously) and another friend had some college group submission. So we were working at Ravi’s house. It must be around late October or November, the time when...
Gay MaleWinter, "Wonder" & Sex? Why Yes!Every year for the past ten, my husband and I have had the pleasure of spending our January anniversary in the mountains of Georgia. Del and I are a quite fond of winter weather. Every year we rent the same log cabin for a week-end. Usually the same couple goes with us each year but, our 2010 trip was different. Our dear friends were unable to go due to work. We decided to invite Mark and Anna. They were our neighbors; we had just known them a year, but we often...
Group SexJoanna is a shy, young student at the junior college. She signed up for one of my classes this past Fall and I have come to know her rather well. Earlier today, I found a message on the department answering machine. "Dr. Storm, could you drop by tonight? I am having difficulty with one of the problems you assigned, and maybe you could help me with it." Well, she lives on The Rez, and her house is on the route I take to my place. I'll stop by and see what I can do. It is...
First TimeThere are eight of us. There is my wife Lauren and three of her sorority sisters and me (I’m Al) and three of my fraternity brothers. We all graduated within a year of each other and we all got married within a couple of years after college. We have been fast friends ever since. Every winter we all go on vacation together. We have been to exotic islands, rented houses large enough for all of us on some of the best beaches we can find but this year we had decided to do a winter vacation in a...
Pamela Perez was enjoying a quiet, winter night at her home in Denver. Outside, the white snow was falling, the wind was very cold, and the temperature was 25 degrees. While she read a hot romance novel, she received what seems to be a handwritten note from Kevin. She read the note, which Kevin invited her for a romantic winter weekend. After she read the note, she packed her things including some sexy lingerie and plenty of massage oil, candles, etc. She got into her car and drove over to...
It seemed to Marion that Chuck was more than usually grumpy at the thought of their winter vacation. “Oh, come on, Chuck--it’s a week in the Dominican. Why so glum?” Chuck continued to paw through some shirts and underwear and stuffed some clothing in his suitcase. “Airport security, cramped planes, customs, strange languages, and people we don’t know...why would anyone want to put themselves through that. I’d be happy if you just went by yourself. All I do is read in the room and get blitzed...
On Sunday, I went for a walk in the woods. The thin, crusty snow crunched under my feet as I walked, hands deep in my pockets, the icy wind making my eyes water, the young bare trees around me offering little protection. The occasional oak murmured loudly as all its dead leaves were rattled by the wind. I imagined walking with you, listening to you talk, the rapid staccato rhythm of your words. "So, yesterday I took a U-bolt, and stuck one end through the rear-brakes hole and nutted it on,"...
Jimmy Carver invested his reduncy pay off in a Ski chalet business with his son and his parner the young couple had been skiing for a number of years and decided to give up the world of finance and start a ski chalet and summer trek and mountain biking business. Jimmy started his working life as a chef and had advised on cooking for guests and setting up a working kitchen and arranging menus for guests. The 1st chalet they were buying had problems and the Chalet that they had really wanted came...
First TimeCarrying Traci into the bedroom, Bill Meyer couldn’t help but feel like a teenager who was going to lose his virginity. The anticipation of making love with this beautiful woman was something that he was eagerly looking forward to doing. He already had an erection that put him into a state of readiness. She must have felt the same anticipation because she told him that his carrying her was making her feel like a bride on the night of her marriage. Bill placed Traci down on her bed and...
After de-boarding the cruise ship and renting a car Bill Meyer drove to check out the Florida locations his friends had recommended that he winter at. Bill found two locations, possibly three that interested him. There was one large community in central Florida that he considered but after seeing on the internet that it had a very high STD rate, he decided to take a pass on wintering there0. Having now a good feel for some areas, he decided it was time to head back north. He needed to check...
Winter's a Bitch! - Lexi Hawke - Thank you for taking the time to read my story. As with many of my stories, there was an event that happened that the story is built around. This story belongs to my friend, Winter (not her real name). I also inserted myself into the storyteller since he was just an anonymous Craigslist poster (and Winter did not like the story told from her point of view. Maybe someday, I will post the story I wrote with her being the storyteller.) I did take some...
Bill Meyer was a little excited as he started his drive down to Florida to see what that part of the country had to offer. He was heading there because it was time for him to do his ‘wintering.’ He was using that term ‘wintering’ synonymously with vacationing. Last year he met some interesting women in Arizona and hoped his time this year in Florida would be just as interesting. He could do without being accused of rape as he had been in Arizona, which had him pack a nanny cam along with his...
It didn’t look like much had changed thought Bill Meyer as he parked his car in the garage of his townhome. While he had a nice time doing his ‘Wintering” in Florida this year, it felt good to be home. On the drive back he gave some thought as to where he would do what he termed ‘Wintering’ next and came to the conclusion that there was no need to wait for the fall of the year to do some vacationing. Going out to the west coast was a strong possibility because of Maggie being there as he did...
Christmas, 2015. Canada had an exceptionally cold holiday season that year. The Scarlet family, however, spent it as they always did: in the relative warmth of their large log house. In the evening, everyone in the family was gathered together around the tree in the living room, opening their presents, even some extended family. That is, everyone except for seventeen year old Cora. Cora Scarlet was also spending this Christmas as she always had. Alone in her bedroom. For the last three years,...
Lesbian"Are you coming? Or are you going to leave me out here by myself?" Your call makes me grin and I look out and meet your gaze as you skate light-heartedly around the frozen pond. I contemplate for a moment, knowing that joining you would mean I could no longer admire you in this scenery from a distance. However, it is quickly made up for in the knowing that it meant I would get to be by your side again. "I'll be right out!" I shout, proceeding to rush inside to get on my one skates. I...
CHAPTER 1 Late autumn snow had arrived. The riding school was closed until mid-spring so Rogan was ready to leave for his winter job splitting logs at the firewood and coal supply depot in the town as soon as Marin had arrived back from feeding hay to the horses that spent nights and stormy weather in the barn. ‘The kids are asleep. Have a cheerful day,’ Rogan said, kissing her goodbye. ‘Thanks for getting Peggy and Peter down.’ ‘I should be doing the horses, it’s man’s work.’ ‘You’re...
Molly owns a beautiful mountain woodland cottage. I built it for her, Off-grid, 1800 square feet in the middle of a hundred acres. It has hot and cold running water, central heating and cooling, modern appliances, and a zero-carbon footprint.When there is enough snow Molly invites several girlfriends to meet at her cabin and travel with her to a private ski slope. There have been some nice falls early this year, so we are getting a pre-Christmas jaunt.While we wait for the last straggler...
Lesbian“Mmm, you smell gorgeous.”Beth felt a shiver run down her spine as her husband cooed in her ear. The smooth, rich timbre of his voice always made her warm and fuzzy, but all the more so when it happened to be charming her with a compliment. She felt his hands rest on her hips as he pressed his body up behind her. Despite ten years of marriage John still made her feel girlish and giggly with his seductive attentions.“Hey, baby,” she replied with a smile.Beth’s hands were submerged in hot soapy...
Straight SexIn a move that has shocked the political world at large; the governments of Germany and the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics have concluded and signed a treaty of mutual non-aggression. The released statements of many world leaders has ranged across the spectrum, from ones of rejoicing that the prospects of another great war in Europe has been avoided, to others who unofficially are seeking more information or are involved in a series of ‘intense discussions’ with allied...
by the age of 15 we had tried out a lot out things with each other. We practiced kissing. And foreplay, she was inexperienced yet she gave the best blow jobs. My aunt then found a job and moved out right before we had sex. I am now 18 and my cousin is spending winter break at my house, but before she leaves her virginity will be mine. Knock knock knock! Was what I heard at the door my cousin Jessica was finally her. ”Jordan” she screamed as I opened the door. She was standing there...
This is story that happened about 10 years ago, and in that time of my life many bad things happened to me, so that period of my life is pushed back in my mind and only the good things flash back sometimes. I was 24 years old, I had passed heaven and hell so far and the story happens just when I ended long relationship with one girl. Maybe I will write this long and wide, and you are supposed to hear good porn story, but I hope you will forgive me that. I wanted to move out to live at my step...
It’s snowing outside. The coldness clings to the window as she watches the snow fall to the ground. Her warm breath fogs the window disrupting the reflection it makes of him behind her as he walks to her slowly. The closer he gets the warmer her breath. Wishing he would hug her around her waist, she raises her hand to the window pane leaving her waist a defenceless target. He strides to her in measured paces. Arriving behind her, he watches her dark raven hair cascading down her shoulders in...