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I took one last run before calling it a day. I enjoyed the sound my skis made cutting through the crust of undisturbed snow along the back trail I always saved for the last run of the day. As I emerged from the trees the sight of the lodge beckoned me. It had been an enjoyable day but it was time to go warm up. When the sun goes down in the high Rockies the air returns to its winter chill. Montana has some nice ski areas and this was one of them. The lodge where we were staying was fairly small. It was one of several this resort had built for winter recreation.

I let my goggles dangle from my neck as I kicked out of the skis and stood them in the rack next to the door. In the wide ready room that stretched the length of the lodge's front wall I got out of my coat, ski pants and boots, entering the lodge in just my spandex and thick socks, like everybody else did. It had been uncomfortable at first being in public in what was really my underwear. But since it was acceptable to everybody else I finally got used to it. Nobody ever made a big deal when nipples got hard or when men got erections -- plainly obvious in such thin, tight pants -- so I got over my embarrassment about that as well.

Things had changed in the fifteen years since I used to bring the family here. Hell, it wasn't just the lodge or the ski clothes that had changed either. Society itself seemed to have loosened up. If these were (as many of the preachers would have us believe) the "last days", it seemed we were intent on enjoying them.

I went up to the room and retrieved my laptop. I considered changing into some sweats or jeans but decided to stay in the spandex tights I'd worn under the ski pants. I had found that I enjoyed wearing them. The way they cradle my cock and balls felt great. Besides, on my way through the lounge, I noticed most of the other guests — both men and women -- had done the same thing.

I went back down and stepped into the main lounge. I spied my daughter sitting with some friends in the sunken main part of the lounge. I went to the bar to get a hot brandy before descending the three steps to the thick carpet. I saw an empty couch and crossed to it, setting up my computer on the table in front of it.

I was poring through the last pages I'd written the night before when Carla came to sit next to me, tucking her legs under her little round butt. I leaned back and she ruffled my hair. "So are you gonna write all night again or are you going to spend some time with your favorite daughter?" she asked.

"I'm sorry, honey, I didn't realize you noticed," I said. "I thought you'd like to spend some time with your new friends without me hanging around."

"Dad, it's been a long time since we've seen each other. Shit, it's been a long time since we were here, too. Not since..." She broke off. I saw her eyes glistening in the firelight but she didn't let the tears fall. I knew the pain of our loss was still too strong for her to talk about it much. We'd lost Carla's brother, her husband and their infant son in an accident fifteen years before. My wife -- Carla's mom -- and I had been with Carla in her car while George, Steve and little Alex drove in George's SUV. We had been returning from a weekend at the Oregon coast when the SUV was slammed into a tree by a logging truck coming the opposite way. It had just screamed past us and Carla saw the wreck in her rearview mirror and skidded to a stop on the shoulder.

They had all been killed instantly. Carla went nuts, of course. Dina and I weren't in much better shape, but we were not, after all, 19 years old and new mothers. We all went sort of crazy for a long time after that. Dina decided she needed to be on her own so she divorced me. It wasn't an angry divorce. We dissolved everything equably. I bought her share of the house and she moved to California. As a writer, I could work anywhere but the hills around Boise seemed to give me inspiration.

Carla stayed with me for a while and got some professional grief counseling. I went with her the first few sessions. It didn't take long for me to know that the counselor was way too young to know the kind of pain he was trying to deal with. It seemed to help Carla though.

She went back to school and got a Master's degree in biology. That, in turn, got her a good position in research. She dove in to her work and had never remarried. I don't know if she had even dated. We stayed in touch frequently, just as she stayed in touch with her mother. Still, she had moved halfway across the country -- to Saint Louis -- to take the job and I rarely got to see her.

So I was happy when she called the week before to tell me that her company was forcing her to take some of her accrued vacation. I'd suggested that we come up to the lodge the way we'd done when she and George were growing up. We both had a lot of fond memories from those days. It showed how far Carla had come in handling her grief that she'd so easily agreed. She had mentioned the fun we'd had as a family — but only a couple of isolated times. This was the first time we'd gone together to a place we'd enjoyed as a family.

I closed the laptop and leaned back, pulling Carla to into a hug. She resembled me with her straight nose and blue eyes but her figure was a carbon copy of her mother when we first met. As I sat there feeling her warmth next to me I reflected that Carla weren't all that different otherwise, either. I hadn't had any serious relationships since the divorce either. I worked hard -- too hard, Carla said ("Talk about the pot calling the kettle black," I'd told her) -- and never really had time for a relationship. We all compensate our own way, I guess.

Carla took a deep breath and let it out shakily. "Dad, I'm glad we came here," she said. "I was afraid at first that... but the place has changed so much it's almost like we're here for the first time." The old couple, Norwegians, who had owned and operated the lodge in the old days had sold it. It had never been a big place, so the new owners had added the new lodges to the property and updated the original building. They added six more rooms off the east end. With the original rooms upstairs that gave them an even dozen.

They'd made a lot of other changes and the total package had drawn a different class of winter sports enthusiasts. Where before it had been more of a family kind of place, it now catered to a younger professional class of folks. From their clothes and attitudes -- not to mention the vehicles in which they arrived -- it was clear that they had money.

I had risen in my career to a point where I wasn't hurting for cash. Carla's job paid well, and from things she'd said I knew she rarely spent much of her pay. So, as far as that aspect went, we fit in well enough. Unlike most of the other patrons here, though, we spent the rest of our year working instead of jetting around to Europe and the South Pacific.

Carla's friends -- the ones she'd been with when I came in -- she'd only met since we got here. She could talk the talk, I guess, while I sort of felt out of place. I looked at her as she leaned back under my arm, her eyes closed. She was thirty four now and had begun to show some of her age. After saying she resembled me, I guess it would sound egotistical to say she's good looking, but she is. Her short reddish brown hair curled naturally around her small ears. In her spandex it was plain that her body was still slender but shapely.

After Alex's death her milk-filled breasts had shrunken back almost to their original size. Exercise kept them firm. I noticed her nipples standing up under the tight green material and it made me uncomfortable. She's my daughter and I shouldn't be noticing that kind of thing. It was more uncomfortable because of the feelings the sight aroused in me. If I continued to think about her that way, my thoughts would become visibly obvious.

What had happened that morning, however, had made me even more uneasy than just the sight of her in skin tight clothes. I awoke to the sound of the shower running, the partly open door to the bathroom shedding light into the dim room. We had decided to save money by sharing a room. I stayed in bed, thinking over ideas for the novel I was working on. When the water stopped I rolled to my side, facing the bathroom door.

The mirror over the vanity was visible to me, though it was a little clouded from the steam of the shower. I heard the shower door slide open and I saw the light shift as Carla emerged and began to dry. The edge of the towel appeared briefly and then disappeared as she tossed it over the railing at the top of the doors. Then, as the cooler air began to clear the mirrors, Carla's reflection appeared. I was looking at my naked daughter's back and ass.

Then she faced the sink and leaned forward a bit. The attitude of her body made her ass jut out sexily and I began to get aroused. When she turned around to hang the towel from her hair over the door I saw her breasts and the hairless crease between her thighs. I hadn't known that she shaved her pubic hair. The sight made my growing erection burst into full bloom. I saw without really noticing that she was still tan from the summer sun.

I swallowed hard and rolled to my other side, imagining her lying naked on some sun drenched beach. I didn't know if she meant to come out of there naked or with a towel, but I knew better than to keep looking. I heard her moving around behind me. Then I felt her weight on my bed and she shook my shoulder. "Hey, Sleepyhead, are you gonna sleep all day?" she asked me. I took a deep breath before turning my head to look up at her.

I breathed a sigh — either out of relief or disappointment -- when I saw that she had put on one of the thick terrycloth robes the lodge supplied to the guests. My erection began to fall, but it didn't go away completely. I knew that the fine body I'd seen in the mirror was just inside those thick folds.

"What time is it?" I asked, sitting up and rubbing at my face. "It's still dark out."

"It's already six o'clock," she answered with a laugh. "What happened to the guy who was up every morning by five?"

"He got old," I said and she hugged me.

"You're not so old! Come on, I'm really hungry," Carla said, rising from the bed. "I'm gonna go down and have some pancakes. Join me when you get your ancient bones moving." That had been her favorite breakfast every year when we came to the lodge.

"Oh, pancakes have probably been replaced by their French cousins -- crepes."

"Then I'll have to have two orders to make up the difference. Oh! Bacon, too! I want bacon!" she grabbed some underclothes and went back in the bathroom, closing the door all the way that time. I took the opportunity to put my spandex on with some lightweight sweats over the top. I didn't want to run the chance of embarrassing myself.

Carla came out in her tight underwear. While she was picking out some ski pants I glanced at her crotch. The material had tucked itself into her vaginal crease, giving her a pretty little cameltoe. I tore my eyes away, glad I'd added the baggy sweats.

We went down to breakfast. After eating we got dressed and spent the day skiing and just enjoying each other's company. Carla told me about her work while we took breaks during the day. The erotic thoughts of the dawn faded and I felt like her father again.

Now, watching her next to me on the couch I remembered what I'd seen. As I said earlier, the atmosphere at the 'new' Timberline Lodge was a lot looser. So I didn't mind too much when I felt my cock swelling slightly, even though it was virtually on public display. Nobody was paying any attention to me anyway. Anybody who glanced our way would be drawn to the attractive 30-something woman next to me.

Carla opened her eyes. She grinned and yawned as she sat up and stretched. "I almost fell asleep. Must be from the cold air and all the exercise. It isn't even seven o'clock yet."

I pushed her hair back behind her ear and smiled at her. "I liked watching you. It reminded of watching you when you were little." She wrapped her arms around me for a fierce bear hug. I hugged her back and felt the tears well up in my eyes. Any parent will recognize the emotions I was feeling then. Regrets for all the lost time and my mistakes in parenting through the years made the love I felt bittersweet.

Carla pulled back and got to her feet. She pulled me up with her. My cock was clearly outlined but, mercifully, it had softened. We went to the dining room and were shown to a table. The waiter brought menus and Carla chose the small filet with a green salad. I had prime rib and a baked potato. We took the waiter up on his suggestion of a bottle of wine.

We ate and talked, drank that bottle and another as well. When it was gone I could see that Carla was unused to drinking, because she was moving with a looseness that she normally didn't have. Her words weren't exactly slurred, but they acquired a lazy quality they usually didn't have. I wasn't feeling much pain either, for that matter. Still, I decided to have a brandy. Carla didn't join me, but she sat with me as I sipped it.

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“It’s a fantastic idea, Beth, they’ll love it!”My younger sister had just explained her idea of taking our parents away for a holiday in the sun to celebrate their 30th wedding anniversary, and as usual with her, I thought it was a great suggestion. Although she was only twenty-three, Beth had always been the star c***d in our family, the one who worked hard and really achieved – she’d got a good job straight from university and could probably afford to treat the folks like this, but the nice...

3 years ago
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The Amazing Holiday

IntroductionThis is the story of the amazing holiday I took earlier this year with my girlfriend and her family. It was a one week stay at a little island off southern Spain. Let me introduce the cast. I’m Jack 32 from Yorkshire and this is my story. My girlfriend Kelly is 27 really pretty, long blonde hair, fit and toned from her 4 nights a week gym visits with very pert and firm 34c boobs. I was lucky to pull her as I would class her above my league but my wit and charm (and bank account)...

3 years ago
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The Holiday

Bridget had grown up on a small holding in Ireland in a Roman Catholic parish and had enjoyed her sister's company through their teens. They were told to leave the small holding when the stallion visited their mares but of course they always found a covert way to creep back close enough to see the mating.Bridget had been a bright young girl and encouraged by the parish priest's sponsorship she had been sent to boarding school and then she won a place at University and trained as a pharmacist....

3 years ago
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Family Holiday to Turkey Mums holiday

We chose Turkey because it has the best golf courses within our budget, or at least that’s what hubby thought. We chose Turkey because I find Turkish men attractive so I would also have some eye candy, and a bit or harmless flirting! The journey out was a bit of a nightmare but after a lengthy delay we eventually arrived just in time to go to sleep!! From the next morning I was proven right as hubby went off for a round of golf straight after breakfast and by the time I’d finished my coffee...

4 years ago
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Rebel Holiday

"So where have I gone wrong?" "You have not gone wrong Jane, its just that we are not going anywhere in this relationship" "Graham, I gave everything in this relationship, I gave up promotion opportunities,hobbies, you name it". Tears were now in her eyes, there was also a pause. She thought about the holiday in Spain she had booked for them both. "Jane we have both tried, but I find it hard now." He did not want to say it, but before he could even think about it, Jane asked...

4 years ago
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True Story Holiday

Me again with another true story, I've told a couple of story's now but none with my partner james as the star and i think its time to change that. I often feel so sorry for him, because he is a fucking great shag, yet i still fuck others and he's non the wiser. It isn't because he is shit or treats me bad its just because i love sex so much i just cannot help myself.Now this Particular story happened when a few weeks after mine and James's 1st date which was in my previous story. Now me and...

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Mature BBW I met on holiday

It all started back in the summer of 2017 in Fuerteventura while me and my girlfriend enjoyed our long awaited holiday abroad. We had a great 1st week there in the beaming sunshine among beautiful views and beautiful people. We soon realised we had booked ourselves into a predominantly German hotel. It soon became aparent that this holiday would probably be a very pirvate affair with there been a language barrier between us and the other guests. So we went about having a good time and enjoying...

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Mature BBW I met on holiday

It all started back in the summer of 2017 in Fuerteventura while me and my girlfriend enjoyed our long awaited holiday abroad. We had a great 1st week there in the beaming sunshine among beautiful views and beautiful people. We soon realised we had booked ourselves into a predominantly German hotel. It soon became aparent that this holiday would probably be a very pirvate affair with there been a language barrier between us and the other guests. So we went about having a good time and enjoying...

4 years ago
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Life changing holiday

Some years ago when I was around my mid 30's, married with a couple of k**s. My family and I were on holiday in Cyprus. We had a ground floor 3 bedroom apartment on a quiet part of the complex. It was just off peak season so the place wasn't too busy. The apartment had a patio overlooking large grassed area dotted with small shrubs and trees where people would sit during the day to sunbathe. This area had a path running round the perimeter and it ran past the patios of the apartments.One...

4 years ago
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Happy Holiday

When I was around 16 my parents decided to take me and my sister on a family holiday to a resort on one of the Spanish Islands. The day before we were due to leave, something came up in my father’s job and he had to stay behind. Ten days of sun, sea, sand and my sister and mother nagging me, and dragging me around the shops.We arrived late in the evening and had a quick look around the resort. It seemed to be your standard holiday resort, a group of buildings surrounding a large swimming pool...

3 years ago
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Working Holiday

Just back for a works tip to Spain, 11 days in a place i wont name as I dont want to give the game away, but I had a great time.Last time I was there was a lads holiday 9 years ago, this time I ended up with a house to myself because the guy who was supposed to cover the job was planning on bringing his wife and k** so the house was booked, when he dropped out I said I would do it.Ended up in a nice house with a little pool, was not too busy around there so no neighbors to complain. Good...

2 years ago
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Wifes fun holiday

It was the final day of what had been our best holiday so far. Never had we wined and dined and fucked and sucked so much. We had been at it from the moment the plane landed and taken our love making to new heights and destinations. From the beach to tree lined woods and from our hotel balcony to the back seat of taxis we had reignited the flame between us and tried many a new position along the way. Tonight, for our last night we were going back to our favorite restaurant where the manager...

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4 years ago
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Making Friends On Holiday

This is my first story... I yawned and stretched as the barman left my pina colada on the small table beside my sun lounger. 'Thank you Paulo' I said as he lifted my empty glass, smiled and walked away. I watched as he walked back to the bar, he was wearing white, lightweight linen trousers and I could easily see that he was wearing nothing beneath them. Damn his bum looked fine!. I stretched again, sat up and reached for my cool drink. I could get used to this life I thought, too bad I...

2 years ago
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I Want a Holiday

It had been a long hard winter in Cornwall but finally the first hints of spring were appearing. The sun was breaking through the clouds for a few hours each day and there were no longer icicles hanging from trees past midday. A few brave green shoots were appearing and even the odd bud was beginning to open. Instead of rabbit tracks in the snow there was the sounds of birds singing again. Indeed, the season had turned. As dusk began to fall one evening, an old tramp came trudging down a...

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Our Second Incest Holiday

Note : This story is completely fictional! The farmer couldn't wait to see us again,after we'd arranged to go down and stay in his fields again. As the time got nearer,my wife couldn't contain her excitement,knowing that being in the nude for two weeks,would allow our son to fuck her whenever her tits and cunt caused his cock to rise and show it's head! The previous holiday had seen us be nude for the whole two weeks,and our good friend,the farmer,also had the pleasure of getting into her...

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2 years ago
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Our walking holiday

We rented a house for a week in September near a coastal path so that we could explore sections of the coast. We chose late September as the weather would still be fine and the schools had returned for the autumn term. On our first day we woke up to a clear blue sky and thick dew on the grass. We planned to walk along the coast path for about two hours, have our lunch at a bay we wanted to explore and return by some of the inland paths. We weren’t in a rush and stopped to look at the views as...

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Family holiday to Turkey Dads holiday

At breakfast that morning they all discussed their plans for the day. “Well I think we’ll lie by the pool, what do you think Amy”. “I think that sounds like a plan” she chuckled back. “I don’t know how you do it girls” Dave said, “I need to register at the golf club and get familiar so I’ll probably just do 9 holes today and then see you later for a swim and a drink”. While the girls sunned themselves, Dave was enjoying a beer after his round of golf. He met up with a two older guys who were...

1 year ago
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The Coach Holiday

Karen Lister was a sixty-year-old lesbian who, a few months previously, had suffered the break up of a long term relationship. In the time that followed she had quite a lot of lesbian sex but did not meet anyone that she felt that she wanted to have a serious relationship with.As part of her recovery from the end of the relationship, she had booked herself on a six-day/five-night coach holiday in Scotland.She was onboard the coach and she had a window seat but she knew that the coach was fully...

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A Brother And Sister On Holiday

Their parent’s holiday in Spain is ruined when their father breaks his leg. So 18 year old Ryan and his 17 year old sister Clare go instead. Although they intended to enjoy the holiday in their own way, the two find that they want to spend all the time with each other. (MF-teens, inc, 1st, mast, oral, anal, rom) *** “Wow, Clare, this is some apartment,” gasped Ryan as he unlocked and pushed open the door of the timeshare apartment, between Malaga and Marbella on Spain’s...

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A Much Needed Quickie on Holiday

She watched her husband with an air of disbelief as he lay on the bed of the hotel room in the most unsexy underwear imaginable; the TV remote control in his hand as he flicked through the channels, never stopping on one longer than to recognise it as junk and move on to the next.Melissa just stood there and stared at him.  A pout formed on her lips as she imagined a young virile man in place of her husband; his cock hard and erect, just waiting for her to lower herself upon him. When she...

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3 years ago
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holiday

We have a holiday home, we go on holiday. It is a beautiful place, by the sea and mountain views. Pool on the terresen.It is a great place to relax.After Christmas my boyfriend has had a new girl to fuck one day a week. Normally he comes home after having sex, but lately he has more often stayed. After becoming a father, his dick has become harder, leaking more sperm during the act and making it horny. He invites this girl on holiday this summer. It's a sweet, kind, Spanish girl, pretty much...

3 years ago
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Aunt in law on holiday

I had fucked my wife’s aunt while on holiday it all began when my wife and I had booked a holiday to Singapore and decided to invite her Aunt and her husband. She wasn’t much older than us the age difference was one year. She was married shortly after our wedding. My wife and her aunt were very close from c***dhood as the age gap hasn’t that big and they were more like sisters than aunt and niece. They had always planned a couples holiday and it was finally going to happen. We had booked...

2 years ago
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deepest darkest descent holiday

hi its maria if your up to date with my story youll know that my husband is back very easily he accepted my new lifestyle but we felt we needed a holiday to discuss a few things especially what to tell the c***dren i spoke with jerome about our issues and he said fine you can go away but im going to tell you where to go and what to wear and remember what you are a black cock slut so dont be suprised if i dont pop along for the odd day or send some of the guys from the bar around to keep you in...

3 years ago
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Better than any holiday

It was holiday time, but not for me anyway. I live only with my father in a small town with not much to really do and usually me and him would go on holiday as families do. This year was different. He would be off to the fascinating world of Australia while I was off to stay at my Aunt's a few miles away. I have nothing against my Aunt, she is a lovely woman but I felt betrayed by my father as he originally said that there was not going to be a holiday that year. I asked many times if I could...

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