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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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It was my second season working in the ski resort, I had the qualified as an instructor the year before, and, found myself teaching English children to ski, they had lessons in the morning and afternoon, I soon found out that to make any real money, you had to do privates in between.
I also found that I never had to pay for food or buy a drink, but on the down side I also found that I never had much time for anything else other than eat, sleep and ski, unlike some of the local instructors, who always seemed to have a constant stream of willing ladies attached to their sides.
Saturday night was the night of the torchlight decent, and the last time some of the skiers would get to ski for another year as it was their last night, a sort of closing ceremony to thier holiday.
That particular night, we had a large group of skiers of all standards getting ready to take part in the torchlight parade down the mountain, all wrapped up against the chilly moonlit February night. For a change, I had a group of adults to look after from Holland, some of whom were my private learners.
I introduced myself to all of them and gave them the brief for the run down the mountain, and then off we went, snaking down the mountain, with the instructors holding flares aloft to light the way. From the village the procession could be seen as bright stars weaving its way down a blanket of white.
At the bottom it was off to the bar for hot wine and barbeque, for some it would be their last night it was always the same. However it meant a day off from ski school on Sunday.
I had noticed that one of my group was limping a bit, her name was Monique, she was from Rotterdam and had already been there for a week, it was hard to tell what she looked like in her bulky padded ski suit, but her face caught me by surprise, I thought I was looking into the face of an angel, she was there with some of her friends and could ski pretty well, I asked her if she was ok, she said she had hit a bump and thought she had pulled something, her accent was beautiful, I told her I had some cream in my bag that might help, and would get it for her. Off I went, only to find that on my return Monique had gone, oh well I thought.
One of the other group came over to me to say that Monique had gone back to her hotel to get changed and would be back shortly.
I chatted with a couple of my learners trying to dig little bits of information about Monique, I felt a tap on my shoulder and when I turned round, I had to catch my breath, before me was a vision of beauty, gone was the padded ski suit, replaced with a pair of tight ski pants, and sweater that clung in all the right places, she must have seen the look on my face and a smile came to her lips, and something in her eyes, the slight dip of the head, but not breaking eye contact, oh my I thought.
As the night wore on I found it more and more difficult not to gaze at her, some of her friends had noticed as well, we chatted as a group but I could never seem to get to speak to her on her own, before too long the night drew to a close, I felt that I had missed my chance, when she stepped up to me and asked me if I had the cream for her leg, my mouth turned to rubber and my brain switched off for a second, I recovered my composure and my ability to speak, If you have pulled a muscle, it might be a good idea to stay off it for a day, or at least not ski,
Her reply stunned me so what would you suggest WE do then? if that was not an invitation, I dont know what was.
How does a skidoo ride and a picnic sound, I said, my brain then said idiot, should have said a day in bed with you. I blushed at the thought, again I thought she could read my thoughts as that little smile came to her face again, and a sparkle to her eyes
It sounds like fun, yes please so we arranged to meet in the morning.
Sunday morning, the sun burned hot, even though it was only four degrees, I borrowed a skidoo from my landlord, and made a trip to the shop for food, with the gas burner, plates and knives and forks pack I waited for ten oclock to arrive.
I had been told of a good spot down the valley, a couple of miles from the village, waterfall and all.
When I pulled up outside her hotel she was waiting with some of her girl friends, they shouted something in Dutch as she climbed on the back of the skidoo, in reply she gave them the finger, I felt her arms wrap round my chest and off we went.
I took a route that would take us up one side of the mountain then back down into the valley bellow and through the trees. All the time I could feel her close to me.
I took about an hour to get to the waterfall, it was part frozen, with long fingers of ice hanging down the front, and a cascade of water running underneath, splashing into a small stream which ran down the valley. The sun speckled the ground through the trees, which still clung to their snow cover; flecks of ice caught the sun as they danced in the light breeze.
We found a spot near the bank of the stream and I put the blanket down and set to unpacking the rest of the stuff in the bag, we chatted and laughed and I felt myself falling for her, I reached out my hand and gently brushed a small piece of bread crust that had stuck to the side of her lip, she caught my hand as I withdrew it, our eyes met and I found myself telling her I wanted to kiss her, she did not release my hand, instead she pulled me closer, kiss me then she whispered, our lips touched, gentle lip to lip nibbles, she released my hand and I touched her cheek, I felt her fingers on mine, I moved my hand across the side of her face to the back of her neck, the kiss became more intense I felt her tongue touch the underside of my lip, her body relaxed as she lay down pulling me with her, oh god how much I wanted her, I could feel my pants beginning to bulge, she broke the embrace, looking up at me, why dont you show me where you live she asked, I did not need to be asked twice, packing the bag, we mounted the ski and headed back to the village. Her grip on the way back felt more relaxed.
I had been lucky enough to get the top floor of a chalet, self contained and quite spacious with an open fire place in the centre and lots of goat skin rugs and throws in the main room, and a balcony that overlooked the village.
You will have to excuse the mess, I said as we climbed the stairs, it wasnt really that messy, but I did have to move some of my clothes that were on the sofa make yourself comfy, I will be back in a second, I went into my bedroom and straightened the bed sheets, and changed out of my ski ware into some jogs and a tee shirt, would you like a drink, I shouted, do you have any tea, she asked, yes I replied, I made some tea and brought it through on a tray with milk and sugar, putting it on the table I lit the tinder in the fire place, soon the room was lit by the glow of flames dancing around the walls and the soft crackle of burning wood, I sat down next to her, suddenly she stood up, I need the bathroom please, I showed her where it was and returned to the sofa, outside the sun was starting to dip below the line of mountains, As I sipped my tea I could not help but think about the day I had had, and what would happen next, just then Monique stepped through the door I could not find anything else to change into, I hope you dont mind she was dressed in my dressing gown, her hair was untied and fell across her shoulder, you look fine in it I replied
I was not prepared for how stunning she looked, even if the gown was a little too big for her, I stood up and walked toward her, she placed a hand on my chest, drawing a line with her figure, taking me by the hand she lead me to one of the big skin rugs by the fire, and kissed me, not like before, but more longing and urgent, I could feel my hands tremble as I undid the knot holding the gown together, her hands made their way down to my waist then under the back of my t shirt, rising up my back and bringing the material with it, slipping my head out we kissed again, then I found her neck, she murmured something I did not understand and pulled her body closer to mine, I could feel the warmth of her skin on mine, her hand moved down my back with the gentlest of touches and I shuddered, as she found that spot on my back, her hand moved lower till it had reached my pants, I could feel that I was now very hard, as if by some unspoken command, we began to kneel, I slid the dressing gown from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, in the firelight her body glowed it was warm and soft and silky to the touch, I drew my finger down across her breast and felt the now hard nipple pushing against her lace bra, I started kissing her neck again, this time working my way down her shoulder, her strap slid from her shoulder she reach around her back and unhooked it, letting it fall down her arm to expose on beautifully formed pert breast, white as milk, set with a darker circle of the nipple, I moved down her body till I had her cupped breast in my hand, her hard nipple between my lips, teasing it with my tongue, she let the her other arm drop and released her other breast, her hand moved to the back of my head as she guided the direction and pressure, pulling my head away, she twisted her body to force me to the rug, I lay on my back looking up into her face she smiled, leaning forward she kissed my eyes gently, then began a slow decent down my neck chest, stomach, again finding a spot at the top of my hip which made my back arch and send a shudder through me, she had her hands inside my joggers at the hips and began to remove them kissing and drawing her tongue down my leg, I felt her hand take me, OO hello she said, her tongue teasing the end, I felt the warmth of her mouth surround it, taking it deep, oh it felt good, the feeling stopped as she straddled my legs, unknotting the bows of her lace thong, she let it fall between my legs, then working her way up my body with kisses she came to a rest on my hips, she had me resting between the now very damp warm lips between her legs, she began to pleasure herself along the shaft, rocking and circling her hips, before too long I felt a warmth run down my inner thigh, her moans of pleasure becoming more intense, her hand gripped mine, her back arched and shuddered, as she brought herself off, Now it is your turn she said, lifting her hips, she took me inside her, I could feel how wet and warm it was, I soon felt her contract and tighten up as she came again, I could feel myself reaching my peak, I dont want you to cum yet she said, slipping me out of her, I was frustrated, but I did not have long to think about it as she reversed her position and slid her wet pussy up towards my face, letting me lick and explore her warmth, she took me in her mouth again till I could hold it no longer, I came deep in her throat.
We made love four more times that night and finally fell asleep in each others arms
I awoke early the next morning, still wrapped in her arms, I kissed her, and whispered good morning, sleepy head, even after a night of passion and lust and mutual pleasure, she still looked beautiful, what would you like for breakfast, her eyes opened slowly and that smile returned to her face, her hand moved down my body you she replied
mmmm, more
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