[M]eeting up with old [f]riends for a trip to the mountains. Old flames are not dead (cheating)

After a 20 year reunion from out masters degree, some friends suggested that we did a trip to a cabin in the mountains together. Since then we were mostly married or with partners and kids, some divorced and one deciding to go gay. Any how we all thought it would be fun to spend a weekend remembering and telling stories from our lives, doing some partying and exercise our skiing gear since it was in the Alps, early spring with lots of snow.

One of the girls, let’s call her Ann, and I had a special bond back then. Nothing romantic, but very good friends with “minor benefits” like kissing, massages etc. We also used each other for as cover or support if we got in a situation with someone else, getting unwanted attention, needing someone to call boy/girlfriend there and then, proving it with a kiss or something believably intimate. We shared beds also a couple of times, but nothing more happened. For some reason we did not talk more than 2 timed in the 20 years after school, busy with our families and kids.

Everyone arrived with great expectations and we started quickly drinking and making some bbq food. Stories were told and we did a lot of drinking games revealing a lot of secrets and speculations. It was quite intense with some truth or dare with some erotic dares that our partner probably would not agree with.

Jumping to a bit later in the evening people starting going to bed, drunk past anything appropriate our age, Ann and I were the two last people awake, we thought. We were probably less drunk, and had a lot to talk about and it was clear that she had missed me as much as I had missed her. We shared a big blanket on an outside sofa, sitting close sharing the warmth holding each other.

Suddenly we heard some noises outside, and we saw that two of my best friends in the group had sneaked out to the Jacuzzi and were really getting in to it. we could hear them kissing, and their clothes disappeared quickly. We sat there looking at them for a spell, joking about it, but we were both inspired apparently. We started kissing (for old times sake), progressing into full french kissing and my hands starting to wander around her body, and hers on mine. She stopped to get some air, looked up at me and smiled, and dove under the blanket. She knew I were already hard, and opened my pants. Next I felt her warm lips around my head and she slowly took it all in. Wow, that was the warmest, wettest blowjob I have ever experiences. Being in a relatively practical Family Inc relationship it had been long since my last sloppy blowjob, and the feeling of her lips and tongue working on my dick while watching my friends fucking in the Jacuzzi brought me quickly close to cumming, so I tried to stop her. She refused me went harder at it and ended up getting my full load and swallowing it all. She rolled over, still with her head in my lap, smiling at me, very happy with me almost fainting after her work.

After catching my breath she took my hand, leading it under the blanked. I do not know how, but she had managed to take of her pants and undies while blowing me and warm and soft skin met me. I leaned a bit over and slid my hand between her legs. She was completely hairless, soft and oh-boy she was wet! I started running my fingers up and down her wet slit, one finger on each side of her clit, a little bit pressure without going inside her. I picked up the pace for a while, and she was moaning so load that I was afraid that the two in the tub would hear her, having a rest after their first round, but they were to busy with each other. I concentrated on her clit cuddling it, flipping it, using her juices to make it slippery and nice. She was obviously well on the way and it did not take many minutes before she started trembling, biting my other hand to not scream out. I put two fingers inside her and felt her squeezing me hard. I love that feeling either on my dick or fingers.

I let her come to her self, licked my fingers to show her how much I enjoyed her juices, and we started laughing hard and long. I asked her “why did we not go here before” and she just shook her head and said that I had not seen anything yet…. She was right.

This weekend went on to be very sexually oriented, so if you want it I can continue

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