This happened during the last ski season last winter: Some friends, my boyfriend, and I all agreed to drive up to a mutual friend’s apartment up in the mountains. We’re all avid skiers and snowboarders, so we do this sort of thing regularly. We have a great time of it: we’re out all day, frolicking about in the snow, meeting up for a hearty lunch, then back to the slopes. In the evenings there is great food, card games, movies, lots of laughs and stories.
Now, the friend who owns the apartment is rather well off, it’s this massive flat with a gorgeous view of the valley, there’s a big balcony, eight bedrooms, and most importantly, a sauna. His whole family is really into winter sports, so they’re all for the Nordic lifestyle which is why they had a mini spa built in. You can imagine how fun it is to spend a winter there. During the last of these trips, we had a particularly fun day out and about. The weather was absolutely extraordinary, the slopes were empty and we had just the best day ever. We were outside for about 8 or nine hours so by the time we were headed back to the apartment, we were completely spent and just exhausted, but in a very good way, like after a hard day’s work.
There were seven of us in total but two were still flitting down the snowy mountains, no idea how they still had the energy. Meanwhile, the other three, my boyfriend and I were already back at home, washing up and unwinding. Some already showered, enjoying tea on the balcony outside, while my boyfriend and I still had to wash up. Earlier that day, we were…interrupted while we tried to have sex – we’d slept amazingly well and felt great upon waking up. Needless to say, we didn’t forget about our steamy, dirty morning all day long.
I’d woken up to the feeling of my nipples being bitten and sucked on, to strong hands on my hips, sliding down to spread my legs. I was burning up and incredibly wet before my mind even registered what was going on, so I didn’t have much time to catch up. Long story short, there was an aggressive knock on our bedroom door as my boyfriend was licking his way down from my stomach to my hip bone, one of my absolute weaknesses. Apparently, we’d already been taking too long to get ready.
After our annoyance passed and as we went about our day, that excruciatingly hot scene was constantly at the back of our minds. Back to where I was before: the boyfriend and I still have to wash up and we both wanted to sweat the cold out of our bones before having a bath, so without skipping a beat, we asked each other if we wanted to stop in the sauna first. It only took a second to realize that we were on the same page, so we hurried off into the small spa wing of the apartment. Read more »