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Bikini Snow Skiing


When I was in college I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would get such a prestigious job at a year round resort with skiing in the winter, golf in the summer, and all of the other things that were going on. They had condos, hotels, tennis courts, and an Olympic size swimming pool. There was something going on all of the time.

It is amazing what doors open up for you when you graduate at the top of your class from Cornell University with a Master’s Degree in Business. I was hired right out of college as an executive at the ski resort. It pays very well too.

The ski season starts about two weeks before Thanksgiving and lasts to about mid April. At our Staff Meeting in October I suggested that we could hold a Bikini Skiing Contest, so my boss put me in charge of organizing it. Those ‘Snow Bunnies’ as we call them are beautiful, sexy, and looking for a little fun away from home.

I was able to schedule the ‘Bikini Snow Skiing Contest’ for Saturday, February the sixteenth, which was just two days after Saint Valentine’s Day next year. The prize was to be a thousand dollars for first place, five hundred dollars for second place, and one hundred dollars for third place. So for several weeks before hand I was soliciting contestants. I could provide them with free admission for them and one guest on that Saturday in February if they signed up in advance and promised to wear a bikini that day to ski in.

I figured that I could use some publicity photos so after they signed the paperwork and provided me with their identification and proof of age I asked them to put on a bikini and pose for some publicity photos. I bought a nice variety of very skimpy bikinis at a local shop. I was going to use my own digital camera and the photos were going to be mine too since I had them sign a model release to that effect.

Peggy was the first girl to take me up on my offer. I had seen her flirting with every one of our cute ski instructors so I approached her with the idea of entering our Bikini Contest in February and she accepted. I had actually been wondering if my bikini idea was going to work out at all. Peggy was my only bite in that first week of trying.

Peggy was your typical Snow Bunny. She was blonde, thin, and very attractive. She was full of energy, smiled all of the time, and she was constantly throwing herself at our ski instructors.

I brought her up to my office to fill out the contest application. She was eighteen years old and still a senior in high school. When she flirted with me she just poured on the sex. Her ski jumpsuit got warm and the zipper came down. Apparently she was just wearing a bra under her ski suit. Well she had only shown me her bra so far anyway. The paperwork went smoothly and I Xeroxed her identification to attach to her application. When I handed her the model release and explained that I needed it signed for publicity photos. She was all for it.

I had Peggy stand for me while I took some pictures. She started lowering her zipper even more as I took sexier pictures of her. Soon her zipper was to her crotch and she opened it up and slid it halfway down her arms. I just love those sleek one-piece jumpsuits. Her bra was a lacy white thing that supported her very nice breasts and her panties matched as I had suspected. A girl this sexy would never wear mismatched underwear to a place like this, hell she wouldn’t be caught dead in anything ordinary either. Her suit slipped down her legs smoothly and bunched at the top of her boots, which came off and then she stepped out of her jumpsuit.

Peggy thought nothing of posing in her bra and panties for a perfect stranger. She just radiated sex. When I asked her if she would put on a bikini for some pictures she asked me what was wrong with her skiing in her bra and panties. I really didn’t have an answer for her. She had just been teasing me and said that she would put a bikini on for me if it was really necessary. I brought out my collection of bikinis and told Peggy that I would step outside until she was ready. To which Peggy replied that I didn’t have to leave the room and that she didn’t mind if I watched her change. She even told me that I could take some pictures of her in the nude if I wanted too. Well the tent that had already formed in my pants gave her my answer. So I watched and took pictures as Peggy tried on three of my tiny bikinis. Peggy was built a little bigger than they were meant for, so they showed off quite a bit more of her assets. Peggy sure didn’t mind how they fit even when I had her stand out on my balcony so that I could get our beautiful snow covered resort in the background behind her. Peggy really wanted to pose nude for me on my balcony too. She was certainly what I needed for our bikini contest so I let her.

After the nude pictures on the balcony Peggy came back inside, closed the glass doors behind her, and pressed her luscious tits into my chest as she kissed me. It didn’t take me very long at all to get my clothes off. She even helped me. This sweet angel was in a big hurry to get fucked. So was I. I helped her to the couch where I plowed my cock into her unceremoniously. Peggy didn’t care because everything that she had done prior to that was foreplay. She had come to our ski resort that day with the intention of getting laid. She had worn only her bra and panties on purpose too. She was just what every ski instructor wanted…including the female instructors. Peggy was a wet dream come true. I could see her winning the contest already. No other girl could compete with her in a bikini or out of it either. I was making love to the ski bunny of all ski bunnies. As I filled her with my cum she wrapped all of her extremities around me and exploded in her own orgasm before going limp and resting her head back against my couch. Splayed out in that position I could not pass up the opportunity to take more pictures of her. Peggy smiled up at me and said that I had made her day. Little did she know that she had made my day, my week, my month, and even my year. I had dreamed of girls like Peggy all my life. Peggy wiped her pussy dry with my underwear and then put her bra and panties back on before slipping on her jumpsuit, boots, and kissing me goodbye.

Now I knew for sure what to look for in a contestant. However I still felt that a shy girl would be nice too so I didn’t give up asking every girl that I could to sign up for my bikini contest.

For the next couple of days every girl that I approached turned me down. I had posters on the doors of every entrance, every lady’s bathroom, and on the changing room doors too.

Finally three teenage girls were sent to me that wished to sign up however they were only sixteen so I told them that I needed at least one of their parents to come up and sign the permission slip. Then I added that it had to be done in person and in my presence. They weren’t going to sign for the other one and hand them back to me. So I sent them away. In an hour all three girls were back again and they had brought their mothers with them. Surprisingly they had talked their mothers into signing up for the bikini contest too. Fantastic! So they filled out the six applications, provided the appropriate identification, and posed in my skimpy bikinis. The mothers were not at all pleased with the sizes in my selection but they said that they were going to look for some to wear to the contest in February. Anyway I got some very nice pictures of the six ladies and a lot of close-ups that they didn’t even know about. I saw some pubic hairs that went wild when they tried to stuff them into their bottoms. I made sure to get the mother and daughter combinations too.

Things were going pretty well when my boss asked me and he was pleased that I had a dozen girls signed up at the time. He was hoping for fifty to a hundred bikini-clad girls all over the resort that day. He was thinking about increasing the publicity and had decided to split the girls into more groups. He suggested under eighteen, eighteen to twenty-five, and older than twenty-five. Then he suggested that I should try to organize an over fifty group too. He started thinking about having celebrity guest judges, however he was going to put someone else in charge of getting them. I was to concentrate on signing up the girls.

I put up new posters with the four categories on them. I had just finished when a woman came up to me and said that she wanted to enter my contest. When she told me that she wanted to join the over fifty contest I really couldn’t believe it. She didn’t look a day over thirty-five years old. She thanked me for the compliment but produced her driver’s license to prove me wrong. She filled out and signed everything and then told me that she didn’t have a bikini with her. Before I could tell her that I had some she suggested that she just cover the ‘good’ parts from the camera with her hands. Okay!

Pauline was simply fantastic. She had already removed her parka so she removed her boots and her ski pants. She looked great in her tight stretch pants and her winter sweater. Her breasts stretched the material of her sweater out very nicely. Pauline had two rather nice hills under there too. Her stretch pants had those straps that go under her feet to hold them down in place. They were white and they were snug. I could see a slight camel-toe in her crotch and the hint of her red panties under them. As she turned and leaned over to set things on the end of my couch I could tell that her panties were tongs. Pauline turned and smiled at me and then she asked me if I would like some pictures of her dressed. I sure would, she looked beautiful. She posed in my chair, on my couch, and in front of my glass door leading to the balcony. Then Pauline removed her sweater and I saw her red bra. It had holes in the ends of her cups so that her nipples were poking out. She smiled at me as I stared at her erect nipples. I took some more pictures. She reached back and unhooked her bra then removed it. She then removed her stretch pants also. Pauline posed in just her thong panties and then removed them too. Her pussy had just a thin strip of fur showing above her slit. Every pose required five or six pictures to get her naked and then covered properly. The naked part was no problem at all. The covered part got better as Pauline bent her right hand down at an angle from her forearm then covered her right nipple with her arm and her left nipple with her fingers. Her left hand could then be free to cover her pussy.

After the pictures had been taken it was Pauline that asked me if I wanted to have sex with her. Yes I did and she knew that. At that time her age did not even cross my mind, she was just hot. We made sweet passionate love on my couch for a long time. I nuzzled into her neck and made shivers run up her spine. Pauline not only looked good but she tasted good too. Her honey pot tasted like fresh picked peaches. Honestly! It might have been some flavor that she had added but it tasted great and I could hardly stop eating her long enough to fuck her. Pauline sure enjoyed having a cock half her age give her cervix a tickle. I gave her three orgasms then I cum in her powerfully. Pauline thanked me for the great sex and said that she would be seeing me again before February. I told her that I would be looking forward to it.

As the weeks went on I picked up more and more girls but very few in the over fifty category. Most of the older ladies had some sort of excuse for not doing it. One day I approached a group of senior citizens and offered them free lessons and lift tickets if they would sign up for the Bikini Skiing Contest. Surprisingly I got five of the women to take me up on my offer.

I was in pretty good shape then. I had over sixty women signed up already and I had enough in each group to actually make it a contest. It just wouldn’t be much of a contest with three women over fifty vying for the three cash prizes now, would it.

Then that weekend just before the contest a very attractive woman approached me with a problem that she had. Basically a businessman had brought his wife, his daughter, and his girlfriend slash secretary on vacation to our resort for ten days. In essence she offered me her daughter if I could do something to discredit the girlfriend. What!

Mona had heard some idle gossip that I had fucked half of the contestants in next Saturday’s bikini contest and said that she might be able to get her husband’s secretary to sign up. Then she wanted me to fuck her, get pictures of it, and then turn them over to her so that she could show her husband what a slut he had for a secretary. I believed that she was trying to save her marriage. As to my reward she had a nineteen-year-old daughter that she was willing to pawn off on me. Yeah right!

Well when Mona pointed out the secretary I was all for it. She was absolutely gorgeous, she had nice big tits, and she was sexy as hell. I took it from there. I walked over to the young woman and told her how gorgeous she looked and that I would love to have her enter my bikini contest. I even told her that she was a shoe in for the thousand dollar first prize. That was exactly what she wanted to hear. Money was definitely her downfall.

I escorted Valerie up to my office to fill out the paperwork. Mona was right about her. Valerie was a slut. After she signed everything she was easy to get to pose naked for me. She was raunchy as hell too. She posed like most of the other girls had but then she went wild. She looked around my office at various autographed sports memorabilia that I had on display. Whenever a celebrity had come to our resort I had gotten most of their autographs. Valerie proceeded to fuck herself with my collection of tennis racket handles, golf club handles, and even the small end of my baseball bats. I just about panicked though when she shoved my Richard Petty autographed Coke bottle into her pussy. It was priceless and couldn’t be replaced either, however I could not resist taking the pictures. Then I carefully took it out of Valerie’s pussy, checked the signature, and put it back up on my mantle.

I had a six-pack of Budweiser in my drawer so I shoved every one of them into her pussy personally as I snapped off pictures. Then I had Valerie autograph all six labels for me. My boss would love one of those. Fucking Valerie was a cinch. She was even expecting it. She was actually a very good fuck too. She could do things with her pussy that I had never felt before. She could clamp down on my rigid cock and milk me with that thing. She could twist her body into positions that I had only seen in books. I fucked Valerie for all I was worth that afternoon. She stuck around for round two and posed some more in between. At one point she had her pussy opened up so wide with her fingers that I could see right down into her depths. This woman belonged in Hustler Magazine not in a class act like Playboy or Penthouse. She really was raunchy but oh so gorgeous. With a little help from me she even got the fat end of my baseball bat into her pussy, at least about eight inches of it. Those pictures were worth a thousand dollars. Valerie was not in any hurry to leave my office after our second fuck either except her cell phone rang. It was Mona’s husband wondering where she was. She told him that she was in the lady’s room and that she would come to him shortly. I had the whole two hours on videotape including the lie at the very end. Valerie promised me an encore performance Thursday, Saint Valentine’s Day. Wow! She is fucking her boss on vacation and she still wants to give me a Saint Valentine’s Day fuck. Okay!

Mona came back into my office about an hour later to see how things had turned out. I played her some of the videotape and told her that I would transfer it to a DVD that night at home and give her a copy. I also asked her not to show it to her husband until after the bikini contest. I didn’t want anything to ruin that. There was no telling what would happen if everyone knew that I had fucked some of the contestants, however I was not one of the judges either.

The next morning was Sunday and Mona came by to pick up her copy of the DVD and to introduce me to her nineteen-year-old daughter Claudette. Claudette was the most beautiful young lady that I had ever seen. She was very quiet, well dressed, and apparently didn’t ski. She was dressed in a rather nice medium length black skirt, a white blouse that was almost fully buttoned, and she was wearing a short black sweater that was tied under her breasts. As Claudette sat in the chair next to her mother I noticed her legs. They were perfect, they were crossed appropriately, and they were long. I could see some of her white bra as it shone under her white blouse. Her hair shined like in a commercial and it was up on top of her head in a long ponytail.

As Mona left she gave me a kiss and said, “Claudette you know why you are here?”

Claudette blushed and said, “Yes mother.”

When Mona left I asked Claudette what she knew about why she was here. She told me that she was my payment for helping her mother get even with Valerie for trying to steal her husband away. Okay but what did she expect to happen? She didn’t know.

As we talked I learned more about Claudette. She had been brought up very strict and proper. She had been to a young woman’s boarding school in England and she had just the sweetest accent. She was also a virgin and had never even been kissed by a boy yet. Claudette was absolutely perfect and pure as the driven snow. How could her mother feed her to a lion like me? Apparently it was an act of desperation. Claudette was the most valuable thing that Mona had to offer me. It was clearly a last ditch effort to save her marriage. But at her daughter’s expense?

Claudette made it clear that she intended to obey her mother’s wishes and spend every minute with me until she had to leave the following Sunday evening. I would have eight days with this wonderful work of art. Claudette was very well educated in almost everything from current world events to literature, paintings, and sculptures. While in England she had toured most of the art museums in Europe. She had even met both of Princess Diana’s sons. She could play the violin, the piano, and the harp. She was really into classical music. She knew very little about television or movies, however she had seen many of the Broadway plays in New York City. Claudette was way out of my league but there she was in my office none the less.

I took her to lunch but not to our restaurant, I took her into town. I did not want to attract a lot of attention. In the restaurant Claudette pronounced every word correctly even the French, Spanish, and Italian words. She could also speak German. Wow! I could only dream of having a woman like this. At twenty-five years old I thought that I was doing pretty well and I was. I was also the youngest executive at the ski resort. With the eighteen-hole golf course, tennis tournaments, wedding receptions, and industrial clambakes we were certainly open year-round. I am even buying one of the condos that we sell right at the resort.

After lunch Claudette helped me pick out a few bottles of wine. She was very knowledgeable about such things. I returned to work but left shortly so that I could take Claudette to my place. We opened a bottle of wine and she told me all about the vineyard that it had come from in France. About halfway through the bottle of wine Claudette found a classical music station on my radio. She had me stand and then she tried to teach me the Waltz. As she pressed her breasts into my chest her perfume permeated the air around me. It was like an aphrodisiac. I was slowly falling in love with this woman. Claudette was simply amazing to be around.

When I offered to take her out to eat dinner she suggested a quick trip to the grocery store and that she would fix us dinner at home. I liked the sound of that word ‘home.’ She bought a variety of stuff then we went ‘home.’ I watched as Claudette prepared a luscious meal for two. She could do everything including cook. She said that she was a pretty good artist too. I could believe that. Dinner was great and we finished off the rest of the wine.

When I offered to take her home she resisted and said that she was supposed to stay with me. I explained that I only had one bed but she didn’t care. I told her that she was still a virgin and she laughed at me then said that she already knew that. So out of desperation I called her mother. Mona told me to let her stay because she and her husband were in a very heated argument over Valerie and that it was best if Claudette were not present for it.

So it was decided that Claudette would spend the night at my place. I told her that I would sleep on the couch and she just smiled at me. Soon she had organized a sleepover. She had all of my blankets and pillows off of my bed and on the floor in front of the fireplace. She had opened another bottle of wine but had only brought one glass to drink from. While I started the fire she went into my bedroom and came back out in just her white shirt and her panties, nothing else. Her white shirt was now unbuttoned to just below her breasts. Her nipples were hard and very noticeable. From my position on the floor I could see a dark patch of pubic hair behind her white panties and it excited me.

This erotic young woman was seducing me and I couldn’t resist her. Hell, I didn’t want to resist her either. She was the most charming and sophisticated woman that I had ever known. I let her do whatever it was that she wanted to do.

We shared the wineglass, we shared our childhoods, and we shared our dreams of a future. Then we shared our very first kiss. I was the first man other than her father and uncles to ever kiss her and she liked it. I liked it too, she was a very passionate kisser. She admitted that she had practiced kissing at the boarding school, all of the girls did. She admitted that she had made love to many of the girls too but never to a boy before. She was looking forward to it too and I was her very first opportunity.

As we finished the bottle of wine and kissed I felt of her body. I ran my hands over her smooth ass and up under her blouse to feel of her breasts. I even cupped her warm moist pussy. Then I cuddled her into my arms and we fell asleep without having sex.

Claudette was concerned that I didn’t like her because I hadn’t accepted her offer of sex. I explained to her that she was possibly the woman that I was going to marry but that I did not wish to spoil anything by moving too quickly. I also said that she had been drinking. She said that I couldn’t possibly move too quickly because the last ten years had all been preparation for just that. I told her that I wasn’t sure that I was good enough for her. She assured me that I was exactly what she had dreamed of since puberty. She had even thought about me whenever she had been making love to another girl. After breakfast I told her that I had to go to work for a few hours so I took her to her parents condo to change her clothes.

There were a couple of applications on my desk when I got there and a note from my boss telling me what I great job that I had been doing.

Then Claudette walked in. She looked amazing in Valerie’s clothes. It seemed that Valerie had left in such a hurry that she had forgotten to take her clothes with her. Claudette had also seen parts of the DVD I had made for her mother. Oh my God! I was petrified that I could loose this wonderful woman already. However that wasn’t the case at all. Claudette had made love with Valerie too and knew just what I had experienced with her and she wasn’t the least bit jealous or upset with me either. She looked so good in that tiny mini skirt and that extremely loose fitting sweater. When she sat down all I could do was stare at her legs and try to see her panties.

Claudette said, “So how many women have you had sex with in the last six months here?”

I was shocked at the question but I was not about to start out our relationship on lies so I said, “Eight.”

Claudette laughed and said, “Okay! How many girls have you had sex with in your entire life then?”

I looked at her and said, “Twelve.”

Again Claudette laughed and said, “Well I have you beat by more than ten to one. I have had sex with over a hundred and fifty girls including my mother and Valerie.”

Claudette asked, “So how many boys have you had sex with?”

I choked but said, “None” in a very loud voice.

Claudette laughed and said, “Me too. So in that case we are tied.”

I smiled at her knowing that Claudette was not at all upset with me. She then told me that she liked me even more because I hadn’t jumped her bones the night before. She told me that her mother had sent her father home to clean out his desk. Her mother owned the company and just let her husband run it for her. He had taken Valerie with him but Valerie was coming right back. After all Valerie still worked for Mona and she had to participate in the Bikini Contest on Saturday.

Claudette and I spent as much time together as possible. We had fallen in love. On Saint Valentine’s Day Claudette gave me her virginity and I took it.

The bikini contest was a huge success and brought in even more business than my boss was hoping for. Valerie and that little sexpot Peggy took first and second place in the eighteen to twenty-five-year-old category and I had fucked them both.

When Claudette went home that Sunday I just couldn’t get her out of my mind besides we had been fucking our brains out since Saint Valentine’s Day. I was going through withdrawal and calling Claudette every few hours. She and her mother came back every weekend and they brought Valerie with them. It seems that Mona and Valerie had been lovers long before her husband took her away from her. Claudette and I spent every opportunity together.

Weekends just were not doing it for us. So when the ski season ended and Mona asked me to take over her business for her I jumped at the opportunity. She has been running it since she had fired her husband but it was too much for her. She had talked to my boss about it and he had agreed with her that it would be a great opportunity for me…so in essence he fired me.

Within a year I had increased Mona’s business, Valerie was my personal secretary, and I had married Claudette.


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There is something about the words ‘blow’ and ‘blowing’ that puts most guys’ cocks on edge, especially when they are said, in any context, by a sexy girl. Over the years, I’ve worked as a sound-man at a number of TV news stations and one of my biggest thrills has been when one of these gorgeous young weather girls so many stations now have talks about ‘blowing snow.” For me, there’s a particular reason for this. You see, my name is Snow... Charlie Snow. Never in my 20-year career in TV have I...

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Snow and the River

The thick snow fell slowly on a vanished world, obliterating the joint between earth and sky, erasing the sharp edges of the apartment buildings bordering the park, and obscuring the leafless trees and dark pines in a blur of falling white. There seemed to be nothing left but the stone bridge over the slow gray river like a bridge in the clouds linking blankness to blankness, and that’s where he stood. The sounds of the city were so muffled that he could hear the gentle hiss of the snowflakes...

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Snow White

Snow White was feeling wretched and miserable as she lay naked in the shadows of the tall forest trees, as well she might after her unexpected rape at the hands of the forester. It had seemed such a jolly idea at first when he suggested walking into the woods with her ostensibly to show her what he did for a living, and the fact it was sanctioned by her usually unsympathetic stepmother and guardian made it an especial treat. But then he turned on her, beating her about the face, pulling off her...

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Winter SnowChapter 2

The chirping of birds awoke Snow in the morning. As he lay listening to the sounds around him, the fury left over from last night re-ignited. His mother was dead. He'd only been hunting for bear tracks and instead he had found, or rather been found, by the father he'd always wanted to meet. Considering the circumstances Snow almost wished he hadn't met his father. Shaking his head to clear such thoughts Snow scolded himself out loud. "It's not his fault, mother made him promise to find...

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Snow Black

It was my first winter break home from college, and it was then I realised that all my friends in my past were moving in different circles. I found that away from college, I was very much alone. It was nearing Christmas, and so I was always meeting my new friends in town while shopping. It was when I got back to my little suburban estate that backed onto the country that I found myself alone.One morning, I awoke to find it had snowed heavily overnight and that all the buses into town had been...

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Snow White The True Story

the true story. by Miss Irene Clearmont. The wordsmith sits amongst her voluminous black velvet robes and blue silk and pauses before relating her tale. A mask of ivory, edged with ebony sits easily in her hand. It is the mark of her devotion to the muse Melpomene. She is an older woman, still attractive and alluring despite her fifty years. She sighs as she allows her mind to wander over the details of the saga that she is about to divulge. She speaks… ***** Once upon a time...

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Rescued by a Snow Angel

1971 was a pretty good year for me. I got the first real big promotion of my career as a home designer. I had worked a lot of years as a builder, an actual hammer and saw guy, when I got a somewhat private gig with a local Montana businessman, Burnett Perkins, who wanted specific perks on his new self designed home. We had met as I worked my way up the coast to Portland Oregon and Yakima and then east to Helena, Montana. I had a crew of 9 independent contractors and usually hired locals as we...

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Snow White and The Seven Chapter Two The Queens Wrath

Snow ran crying through the corridors of the castle, the wall sconces lighting the way. She had never felt so low, so helpless. For the first time, Snow had no self esteem. How could she fake orgasms, she had tried before and been caught immediately. It was so unfair!! Snow took a left, then a right, her eyes blinded by tears of rage and absolute grief, her beautiful face streaked with tears and mascara. Before Snow knew it, she was utterly lost, even having been raised in this castle her...

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Snow White and The Seven Chapter One The Fuckening

The queen looked into the magic mirror smiling at the deep dark eyes staring back at her, glistening in the rooms light. "Magic Mirror on the wall, who is the sluttiest slut of all?" The man in the mirror hesitated for a moment before answering, the queen held that sway over many people. "Y-your highness, if truth be told, it is Snow, even now she is participating in activities that far surpass your own slutty abilities!" The queen was in a rage, her blood boiling, "WHERE IS SHE!?!...

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Snow Angel

“Fuck it. Let the wind clean it off,” he thought as he opened the driver’s door and climbed in. He started pulling out of his parking lot, giving the truck gas to get all of the snow off, but it didn’t move. He tried to look out of the passenger window, but his view was blocked by snow. “God dammit!” he said aloud as he stopped in the middle of the driveway. Martin grabbed his snow brush and spent the next 5 minutes cleaning off his windows before getting back into the warm cab and...

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Love and Snow

Waiting in this empty world, Waiting for Then, when the life spray cools. For Now does ride in on the curl of the wave, And you will dance with me in the sunlit pools. We are of the going water and the gone. We are of water in the holy land of water And all that’s to come runs in With the thrust on the strand.’ Kate Bush, ‘Jig of Life’ Gabriel viewed the village from a flat rock jutting from the mountainside. A morning storm had covered the land in a shimmering blanket of snow. Streams of...

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Twins Snow Angel

"It's about time you got here. I was starting to get worried." Hannah shouted from the doorway of their private cabin. "How are the roads?""Just a dusting of snow right now, but I heard this storm is going to come fast and hit hard," said Samantha as she handed a bag off to Hannah. She stopped for a quick kiss before dropping her luggage and turning back to go out the door."What's this?" Hannah asked, peering into the bag. "I picked up a few extra things at the store in case we got stranded."...

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The Dance of the Snow Faries

Yeah, she has a penis, just so you know what you’re getting into. I don’t want to be here. The only reason that I came outside was because the place I used to be in was somewhere I didn’t want to be even more. The refuge I took to was a lot colder, but it was a lot more quiet than the Sunday school room. My rather peevish roommate insisted that I stop spending my Friday nights at home all the time. When asked if he had any good suggestions, my roommate insisted on his church’s singles night....

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Like the Driven Snow

Stephen sighed in relief as the ending credits of the movie rolled across the screen. He’d tolerated the overly sweet romance for Rachel’s pleasure, but a love story between a woman and her husband’s ghost was far too weird for his sensibilities. Stephen would have preferred to see the mafia flick that was also playing, but he could afford to take an hour and a half out of his life to please his new girlfriend. He would do anything for his black-haired angel, but he wasn’t about to let her in...

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Snow Bunny Surprise Ch 01

A big thank you to my editors, FireEye and DawnJ. I will say that any mistakes are mine and mine alone as I don’t always take their sound advice. I hope you enjoy my first of hopefully many stories. ************************************************** Walking up the stairs with Danielle, Barry could feel his palms starting to sweat. The only thing going through in his head was whether she wants him to kiss her or not. Every step forward was making him more nervous. Danielle is one of his...

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Fallen Snow Angels

It snowed last night. Just a couple inches but it was really beautiful. I’ve always loved snow. I’ve always had a fantasy of sex in the snow. I was outside this morning taking in the sight. It wasn’t too cold, about 33* The snow was still falling pretty hard, very thick flakes. Then my imagination kicked in. You were standing there with me. You were wearing sweat pants and a cute winter jacket. I couldn’t believe I was seeing you there. You smiled, walked toward me and then, with out...

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Snow Storm1

Snow Storm Here in the Adirondack Mountains of New York we are certainly used to harsh winters and heavy snowfalls. So when the local weatherman called it the Storm of the Century I had to laugh. After all it is only seven years into this century and that leaves ninety-three more years for a bigger storm to come by. I figured that the odds were in our favor that this was NOT the Storm of the Century after all. However I also know better than to tempt fate. I live on a small body...

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Driving in Snow Ch 01

Synchronistic rescue by soul mates leads to sacred sex. This is a work of fiction, a fantasy, written as a way of exploring some possibilities of synchronicity as well as psychic and sacred sexuality. This story is hard to characterize. It clearly fits in Mature, Erotic Couplings, First Time – several times over, Romance and even a unique form of Group Sex. There is enough nudity to add Exhibitionists and voyeurs and even some Anal. It is long so I put it in Novels. What I hope is that it...

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Sex in the Snow

It was a calm Saturday night, a peaceful atmosphere in our small home as I added more wood to the fireplace. It was our first holiday season together as husband and wife, and our credit cards certainly bore the evidence of that… as did the bags of holiday decorations and gifts still piled near the sofa. I glanced up to gaze upon my beautiful young wife. She stood and looked out the window at the snowfall, something she had missed during our four years at an Arizona university. Her cherry-red...

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Chapter One A Pixie In The Snow

The world was blinding white. Burning, yet cold. Unbearably bright to the naked eye with the exception of the odd husk that s**ttered the washed out landscape.Husks of long dead trees, protruding from the ground, just above the snow. They themselves almost enveloped in the Sun’s glare.I adjusted the sun glasses perched on my face, squinting still, despite their protection.I shuffled my weight softly so as not to make a sound.A clearing stood before me, where the warped shapes of dead bark...

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Snow Flake

Christmas Eve in the Adirondacks, and the snow was coming down hard, big fat flakes that reflected the light from my headlights into a sparkling display. The flakes were swirling gently toward the ground, since the night was perfectly still, but the motion of my truck made them stream past the windshield in a mesmerizing rush, like that computer screensaver that was so popular a few years back. This thought reminded me of my own computer and monitor, firmly belted into the back seats like a...

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Snow Angels

(A slightly edited version of the story previously posted under my pen-name Rebecka) God, I hate the snow. When I was 14 years old, my best friend and I were trapped on a bus in a snowstorm. It was the middle of January, the temperature was arctic (even before the snow), and I'd already seen more snow than an Atlanta girl would see in a decade. The problem was, I was no longer in Georgia. "Minnesota sucks," I grumbled. The boy sitting beside me, Paul, my defacto boyfriend, laughed...

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Snow Bound

The windshield wipers thump fast, back and forth.  Hope could barely see the road it was snowing so heavy now.  Her hands gripped the steering wheel as she slowly tried to follow the tire tracks in front of her but they were quickly disappearing.  A little smile curved her lips as Johnny Mathis started singing, I'll be home for Christmas, through her car speakers.  Hope hadn’t been home for Christmas since she up and followed Ned to New York, a couple of years ago, as he followed his dream. She...

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Snow Bound

The windshield wipers thump fast, back and forth.  Hope could barely see the road it was snowing so heavy now.  Her hands gripped the steering wheel as she slowly tried to follow the tire tracks in front of her but they were quickly disappearing.  A little smile curved her lips as Johnny Mathis started singing, I'll be home for Christmas, through her car speakers.  Hope hadn’t been home for Christmas since she up and followed Ned to New York, a couple of years ago, as he followed his dream. She...

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The Snow Storm

Introduction: My husband brought two boys home for me. The Snow Storm It started to snow at about ten this morning and at first the weather office called for flurries but it wasnt long before it was to be a winter storm with snow up to 3 feet. My husband, Doug and I decided to just stay inside, keep the wood stove burning and indulge in a day of sex. We had been cuddling and playing around on the couch when the phone rang. As I went to answer it I saw it was 1:30pm and the snow was coming even...

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Snow White and Zorro

Before I tell you my story about Snow white, Zorro and the costume Garden party I feel I need to tell you a bit about myself. I was born in a middle size town of about 100 000 people and had a free upbringing. When I was a teenager horse riding was my passion which meant that the sliding up and down on a saddle aroused my sexual desires early in puberty and made me an accomplished masturbator at age 16. Later in high school I was an A-grade basketball player but as I went to university I only...

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My Wife in the Snow Cave

At the time of this story, my wife, Laura, and I lived in Tacoma , Washington , and we both enjoyed hiking in the Cascade Mountains . Laura’s hobby is wildlife photography, and we often took overnight hikes at higher elevations, so we would be in the mountains at sunrise to take photos of wildlife not normally seen during the day. We understd the dangers in the mountains, and always took the necessary survival equipment, just in case of an emergency. Fierce storms can develop in a matter of...

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SurvivingChapter 21 Snow joke walking home

I calmed Gabrain down but decided he needed to hear a bit more of a constructive explanation of his actions as part of his education. "Gabrain as a lord and a leader, people will rely upon you. You will need to take tough decisions, often decisions that will put people in harms way. You need to act responsibly. I suggest you need to learn a better approach to decision making than the one you used tonight when you thought it was okay to disobey me. Or the one you used when you blindly...

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Kristen Blowing Snow

There is something about the words ‘blow’ and ‘blowing’ that puts most guys’ cocks on edge. I work on the late night production crew of one of those all night, all weather T.V. stations that seem so popular now. We work from midnight to 7 a.m. There are several of us guys and one brunette named Kristen. One particularly bad-weather day last February, Kris was up there in front of the big map telling everybody everywhere all about the ‘blowing snow’ here and ‘blowing snow warnings’ there. All of...

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Footprints in the Snow

"Who found him?" "The postman, Guv. It wasn't fully light and he could see there was a light on in the hall, and for no reason he can think of he looked through the bull's eye and saw the body hanging there." "Well, it's suicide, Sergeant. Yes, definitely. Get it wrapped up and get back to the station, with half the force tied up on this bloody party conference we've no time to piss about with this. It's suicide, plain and simple, there's the note, now let's have no more...

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The TRUE Cinderella Story Ch 2 Snows Exile

Introduction: This is my third story. No pointless comments, please, but if you like it, or have any ideas on how to improve my next stories, comments welcome. This is a continuation of my Cinderella story, following the life of Snow White. Cinderella was getting older. She retained her looks and her sexiness, but she was still getting older. She would be turning 31 soon, much older than she would have liked. On one bright morning, she awoke and walked, naked, over to her full length mirror....

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Twenty Words For Snow

She stared out at the newly fallen snow, amazed at how itsparkled like a star strewn field, kissed by the sun. If only she could capture that it and describe the wonder, the beauty, the magic in a single word. “I’d still have nineteen to go.” She mumbled, her warm breath clouding in the cold mountain air. Twenty words for snow. That had been the assignment. So far, it hadn’t gone well. Cold. Icy. Pure. She had never been good with words, using them with an economy even in conversation,...

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My Wife in the Snow Cave

At the time of this story, my wife, Laura, and I lived in Tacoma , Washington , and we both enjoyed hiking in the Cascade Mountains . Laura’s hobby is wildlife photography, and we often took overnight hikes at higher elevations, so we would be in the mountains at sun rise to take photos of wildlife not normally seen during the day. We understood the dangers in the mountains, and always took the necessary survival equipment, just in case of an emergency. Fierce storms could develop in a matter...

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Snow Angel

Lisa Stilton stood next to a parapet of the old castle overlooking a snow covered foreign city. She reminded Bo of the skier, Lindsey Vonn, who hailed from their own country. Or perhaps Lisa was a little Dutch girl with yellow braided hair planning to put her finger in a dike.The final day of their European Honeymoon was to end with a bit of sightseeing before returning to Colorado. Hard to believe his new wife had been Lisa French only a few days before and, to some extent, a different...

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Snow Angel

Lisa Stilton stood next to a parapet of the old castle overlooking a snow covered foreign city. She reminded Bo of the skier, Lindsey Vonn, who hailed from their own country. Or perhaps Lisa was a little Dutch girl with yellow braided hair planning to put her finger in a dike.The final day of their European Honeymoon was to end with a bit of sightseeing before returning to Colorado. Hard to believe his new wife had been Lisa French only a few days before and, to some extent, a different...

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The Snow Maid 3

"Rice," he said, "It is a grain gown far to the south of here.""And this?" she said, prodding another part."That is shrimp. It lives in the ocean.""Ah!" she said triumphantly, "This I know!" She waved a bit of meat on her fork. "This is pork!" She bit down and chewed happily, then her eyes widened. She took a quick sip of wine. "Spicy!"Bill grinned. "It is a meal called jambalaya. People in the south of my country make it. I learned how from a friend of mine who I went to school with. Do you...

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The Snow Maid 2

He had dared the subject the previous evening at supper. She had laughed as he spoke, tongue-tied and stuttering, trying to ask the question without giving offense."Of course I'm growing younger, silly c***d. With your faith to sustain me, how can it be otherwise?" At his shell-shocked look, she had explained."Until I met and rescued you, it was the faith and belief of others which gave me existence, poor and weak though it was at the time. But now I have you, wonderful man." She brushed his...

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The Snow Maid 3

"Rice," he said, "It is a grain gown far to the south of here.""And this?" she said, prodding another part."That is shrimp. It lives in the ocean.""Ah!" she said triumphantly, "This I know!" She waved a bit of meat on her fork. "This is pork!" She bit down and chewed happily, then her eyes widened. She took a quick sip of wine. "Spicy!"Bill grinned. "It is a meal called jambalaya. People in the south of my country make it. I learned how from a friend of mine who I went to school with. Do you...

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The Snow Maid 2

He had dared the subject the previous evening at supper. She had laughed as he spoke, tongue-tied and stuttering, trying to ask the question without giving offense."Of course I'm growing younger, silly c***d. With your faith to sustain me, how can it be otherwise?" At his shell-shocked look, she had explained."Until I met and rescued you, it was the faith and belief of others which gave me existence, poor and weak though it was at the time. But now I have you, wonderful man." She brushed his...

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Twenty Words For Snow

She stared out at the newly fallen snow, amazed at how itsparkled like a star strewn field, kissed by the sun. If only she could capture that it and describe the wonder, the beauty, the magic in a single word. “I’d still have nineteen to go.” She mumbled, her warm breath clouding in the cold mountain air. Twenty words for snow. That had been the assignment. So far, it hadn’t gone well. Cold. Icy. Pure. She had never been good with words, using them with an economy even in conversation,...

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Snow Demon

"I think he's asleep." Craig's wife smiled at him, her hands gently tucking in the blue blankets around Billy. Their son's arms seemed to hug the stuffed bunny tighter. Even after almost a year, that kind of thing still got Craig choked up. He reached into the crib, touching first his son's head, then the bunny's. "Forget which one's our son?" Eve asked. Craig chuckled softly. "It's the one with less fur." He straightened, wrapping the robe around himself a little tighter and...

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Snow Cat

I did not like the layers of clothes or the wet cold and I really did not like the snow. My family was here to build a warren on what the humans called the high plains. My litter mates had already selected mates and I was alone. Of course I had been the only male in the litter. I was eighteen and several years past our mating age ... as my father constantly reminded me. I had missed the first part of the construction to finish my advance degree exam project. I collected my float and then...

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Let It Snow

The blizzard was in full swing. Already a foot of snow was on the ground with more on the way. I had the fire roaring and was sipping my cognac while reading my book. I placed two calls into the plow man to get on the list. With two feet of snow expected, there was no way I was going to be shoveling out my driveway. Better to pay the $45.00 and have it done by someone else. I was on my third cognac when I heard the plow outside. Even a big 4x4 pickup truck was having problems pushing all that...

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Snow Shoveling Man

Chapter ONE The snow had been falling steadily for several hours, covering the ground with more than five inches of crystalline flakes. You looked out of the living room window of your new home at the fresh blanket of winter white and frowned at how little of your driveway could be visibly followed from the garage to the street. Night was rapidly approaching, and the mercury vapor street light down the block reflected against the snow, creating a faint reddish-violet glow in the twilight. I...

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Snow Wolf

You have been standing at the window for what must be hours. Your mind can’t grasp exactly why, but something ‘out there’ is calling to you. You stand silently watching, waiting, for what or whom, you have no idea. Mesmerized by the flurries of snow that float upon the cold evening breeze, you feel a slight shiver traverse up your spine and your curious mind wonders why, for it is warm and cozy in the cabin in which you stand. Built long ago, in the days when the wasichu were trying to wrest...

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