[MF] Ski bunny memories

This all happened about 10 years ago.

I grew up in an East Coast state with a big ski culture in the mountains. A friend’s family from college owned a nice house at one of the ski resorts and he had it for a weekend between Christmas and New Year’s. Since I was only an hour drive away, I got the invite.

It was fun group of myself, my friend, his girlfriend, two other couples, and his girlfriend’s younger sister. Most of us were early 30s, except the sister, Stacy, who was 26.

We all showed up sometime during the day Friday. Some got in a few runs, but we largely met at the house then hit the downtown for dinner and drinks.

Saturday morning was rough, but most everyone got up to hit the trails. I don’t ski, so I slept in and then rented snowshoes. Because I lived local and also work part-time doing catering, I offered to collect money and make a big dinner for everyone.

Around 2 PM I was in middle of my prep work when Stacy came back. She was tired, still had a bit of hangover, and was ready to call it a day. We chatted in the kitchen as I kept working, and she opened a bottle of champagne. She then went to her room to take a shower.

About 3 minutes later she was back in the kitchen in a bikini, saying that a hot tub session was called for. Refilled her glass, and said I should join her.

Stacy had been a track athlete in college, and still had the body. I’m 5’10”, and I would suspect she was 5’6″. Probably would have abs after a week of salad, and had the cutest little breasts, but I loved looking at the hip bones that would be the best fuck handles.

Looking at my work, I was in a good spot until I had to actually start cooking so I agreed to join her. “Bring the bottle” is all she said.

In the hot tub we chatted, getting to know each other. I told her stories of my friend from college, we talked about our jobs, etc. The combo of hot tub and champagne worked it’s magic quick, and we were obviously feeling the alcohol by the time we finished our second glass.

“Where’s your girlfriend?”, she asked. I explained I was single and the tension became palpable.

By the time we were finishing our next glass of champagne we were sitting next to each, making out with hands roaming.

Her bikini top quickly came off, she apologized for them being small, and I said small ones taste the best before sucking on those nipples. I was pushing her bottoms to the side and starting to play with a smooth pussy. I only paused to take off my board shorts and guided her hands to my cock.

I lifted her up to sit on the edge of the hot tub and I started going down on her. I love eating pussy, but unfortunately the hot tub masked all smell and taste. Plus she started to get chilly being naked in the winter air, so we went into her bedroom.

We started the groping and kissing again before she rolled me on my back and started to suck my cock. She would occasionally stop to take a sip of champagne, and the sensation of the cold bubbles in her mouth were perfect on my cock.

I pulled her up and pushed her on her back and asked if I should go get a condom. “I’m on birth control, so it’s up to you” was her answer.

I didn’t think twice before lining up and pushing into her. It awesome. The gasp of air she took as I penetrated her, the warm, and the tightness. After some gentle thrusts so we could both adjust, I started pounding.

I wish I could say it was an epic fuck fest, but it turned into a lot of thrusting followed by me pulling out because I was so close to cumming. I would still play with her pussy while I caught my breath, or would go down on her.

She said she gets off the easiest doggy style, so I flipped her over, used those hip bones as God intended, and she played with herself. This session of thrusts got her off, and my pull out game was quick enough to cover her ass in my load.

From the time in the hot tub until we laid together was about an hour and a half. She showered up, and I went back to cooking.

As the night and wine drinking went on, we went from flirty looks and comments to being obvious and making out. That night and the next morning were just fucking and re-hydration. I stopped pulling out, and I’m pretty sure my last time was dry firing. I finally got to go down on her and smell her. The next day I would hold my hand to my face and just relive her cunt as I was driving home. I loved watching her abs twitch when she came. Her flexibility and strength were something that I had never experience from a woman in bed; at one point she had my arms pinned over my head and I honestly don’t think I could have fought her off, not that I would want to.

She lived in DC, about 6 hours away, but we talked about meeting up and visiting. My friend was a little excited about me dating his girlfriend’s sister. He was proposing soon and said if it all worked out, we would be in-laws.

A few weeks later I met the woman that became my wife. I saw Stacy at my friend’s wedding the next year. She still looked amazing, we smiled at each other, and I enjoyed shaking her boyfriend’s hand knowing that I had pumped her full of my seed for a weekend.

I’m not going to say that thinking about Stacy came into play that night as I fucked my girlfriend in the hotel room after the wedding, but I grabbed extra hard at her hip bones when I fucked her.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/egcnai/mf_ski_bunny_memories