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Laura stood by the dormer window of their room in the ski lodge and watched as the group of cross-country skiers got themselves sorted out into some semblance of a straight line and headed off toward the horizon, where the sun was just making an appearance. There were about a dozen skiers, and the only way she could tell which one was her husband was by the distinct lime green color of his ski outfit.

Although their room was warm from the gas-log fire burning in the fireplace, the cold radiating from the windowpane caused her nipples to crinkle up and press out the front of her red see-through baby-doll nightie. The flimsy outfit cupped her large breasts into a tight cleavage, then flowed down, ending at her waist. The g-string panty was as transparent as the gown itself, revealing the light brown fur of her sex that barely hid the pink folds within. The nightgown was designed to accentuate, not to cover up, and if the skiers had been any closer to the lodge, Laura wouldn't have dared to stand that close to the window. The group was far enough away that she knew they couldn't see any details other than her light silhouette against the dark of the room behind her, even if any of them had decided to look back.

Laura sighed and turned from the window as the last skier topped the rise and dropped from sight over the other side of the hill. Her motion caused her breasts to sway back and forth, threatening to escape the confines of the straining red triangles of nylon. She grabbed her hairbrush and headed for the bathroom.

Laura watched her large breasts move back and forth as she brushed her hair to a luxurious sparkle. A blush spread across her chest and into her cheeks. Until this morning, Roger had never seen her dressed like this in the almost three years that they had been married. She had attended an all-girl high school at the insistence of her parents, and then gone on to a small private all-girl college. Her only contact with boys had been the rigidly structured, closely chaperoned dances at schools. Being shy, she had usually just danced with other girls.

After obtaining a mostly useless liberal arts degree, she had gone home to find that her parents had a young man "waiting in the wings" for her. She and Roger had "dated" for about six months, usually getting together for various family functions, before he popped the question. Six months later found them married and ensconced in the big house his parents had given them as a wedding present.

She had been a virgin for him on their wedding night, and she did her wifely duty and spread her legs and hoisted her gown for him whenever he wanted her to. She found that she enjoyed the pounding in her loins and the sweaty grabs and gropes as he made love to her, but she repressed her feelings. Her mother had explained to her that sexual urgings were just "part of being a man" and having to put up with her husband's assault was "part of being a wife." After he would spurt into her, she would get up and wipe herself off, then come back to bed, usually to find him already asleep. This was all Laura really knew about sex.

She looked down at her big boobs and shook her head. The nightie had been a waste of money. She had hoped it would help make Roger forego a day of skiing and stay in the lodge with her.

The weeklong ski vacation had been Roger's idea. Never mind the fact that she didn't ski at all. All he could think of was the total immersion into his current sport of choice. It seemed that every couple of months, he and his group of sports-crazed friends had another favorite activity that he had to take part in. Normally, Laura just stayed home and sat around their backyard pool or worked on her flowers in the sunroom while Roger went on these wild trips. Roger did very well as a consultant, which not only allowed him to take all these weeks off for his "jaunts," as he called them, but also allowed him to afford all of the equipment that these excursions seemed to call for.

This time, Roger had described a week of loafing around a ski lodge, sitting by the fire in the great room, sipping cocoa and playing backgammon. She had envisioned him making a few runs down the ski slopes, then joining her for a light brunch, followed by a few more runs and an afternoon of leisure and romance with her. Their nights would be filled with slow lovemaking under the moonlight streaming through the window.

It was with this verbal picture in mind that Laura had dared to purchase the red nightie. Just thinking about the experience of buying the gown made her blush. She just knew the sales clerk had her pegged as some sort of tramp for buying such an outfit. Laura's usual bedtime attire consisted of plain white cotton gowns, high-necked and reaching her ankles.

Laura flopped back across the large four-poster bed with another sigh. Her disillusionment had begun the day after she agreed to accompany him "just this once." She had returned from a shopping trip to buy some clothes for lounging around the ski lodge to find that Roger had made some purchases for her as well.

"You can't take all that stuff, honey," he had explained. "There is no road up to this lodge. You can only get there by snowmobile. The only clothes you will be taking will be what you can fit into a backpack. Here," he continued, tossing her a bright yellow ski outfit. "Go try this on. You'll need something warm to wear on the snowmobile."

Laura had exploded, telling him that if he expected her to live for a week on what she could cram into a small nylon pack, that he could damn well go on this jaunt by himself again! They had argued for the rest of the afternoon, Laura not budging until he agreed to buy a small trailer for the snowmobile to carry her luggage.

Their trip had started two days later before the sun came up. Roger explained that they had to reach the trailhead by 10:00 if they were going to reach the lodge before nightfall. Laura had dozed off and on while Roger babbled on and on about how much fun the trip would be.

They had arrived at the snow-covered parking lot as scheduled, and Roger wheeled their SUV into a row of hunter green clones and jumped out to greet his buddies and their wives. The parking lot was a whirlwind of activity as they yelled, and high-fived and slapped each other on the back, all while unloading the gear from their SUV's and sliding the snowmobiles from their trailers.

Laura slipped from their SUV and walked to the middle of the parking lot, looking around for a rest room. They had been on the road for over four hours, with their only stop being a drive-up window at a fast food place for breakfast sandwiches and coffee. That coffee was now making Laura quite uncomfortable. She interrupted Roger's male bonding ritual to ask him about comfort facilities.

"There's a portable shithouse up at the end of the parking lot," was his gruff reply. "Make it snappy, we're leaving in ten minutes."

She headed off toward the big green plastic box, already hating the one-piece ski suit. She knew she would have to practically remove it completely in order to sit and pee. The portable toilet lived up to her worst fears. It was filthy and it smelled, even in the sub-freezing temperatures. Of course, there was no toilet paper. Laura was reluctant to sit on the dirty toilet seat, so she squatted, holding her ski suit around her thighs as she hovered over the dark opening. She shivered as her piss gushed into the holding tank.

"Shit," she thought as she finished up, finding a scrap of tissue in her purse to wipe with. "The way this trip is turning out, the 'ski lodge' will probably turn out to be a lean-to made with old tree branches."

She left the smelly outhouse and hurried back to the group as fast as the slippery ground would allow. They were lined up ready to go and Laura noticed that most of the snowmobiles had trailers attached to them with skis and poles lashed to their sides. When asked, Roger told her that they contained food supplies for the week. They were the only ones pulling a trailer that contained mostly clothing.

A whirlwind of introductions followed, and Laura promptly forgot most of the names. There were seven couples including her and Roger, and their skimobile was placed next to the last in line. Roger told the couple behind them, Joe and Betty something, to yell if Laura fell off. After donning helmets, the caravan moved off, with Laura holding tightly to Roger's waist. The way the snowmobile was bouncing around, Roger might not have been joking when he told the people behind them to keep an eye on her.

To Laura, the trip lasted an eternity. She was glad that she had only had one cup of coffee and that she had been able to find a place to pee before they left. There were no stops along the way. When she leaned forward to ask Roger about lunch, he reached in a pouch on his belt and handed her a chunk of what looked like leather.

"Jerky," he yelled. "Bite off a piece and chew it 'til it softens up." Just then their snowmobile hit a bump and Laura had to grab wildly to stay on. The piece of jerky was left behind on the trail.

The steady vibration of the snowmobile, combined with the bumps along the trail and the lack of lunch had left Laura with a splitting headache. She was just about to tell Roger that they absolutely had to stop, when they topped a small rise and she saw a clearing before them with a large building in the middle of it.

"At least Roger didn't lie about the lodge," Laura thought with relief as she gazed at the huge ski lodge. It was a big log structure with a gray slate roof. Stone steps led up to a wrap-around porch that ran around the front and near side of the building. There was a huge stone chimney sticking up from the far end. Three dormer windows stuck out of the roof. A smaller windowless building off to the left had a couple of big barn doors on it and a huge pile of firewood stacked against it. The caravan of snowmobiles headed for this structure.

The silence was almost deafening as one by one, the snowmobiles were turned off. Their racket had silenced any birds in the area, and for a moment, the only sound Laura could hear was the metallic ticking of the snowmobile engines as they cooled off.

Laura pulled off her helmet and stepped off of the snowmobile, and promptly sat down in the snow. She had been sitting so long that her legs refused to work. Roger laughed, but she noticed that he was moving rather stiffly as he slowly climbed off of the snowmobile. The rest of the crowd was having the same difficulty, although Laura was the only one who fell.

Roger was opening the trailer as he told her that everyone needed to pitch in to unload all the supplies. Laura had informed him of her headache and her intention of going to bed to sleep it off. "Come with me now and show me our room," she said as she grabbed her overnight case. "You can bring the rest of our luggage up later."

Roger had helped her up the wide front steps and into the lodge. It was as cold inside as it was outside. "It'll get warm when we fire up the big fireplace," he had explained to her as they climbed the stairs to the second floor. "Also, each room has its own gas heater. I'll light that for you, but there won't be any running water until the pump is turned on and the boiler is fired up."

Laura's head was hurting so much that her eyes didn't want to focus. All she saw of the inside of the lodge was a kaleidoscope of images that refused to come together in her pounding head. She did notice that their room was very nice, with knotty pine walls, carpeting on the floor and rugged oak furniture. The bed was a king-sized four-poster piled with quilts and pillows.

"How did they get all this furniture up here on snowmobiles?" she had asked Roger.

"They didn't," he answered as he lit the gas logs in the small fireplace. "I think they brought everything up by helicopter."

"Helicopter! Why couldn't we have flown up here instead of riding all day on that damned machine."

Roger laughed as he headed back out to unpack. "We probably could have, but getting here by snowmobile is half the fun!"

Laura had slammed the door behind him. She had stripped off her boots and the ski suit and dived under the pile of covers in her bra and panties and shivered and cried herself to sleep. A couple of hours later, she had awakened to find the room dark and her headache receded to a manageable level. The room was warm and she got up and made her way into the attached bathroom by the faint blue light from the gas logs.

She automatically reached for a light switch and was surprised when the lights came on. The faint sound of a generator answered her unspoken question. "Wonder of wonders!" she laughed to herself as she switched on the light. "Indoor plumbing, a flush toilet and everything." The bathroom was painted a light salmon color with dark green accents. The vanity held two sinks with a large mirror across the wall in above them. A large shower stall surrounded by clear glass was in the corner by the vanity. There was a toilet across from the shower and a big claw-foot bathtub finished up the room. Dark green throw rugs and towels completed the decor.

Laura sat down to pee, noticing that the bathroom was fully stocked with soap, shampoo, and towels. She grinned when she noticed the end sheet of the toilet paper roll was folded to a dainty point. "Much nicer than the last facilities I used," she chuckled.

Laura could hear laughter and voices floating up from downstairs, but she still didn't feel like mingling with the others. She found a package of old cheese crackers in her overnight case and as she munched on them, her eyes fell on the red nightie she had bought on impulse the other day. "Wait 'til Roger sees this!" she thought as she took off her bra and panties and slipped on the wispy negligee. "If anything will keep him off the slopes and in my bed tomorrow, this will do the trick."

Laura had been asleep when Roger had come back into the room that night. He got undressed in the dark and climbed into bed without seeing the surprise outfit that Laura was wearing for him. He leaned over and kissed her cheek, then rolled over and went to sleep.

Laura awoke to the sounds of Roger moving quietly around the room getting dressed in his ski outfit. She sat up and stretched, allowing the covers to fall away from her magnificent breasts that were being offered up so sensuously by the triangles of red gossamer. "Why are you up so early, honey?" she queried with a yawn. "Are the lifts running already?"

"What lifts?" replied Roger as he zipped his suit and grabbed his goggles and gloves.

"The ski lifts, silly," said Laura as she slipped out of bed and swayed toward him, giving him the full effect of the nightie. "I thought we could spend the first morning in bed making up for that awful ride yesterday. You can ski some this afternoon while I soak in the tub."

Roger laughed, then explained to her the difference between downhill skiing and cross-country skiing. "There are no lifts, Laura. We'll leave this morning and head east. For lunch, we'll have some jerky on the trail. If we don't run into any problems, we'll be back here around sundown for dinner."

"And just what am I supposed to do here all day by myself?" Laura stormed.

"Well, you can sit by the fire, there's some books and magazines, you said something about soaking in a tub... Hey, I think there's a pinball machine in the back room."

"But what about us! What about this!" Laura twirled in front of him, showing off her lush body front and back. She was breathing hard and her full boobs bounced and quivered with each breath.

"Hey, nice outfit," Roger said as he looked her up and down. "You can wear that tonight after I get back. See ya, honey." He kissed her cheek and squeezed one of her boobs, then he was gone.

"Sixty bucks for a sexy nightie and he kisses my cheek and honks my breast." Laura thought as she fiercely brushed her hair. "Definitely a waste of money!"

She threw the brush down on the vanity and stared at herself in the mirror. At 26 years of age, she knew her body was just about at its peak. She couldn't understand why Roger would rather be off skiing than spending the day with her. Why was he so anxious for her to come on this trip if he was just going to go off and leave her alone every day?

Laura went into the bedroom and looked around. The ceiling sloped down from the center of the room toward the dormer window. The walls beside the dormer opening were only about three feet high, with small doors for storage. To the left of the door leading to the rest of the lodge was a large double-door wardrobe. On the right was a matching six-drawer dresser. A bench to her right held her suitcase and Roger's backpack. To the left of the bathroom door was a small fireplace with the gas logs, and beyond that, a small dressing table where Laura had placed her overnight bag the night before. The wall across from her was taken up by the large king-sized bed and a couple of nightstands.

Laura's clothes were on the floor by the bed, and as she took in the room, she realized that Roger had added to the mess by throwing his things around as he got ready to leave. Shaking her head, Laura spent a few minutes putting the room to order and storing their belongings away.

A rumbling from her stomach told her that she hadn't eaten anything except cheese crackers since the drive-through breakfast the morning before. Breakfast was definitely in order! She briefly thought about her robe, now hanging neatly on the hook in the bathroom, but with flash of daring, she decided to leave it hanging there. After all, she was the only one here until the rest of them got back 'at sundown for dinner.' She wondered if Roger expected her to have it ready and waiting for them.

Laura opened her door and stepped out on to the balcony that ran around three sides of the big lodge. She was standing in front of the middle door on her side, and she saw that there were three doors across from her, as well as two doors along the shorter wall at the end. The other end wall was filled by a huge stone fireplace and chimney. A set of stairs led down from each corner the balcony and met in the middle halfway down, then formed a larger staircase that completed the journey to the main floor. The main room was open to the ceiling with large trusses and beams holding up the roof. There was a large wagon wheel suspended from the roof with a dozen lamps around its perimeter.

Like her room, the walls were done in knotty pine planking polished to a golden hue. Large high-backed chairs and couches were grouped around coffee tables and end tables forming several conversational areas. There were several tasteful landscape paintings around the walls, depicting the local area as it went through its seasonal changes. Above the fireplace opening, was a large stuffed bear head. The hardwood floors were done to the same high polish as the walls and were covered in places by large rugs of a Native American design.

There was a big fire burning in the fireplace, but the heat didn't reach to where Laura was standing. She gave a little shiver as she looked around the room. Then she almost had a heart attack as the voice spoke:

"It's a lot warmer here by the fire. Come on down and pull up a chair."

Laura shrieked and looked around wildly, while her hands and arms tried to cover what the red nightie was designed to reveal. With the open ceiling and vaulted beams, the voice seemed to come from everywhere in the room at once. Then a movement by the fireplace caught her eye. One of the men in their group--Laura couldn't remember his name--had sat up from the depths of the overstuffed chair and was motioning her to come down.

"J-j-just a minute," stammered Laura as she backpedaled into her room, trying in vain to hide her entire body at once. She raced to the bathroom and grabbed her fleece robe, pulling it tightly around her. She stood for a moment as her trembling subsided and her breathing slowed. After thinking she was the only person in the lodge, that man had almost scared her to death!

After slipping her feet into her fuzzy slippers, she tentatively stepped back onto the balcony and looked back down at the man. He was standing by his chair now, and Laura could see that he was about as tall as Roger, but a bit heavier through the shoulders. He looked to be about five years older than Roger, with a tousled mop of brown hair. He was wearing gray sweats and white socks without any shoes.

"Come on down, you must be hungry. I didn't see you at dinner last night. Roger said you weren't feeling well." He beckoned again. "Hurry up. There's eggs 'n' toast 'n' stuff in the warmers in the kitchen. There's also hot water for coffee or cocoa or whatever you want."

Laura's hunger pangs overcame her shyness and she turned to the stairs and quickly descended into the great room of the lodge. Once on the main floor, she could see that the space under the rooms on her side of the lodge was divided into a large kitchen and dining room.

She grabbed a plate and quickly filled it with eggs, bacon and toast. There was a basket of silverware and a stack of ceramic coffee mugs at the end of the buffet table. Laura quickly made a cup of hot cocoa and added it to her breakfast tray. She had just turned toward the big table in the dining room when the man said, "Bring your stuff out here so we can get aquatinted." Laura turned toward the warmth of the fire. "My name is Sam, in case you don't remember from the parking lot yesterday," he continued at her approach.

"Hi, Sam, my name is Laura," she answered as she sat in the big chair beside him. She balanced the tray on her knees and made sure the robe was wrapped tightly around her. The two chairs were angled toward each other and the big fireplace, with a small round table between them. Laura took a sip of the cocoa and placed the mug safely on the table, then voraciously attacked the plate of food on her lap. Sam realized her hunger and was content just to sit and watch her eat.

Laura sat the empty tray on the floor beside her chair and picked up her cocoa. She stared at the fire for a few moments as she sipped the warm liquid, then she looked at Sam across the top of the cup. After another sip, she spoke, "You just about scared the life out of me when I was up on the balcony. I thought everyone was out skiing."

"Just about everyone left this morning on their skis. I don't ski. My wife, Bridget, is the skier, but she doesn't like to drive the snowmobile. I'm her chauffeur for the trip, at your service, ma'am." He made a mock bow from his seat across from her. Laura remembered that Bridget was the tall, tanned blonde in the extremely tight ski suit as Sam continued, "This time, I have another job, and a very pleasant one it is, too."

"What's that?" asked Laura, smiling at his little bow.

"This time, I get to keep you company while hubby is off on his little excursion," Sam said with a grin, looking her up and down.

Laura felt a little uncomfortable with his brief examination, but she was determined to be as pleasant as possible. "I don't know that I'll be such good company," she said with a little shake of her head. "I had a horrible headache when I arrived yesterday. The food has helped, but I don't want to take a chance on a relapse. I'll probably just nap in my room for most of the day, or soak in the tub or something."

"Hey, this is your vacation!" Sam countered. "You don't want to sleep or soak your whole day away, do you?"

"Well, not the whole day, but at least most of the morning," Laura replied. "With that grueling ride to get here yesterday, I can't imagine them wanting to spend the whole day on their skis. They'll probably be back by lunch time."

Sam gave her a funny look, like he was ready to say something, but then he smiled and changed the subject. "How 'bout a refill on that cocoa?" he asked as he stood up. "I'm going in for more coffee, and for a pretty lady like you, I'd even be willing to take your tray back to the kitchen as well."

Laura smiled at his light flirting. "Why, thank you, kind sir!" she said, fluttering her eyes at him. "I would dearly love another mug of cocoa." She handed him her tray and mug.

Sam left and soon returned with two steaming mugs. He carefully passed Laura's mug to her, than sat back down and stared at her over the rim of his cup as he gently blew across the hot liquid. He waited for her to take a sip, then he slowly and carefully said, "What would you say if I told you that they weren't skiing this morning? That they had just skied away over that ridge and then stopped at another place nearby?"

"I would say that your coffee must be laced with rum or something. That's absolutely crazy!" Laura replied as she set her mug on the table and leaned forward. "Roger has been talking about this ski trip for days. He stayed up almost all night two nights ago waxing his skis and working on his... his boots and bindings... or whatever they're called. He was so anxious to hit the trail this morning that he hardly noticed the nightie that I wore for him. He... I..." Laura stopped and blushed as she remembered that Sam had seen her in her nightie as well.

"Oh, he was anxious for this trip all right, but not for the skiing." Sam paused and looked her up and down again. Laura clutched the neckline of her robe together a little tighter and made sure that it was tucked neatly and modestly around her legs. Sam's 'examinations' were starting to bother her and she let it show on her face.

Sam looked her in the eyes for a moment, as if sensing her discomfort, then continued, "I'll make you a little wager. I'll bet I can prove to you that Roger isn't skiing right now, and all it will cost you is a ten-minute snowmobile ride. If I lose the bet, I will go into my room for the rest of the day and you won't see me again until the others return. You can have the run of the place and won't have to keep a death-grip on your robe there."

Laura looked down and forced her hands to relax a bit as she thought about Sam's startling revelation and his strange offer. "But... but what if you win the bet?" she asked in a voice that was almost a whisper. She took a deep breath and shook her head. Then in a normal voice, she continued, "No, this is ridiculous! Roger told me this morning that they were cross-country skiing and would be out most of the day."

"Then you have nothing to lose!" Sam exclaimed. "If you're so sure they're off skiing miles from here, then slip on your snow suit for ten minutes and then you won't have to put up with me staring at you all day."

There, he had brought his behavior out in the open. Laura thought she would take him up on his ridiculous offer, just to be rid of his roaming eyes, but still, she had to know why Sam was doing this. "So, what's in it for you? What if you win the bet?"

"What's in it for me?" Sam echoed. "First of all, I get a ten minute snowmobile ride with your arms wrapped around my waist." Sam grinned as Laura frowned at him. "But... If I win the bet, you have to spend the rest of the day with me..." He paused and looked her up and down again, then continued, "... but all you will be wearing is that little red number you were wearing when you made your debut on the balcony up there."

Laura jumped up, her cheeks burning red with anger. "You're crazy! There is no way I'll go to bed with you, whether I'm wearing that red nightie or not!"

"Whoa! Just a minute! Who said anything about going to bed? All I said was you that you spend the day with me in your nightie. You looked damn fine standing up there in that little red outfit earlier this morning. You're a lovely woman, Laura, with a fine body. All I wanted was another look at the goodies. It's not like I haven't seen you in it before. If I win the bet, I just get a closer look."

Laura was still angry. "I already told you; what happened this morning was an accident. I thought I was alone in the place. Besides," she continued, "Roger is out skiing somewhere. There's no way you would win the bet anyway."

Sam stood up to face her. "Then put your money where your mouth is, lady. If you're so damn sure I'm wrong, then take the bet and you'll have this place to yourself for the rest of the day just like you thought you were this morning. I'll be locked in my room and you can waltz around this place naked if you want to."

"All right, Mr. Smart Mouth, I'll take your silly bet. It will be a great pleasure to spend the day without the benefit of your presence," Laura snapped. "Roger told me they would be eating lunch out on the trail. If they were less than ten minutes away, they would come back here for lunch."

Sam stuck out his hand. "Then it's a bet?"

Laura grabbed his hand and gave it a quick shake. "Bet!" she replied. "I'll go get dressed."

"Just put your ski suit on over your nightie. That way, you won't have so much to change out of when we get back," Sam grinned as his eyes roved over her lush form again. "I'll meet you on the front porch in 5 minutes."

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Ski Buddies By Erica Wright Scott was my best friend and at 35 had been divorced 3 times. He knew what his problem was. Hell, we all knew it. He liked his sex nasty and kinky. Now we'd all like to think that there are beautiful women out there who can be `sluts in the bedroom and ladies in the living room.' Truth be told, there aren't many out there who can fulfill both needs. Scott would find cute girls who his parents loved but who were prisses in bed, or nasty sluts who he...

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Ski Trip Chaparone

Ski trip Chaperone ? by: Little Miss Vicky Kay If I had known what was in store for me, I would never have taken my kid sister and her friends skiing that weekend. They were being nice to me since I had volunteered and they loaded the car and made me breakfast and all I had to do was drive them to the ski slopes and chaperone. Otherwise my kid sister and her friends' parents would never have let them go. I was a sophomore in college and they were juniors in high school. I...

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Ski Trip

Just because Stacy and I went to the local Junior College don't think that we were stupid; neither of us were even close. Stacy wanted to become a nurse. She was in too much of a hurry to start helping people to go through a four year program. I wanted to become an engineer. My family was too poor to afford to send me, even after a scholarship. So, I went to school, worked, and saved every penny while I lived at home. We met at old Quarterlane High (Quarterlane being the street our college...

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ski resort

It was one of the best winters we had in the last couple years. I was now 19 and my friends thought we should take advantage of the weather and rent a chalet by the hill. We arrived all ready to get on the slopes, we decided to leave straight away and not waste the day. Our ski trips were always a lot of fun but this year was special. Erica had decided to join us. Throughout high school I always found myself doing odd, some may say perverse things around her. She was in my Latin class and I...

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ski resort

It was one of the best winters we had in the last couple years. I was now 19 and my friends thought we should take advantage of the weather and rent a chalet by the hill. We arrived all ready to get on the slopes, we decided to leave straight away and not waste the day. Our ski trips were always a lot of fun but this year was special. Erica had decided to join us. Throughout high school I always found myself doing odd, some may say perverse things around her. She was in my Latin class and I...

First Time
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Skiing In Zermatt

We met at a little cottage on the Italian side of the Zermatt Mountains on the slope down to Cervinia. The cottage was rather full so there were only a couple of free seats at the table as I sat at enjoying my Glüwein. She asked politely if she could sit down at the table, and I agreed readily. She took off her helmet and shook her head to release her blond locks and then opened her jacket to reveal a nice pair of breasts, stretching her figure-hugging ski polo. Her nipples made small dents in...

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SKIING WITH THE DAUGHTER

I've been skiing most of my life. There's something about the making first tracks in newly fallen snow with the wind in your face. The contrast between snow laden trees and blue skies is awe inspiring. My 16 year old daughter, Jenifer, Jen for short, started skiing when she was 14 when she got into high school. She hadn't wanted to ski until new friends she found in high school were hitting the sloops regularly during the winter. Jen and I had only gone skiing 2 or 3 times in the past. This...

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Skiing trip 3 Going Home

Skiing trip 3 - Going Home My life had chanced forever. Two days ago I was a virgin. Now I can proudly say I fucked three beautiful girls, one of them being my sister. Going on this skiing trip was the best choice I ever made I my life so you must believe me when I say, that a part of me did not want to get rescued. I would have stayed here for ever with the girls if it were up to me. These were nice fantasy’s but nothing more. We were going to be rescued one...

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Skiing trip 3 Going Home

Introduction: The third and probably last part of the story The third part and possibly the last one. Anyway if I decide to continue this story it will have to wait. Im already working on a new story. Hope you like it. Enjoy! Skiing trip 3 – Going Home My life had chanced forever. Two days ago I was a virgin. Now I can proudly say I fucked three beautiful girls, one of them being my sister. Going on this skiing trip was the best choice I ever made I my life so you must believe me when I...

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Skiing with My Daughter

Jen and I had only gone skiing 2 or 3 times in the past. This trip was her idea because everyone was busy. We got to the mountain early and skied every run until lunch. It snowed heavily during the morning replacing all the tracks with fresh powder every couple of runs. Over lunch we talked about leaving because of the heavy snow fall. "Do you think we should head home because of the snow?" I asked. "No. Let's stay for a couple more runs then head home" was Jen's reply. I did...

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Skiing trip

Skiing trip My name is Robert Dawson and I’m a 16 year old boy. This is the story of my first sexual experience and the way it changed my life forever. Me and my family live in Telford, a little city in the middle of England. My mother Diane raised us as a single parent , Dad died when I was only 3 years old . I was two young then to understand where he was but is missed him since. Its Pretty tough to grow up without a dad but I managed. Yeah and there are also my sisters Amy ,she is...

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Skiing holiday

I persuaded my partner Paula to agree to come skiing with me and suggested that her brother Mike and his girlfriend Lisa would like to come along to make up a foursome. I was quite happy to go off skiing on my own whilst they had lessons. Anyone who has been will know that you have some great times during lessons. I am very gregarious but I felt that Paula would like to have a familiar face or two learning with her. I would look them up when passing by to see how they were getting on and...

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Skiing Tights Morning Run

When we rolled out of bed, the windows were covered with frost but our small room was toasty. "Ready to get ready," Marlene asked. She pinched my bare ass and got me moving. I rummaged through my gear bag tossing out ski socks, gloves and high-performance compression top on to the bed. My breathing stopped and I pushed my hand deeper, searching. The bag was empty. "Shit.""What?" Marlene looked so damned sexy, her voluptuous body crammed into skin-tight top and hip-hugging tights. "I left my...

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Saskias Sweet Seduction 4

Saskia still shivers from coming, while her mind makes loops of all the lust and love, which have happened to her.She had this perfect plan to seduce me, which turned sour, or sweet? She isn't sure yet, but in fact she surrendered.Saskia is happy to be his sub and even enjoyed to eat out some woman for the very first time! She wonders whom?She suddenly feels shy and ashamed, as I remove the blindfold and she looks up, seeing Stella's triumphant smile. Saskia is completely confused! She had hot...

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Skiing Holiday

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...

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Saskia My First anal rape REPOST

As we walked up a particularly long and steep hill, my dad changed the conversation to something I was not expecting. ?Adam, today we?re not just going to be walking.? He started to explain. ?What do you mean by that?? I asked quite curiously. ?You?re seventeen in less than a month and you?re still whipped on that Saskia girl. We need to get you over this, so I?ve arranged a little surprise for you..? I thought this over for the next couple of minutes. I?d liked this girl since the end of my...

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Saskia My First anal rape

It was a bright early morning and I had just walked out the door with my father for a long walk. We did this often over school holidays but I hadn’t been going with lately since I’d been going to parties nearly every evening and sleeping over at most to ensure that my mother wouldn’t arrive at whatever time to find me dancing naked on a table in the middle of a fireplace with a Guinness quart in my hand. As odd as this sounds, my friends and I got pretty fucked up when we were drunk and this...

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Ski Trip

I waited until Hannah was fast asleep, and slipped out from underneath the duvet. My heart was racing and my stomach was in knots. I went into the bathroom and turned on the light, hoping the brightness wouldn’t escape underneath the door and wake her up. I slipped out of my comfy panda pyjamas, and pulled on the sexiest underwear I’d brought with me. Considering I was on a school skiing trip in Italy, the choice wasn’t vast. I managed to find lacy French knickers and matching black bra. I took...

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Ski Trip

I waited until Hannah was fast asleep, and slipped out from underneath the duvet. My heart was racing and my stomach was in knots. I went into the bathroom and turned on the light, hoping the brightness wouldn’t escape underneath the door and wake her up. I slipped out of my comfy panda pyjamas, and pulled on the sexiest underwear I’d brought with me. Considering I was on a school skiing trip in Italy, the choice wasn’t vast. I managed to find lacy French knickers and matching black bra.I took...

First Time
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Ski trip

A few months ago I rented a cabin to do a little skiing and also spend sometime with my fiance and her daughter. Since my fiance had to work early in the day, she asked me to pick up her daughter Isabella and get a head start on the trip. Isabella or Bell is a great k**, not only she is an A student but she also helps her mother around the house. She was always pleasant to me, despite being really close to her dad. Although she is not my blood daughter, I love her like she was my own. I picked...

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Skiing trip 2 Stranded

Introduction: the second part of the story This is the second part of the skiing trip story. If you liked the first one you will definitely like this to. It contains much more action. If you want me to continue the story you should let me know. I apologize for the language mistakes but as I said Im not English. I hope this is better then the first one. Please comment! Skiing trip 2 – Stranded I was standing naked in the mountain cabin with my full glory disposed to my sisters and the others...

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Saskias Sweet Seduction 3

Saskia surely shows submissiveness to me, offering all her tasty tight hot holes to my proud probing pole. For her final test I blindfold her. She hears someone else entering. She fears for a moment I will present her to be used by some other guy. However, she can not really imagine I would want to share her like that. I grab her by the back of her neck. On all fours she crawls forward until her face feels furry. She smells some sexy snatch! She has no time to ponder more, as she hears my wish...

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Saskias Sweet Seduction 2

Saskia set up to seduce me to become her sweet lover. Her sexy scenario to use our mutual crush took the turn of hot humiliation. She is not sure how to handle her shameful situation of finding satisfaction in her surrender to my anal assault. Seduction she saught? Submission she fell for! She still shivers from her unexpected strong orgasm and tries to get back her breath, while waiting for my orders. Slowly I withdraw my manhood from her anal canal. I admire that tasty tight red ass. She...

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Skiing In Vermont

Last winter my girlfriend, Kayla, and I took a weekend trip up to Vermont, and stayed in a beautiful ski resort near Killington Mountain. She's a snowboarder and I'm a skier, I know it's weird right? But anyway, we checked in Friday night and made sure we had our weekend passes. We were exhausted after the drive and ended up crashing soon bafter we unpacked.I woke up to Kayla getting changed and ready for a long day of skiing and boarding. The light from the sunrise was shining through the...

Straight Sex
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Skiing In Vermont

Last winter my girlfriend, Kayla, and I took a weekend trip up to Vermont, and stayed in a beautiful ski resort near Killington Mountain. She’s a snowboarder and I’m a skier, I know it’s weird right? But anyway, we checked in Friday night and made sure we had our weekend passes. We were exhausted after the drive and ended up crashing soon bafter we unpacked. I woke up to Kayla getting changed and ready for a long day of skiing and boarding. The light from the sunrise was shining through the...

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Skiing Holidays with an unexpected night

It was January and as every year I went with a couple of friends on a Ski holyday near my hometown in Tyrol.We usually are a group of five to 12 friends, this year we were 10 people. 7 men and 3 Girls, with one of the girls Maria I had a couple of months ago an affair, had a few times sex and a nice episode on a toilet of a club, but to that story I will come later. This year a friend of Mary, named Anna which I never have met before also joined our Group. Anna was a red haired girl from next...

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Saskias Sweet Seduction 1

Saskia is a slender sexy sweet student, a shorthaired beautiful brunette with tasty tiny tits and boyish bumsAs she feverishly fancies me, she tries to seduce me, showing off on occasion almost all of her private partsShe still keeps some secrets for me between her lovely looking legs, I know well how hard her nipples can getKind of weird that I kept my cool on those occasions, as she is awesomely attractive, wearing only a little slipI am hot as hell as well for her, as she looks exactly like...

3 years ago
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Ski House

I was the first to get to the house up in the mountain, my 2010 Toyota Camry had a tough time climbing the steep roads, but the area hadn’t seen too much snow this season so I managed alright. As I found the driveway and rolled up to the fairly large log cabin where we would be spending the next week the DJ on the radio warned that there was going to be a massive storm in the next few days. I was glad that I wasn’t going to be driving in that, he made it sound pretty miserable with high winds,...

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Ski Bunnies and Chaperones

The group of school girls at the lodge were giggling and laughing as I entered the dining room. There were twelve in all, plus the two chaperones. They were booked in for the weekend and had created some chaos on the slopes before being herded into the dining room.I took seat a the bar and watched the young women as they laughed and enjoyed their dinner. The two older women smiled back at me as I glanced towards them. I decided to take a chance and went over to the table."Mind if I join you...

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Ski Condo

Cathy is about 5’6” tall, dark hair, dark eyes, thin, with small a-cup breasts. I don’t mind at all…in fact, I really like them. She has great legs and a fantastic ass. I’m 6’ tall with dark hair and green eyes, and I’m in good shape. This story takes place when we had been dating for about a year and a half. We decided to take a trip with some friends of ours, Kristin and Ken. Kristin and Cathy were good friends through work, and had gotten married a few months earlier. We went to...

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Ski Condo

Introduction: My first story My wife, Cathy, and I have been married for 5 years now. When we started dating, we were somewhat adventurous in our sex life. We had the occasional sex in the car. When we traveled we would sometimes have sex on the balcony of the hotel room. Occasionally we would talk dirty. Of course, when we first met I didnt think she would be that way. She is somewhat religious and pretty conservative. I learned quickly that, a few drinks in, she can get a little more...

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Upskirt TV

Tune in to UpSkirt TV, and what do you think you’ll find? Sometimes the simplest names for websites are among the best because they tell you right up front what you’re going to see inside. If the channel is called UpSkirt, it’d be an absolute fucking bait-and-switch shitshow to offer you anything but flashes of panty, pussy, and ass from beneath the flowing fabric of a beautiful woman’s skirt. Don’t worry, friends, because your old friend ThePornDude isn’t here to mislead you but to lead you...

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Skippy is away

Hello all just wanted to share last nights experience with you. Some of you here in xhamster world know skippy has went to NC as he runs a disaster clean up company. While he was away I had a little fun with a co-worker that I enjoy on occasion. So Thursday afternoon he comes walking into my office an says hey what's going on Friday night? I said nothing as you know skippy is still away. He says great I have an idea an will fill you in shortly. I say okay an he leaves . About a hour later Tim...

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Upskirt

Reddit Upskirt, aka r/Upskirt! Does your wee-wee get excited from the sight of a hot upskirt view? Well, you are not the only one. In fact, there is a whole community dedicated to that niche, and it can be found on Reddit. If you visit /r/Upskirt, which is a subreddit, you will get to see all kinds of upskirt photos and videos. Some chicks like to reveal everything, while others keep it classy; basically, a mesh of everything.I think that that paragraph should be enough for you to decide...

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Skiing Tights Days End

At the loading area, Marlene and I stood together but twisted away from each other. The chair came along, we grabbed the outer bars and swung up over the safety rope. Together we pulled the bar down and put our skis on the narrow foot-rest. I looked forward and we had at least ten minutes before we reached the top."So?" With scarf over her face and goggles with mirrored lenses, she was muffled and inscrutable."What?""Are the pantyhose keeping you warm?""You mean the tights you loaned me?" I...

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Skiing TightsApregraves Ski

At the loading area, Marlene and I stood together but twisted away from each other. The chair came along, we grabbed the outer bars and swung up over the emergency-stop rope. Together we pulled the safety bar down and put our skis on the narrow footrest.″So?″ With scarf over her face and goggles with mirrored lenses, she was muffled and inscrutable.″What?″″Are the pantyhose keeping you warm?″″You mean the tights you loaned me?″ I thought for a second and realized my ass was not cold. ″Yes,...

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Skipper Chapter Six

Skipper Chapter 6. Thursday dawned bright but chilly. October is always an unpredictable month. One can sometimes enjoy a late warm 'Indian Summer' but alternatively one can catch an early frost. This morning was frosty. I studied the sky through my hotel window as Sissy arrived with a tray of breakfasts. I protested at her unnecessary effort. "There's no need to have done that. I was just coming down." "Don't worry. You're the only resident here. It's midweek in...

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Skipper Licked Me Daddy

I pulled my F250 into the driveway, bounced up to the garage and slammed on the brakes. I threw open my door, then stopped, trying to calm my temper and organize my thoughts. Murder was illegal in Washington. “Slow down, don’t go in there mad,” I muttered to myself. I hated getting calls on my cell phone when I’m in the woods, trying to put down an acre of timber before the owners get mad and parcel it off to somebody else. It really pisses me off when somebody...

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Skipper Chapter Five

Skipper, Chapter Five - By: Beverly Taff I was surprised at the speed of developments. After a few phone calls I was advised that the girls Jennifer and Beatrice would be arriving on the following Tuesday. I talked long and hard with Mrs Bodkin about preparations but she assured me the girls were well clothed and only needed a warm room. I panicked a little but decided it might be best if I provided the barest essentials and then take the girls on a shopping spree to decorate their...

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Skiing with My DaugherPart 2

Chris was the first to get in the tub. She moved over to me and lifted her body on to my lap facing me. She kissed my lightly on the lips. Jen moved in next to me and rested her hand on my thigh. I got another twinge in my cock and groin. Chris started. "So I hear you want to talk about this?' "We'll yeah, sort of." I responded. "Go ahead." Chris said. "Why me? What Jen and I did was totally immoral." I said. Chris looked at me then at Jen. She leaned over to Jen...

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Skiing trip 2 Stranded

If you want me to continue the story you should let me know. I apologize for the language mistakes but as I said I’m not English. I hope this is better then the first one. Please comment! Skiing trip 2 - Stranded I was standing naked in the mountain cabin with my full glory disposed to my sisters and the others viewing pleasure. My cock was pulsating about to burst any moment. I was frozen to the spot for a few seconds before deciding that the best way out of this...

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Skiing Tights Got the Picture

Throughout the whole story, there's one thing that I never clarified about Marlene and me: the exact nature of our relationship. If you've been keeping up, you know that it's intimate, to say the least. But the background in this is we met by accident. It was a warm October. She was finishing her drink and leave the lounger as it had become quiet. We were the only two people at the fancy bar, both dressed and not knowing that there was some big single's shindig across town. So, I sat beside...

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Skipper Chapter Fourteen

Skipper, Chapter 14 - By: Beverly Taff We arrived outside the school a little early so we settled down in the Land rover and fell to chatting generally. Firstly we chatted about the set-up at the cottage. "You can sleep with the girls in their study any time you wish if you miss their company." "I probably will," she replied ruefully. "It's difficult to be separated from them now I have them back. I feel so guilty about having to abandon them." "Having to abandon them?" I...

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Skipper Licked Me Daddy 3

Introduction: The last in a three part series. Skipper Licked Me, Daddy 3 I measured off a 10-foot log with my 10-foot pole, then began sawing. The chain saw made light work of the 30-inch log. I delimbed my way up the tree, surveyed the next length of log and decided I could get a straight 14 footer out of it, without losing much width. I changed to the longer pole and cut the last log of the day. As the sound of the chainsaw died, I looked around the small clearing. It was churned up mud and...

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Skipper Licked Me Daddy 3

I measured off a 10-foot log with my 10-foot pole, then began sawing. The chain saw made light work of the 30-inch log. I delimbed my way up the tree, surveyed the next length of log and decided I could get a straight 14 footer out of it, without losing much width. I changed to the longer pole and cut the last log of the day. As the sound of the chainsaw died, I looked around the small clearing. It was churned up mud and struggling grass. The mud was from my tractor, which I used for...

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Skipper Chapter Four

Skipper, Chapter Four - By: Beverly Taff I woke the next morning to a knock on my door as Sissy brought me breakfast. I was feeling deadly. "God you look a mess. You'd better get yourself home and tidied up before Margaret sees you. She'll be here all afternoon doing my accounts." After finishing breakfast, I sneaked out to my car and drove home to clean up and choose a new outfit. This took most of the morning and after I was finally happy about my appearance, I carefully hung...

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Skipper Chapter One

Skipper, Chapter One - By: Beverly Taff I tapped the chart thoughtfully as my coffee threatened to spill across the chartroom table. Mac, the chief mate eyed me silently as I weighed up the pros and cons. "Penny for your thoughts," I suggested. "Och! Ye know my thoughts. Mac was right of course. In the old days, it was always safer to take the inshore route but since the destabilisation of the Horn of Africa, political forces had driven the local fishermen and political...

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Skipper Chapter Two

Skipper, Chapter Two - By: Beverly Taff. We arrived at Heathrow airport in the dead of night. Two very sleepy little girls grumbled about the immigration delays but their story had pre-empted their arrival. The immigration authorities met us with two social workers and a policewoman. The social worker immediately put me on the defensive. I had been in care myself as a child after my transvestism had caused the rift between the family and me. Fortunately that had been over forty-five...

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Upskirt pussy display lucky voyeur spot

In a nightclub years ago I had a holy grail moment and caught my one and only pantiless upskirt. There was an outside smoking area with heat lamps and some seating. If you weren't lucky enough to get a stool you sat on the floor. It provided no end of upskirt shots later in the night when girls were pissed or whatever.We were sat in a group of 3, my friend his girl Lou and me. She was new on the scene and while none of us wanted to admit it her plain face was overshadowed by a hot body and a...

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