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Authors name: partyonathon@hotmail.com
Story title : Tahoe Tales
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TAHOE TALES
partyonathon@hotmail.com
I was stoked! There was finally enough snow to go
skiing and I actually had time off to go when there
was good snow. The frosting on the cake was that my
older daughter was going to be taking driver's
education during the thanksgiving vacation, my younger
daughter had soccer and my wife was not able to ski
because of her knee. I had to go it alone!
That meant that there would be no excess baggage
handling, no rearranging the furniture in the hotel
room, no schlepping additional ski equipment for them
all, no requirement to slow down and take the easy
runs and no waiting on the mountain. I could handle
a lonely night or two. All in all, it sounded like the
first real ski-experience that I'd be having in years!
I made a fabulous turkey combining two of my previous
favorite recipes, the espresso-kahlua marinade and the
spicy black bean sauce combined beautifully into the
spicy kahlua glazed turkey. My mom and dad loved it
and so did everyone else.
After we got it all cleaned up, I got on the web and
booked a room at the Hyatt-Incline for Friday night.
I packed all my stuff... it seemed so simple with just
me... and prepared for an early start.
I awoke at 5 a.m., like a regular workday, and piled
into my car for the boring drive. Since I was traveling
alone, I kept my CD's at the ready and had rolled a few
(actually more than a few) numbers to keep me focused
on the drive.
When I was ready to leave, I said my good-byes to all
the girls and hit the road. I had GD Aoxomoxoa on
first, and progressed to Rolling Stones, then to Hot
Tuna. By the time I got to the chain control area I
was onto the Jorma Kaukonen solo album and sailed
right through the chain requirement (whips optional)
on my M+S tires.
I decided to ski at Squaw even though I was staying at
the Hyatt because I was unencumbered and could ski on
KT-22 and Headwall to my heart's content and for as
long as my body held up. I pulled into the lot at
about 8:15 to glorious sunshine. I got out, did quite
a lot of stretching, then suited up and off I went.
I had an absolutely glorious day skiing, just went
like hell, flat out, all day. I quit about 3:30 so I
wouldn't injure myself and made my way around to
Incline.
I checked into my room at the Hyatt, and it wasn't as
cheap looking as the price would've suggested. I took
a shower and put on some fresh clothes.
Toward the early part of the week, when it looked like
I'd be able to get there, I had e-mailed a virtual
friend of mine, Cindy, that I would be coming to town.
I'd met Cindy on-line through an old mutual friend who
thought we'd have a lot to talk about. As it turns
out, he was correct.
I called Cindy, she was only about 15 minutes from the
Hyatt. She asked me to come for dinner, and I
countered saying I'd like to take her to dinner.
She insisted, and I asked if I could bring anything.
She said no, but I said that I'd think of something.
I stopped at the market and picked up some Chardonnay,
a small bottle of Absolut Citron and some flowers.
Surely there would be something there she could enjoy!
I arrived at Cindy's about 10 minutes after I left the
market and trudged through the snow to the front door.
I knocked and a couple of seconds later Cindy opened
the door. We had been corresponding for a few months,
and I had seen one picture, but nothing could have
prepared me for what I beheld.
Now I'm easily rendered speechless by beautiful women,
and especially by blondes. I couldn't even say hello!
Standing before me was a vision of healthy beauty,
lovely proportions and sparkling eyes. Completing the
picture was an outfit that was both incredibly sexy,
yet romantically alluring. A little cap sleeved black
shirt, low cut enough to show a hint of cleavage, tight
enough to get my imagination going and showing just
enough abdomen for a bellybutton view if the position
was just right. The shirt topped off a Guatemalan
print skirt, tailored to cling tightly, but with a slit
way up the side.
I really wanted to know where that slit ended, but
didn't want to be caught staring at the most incredible
pair of muscled, shapely legs that I'd seen in recent
memory...
Cindy greeted me with a big smile and hug and invited
me in. I finally managed to get a hello out and
presented my offerings. As I kind of expected, she
was most taken with the flowers, but was happy to get
the Chardonnay and I knew that I would be able to make
use of the absolute, if all else failed.
She gestured me to sit down on the couch, and I did.
She turned toward the kitchen, and I couldn't help but
stare at what was a very shapely behind. I said, "Is
there anything I can help you with?"
She answered, "No, I think I have everything under
control"
"I insist!" I insisted. I knew that busying myself
with some routine kitchen chores would help me get
over being awestruck by Cindy's beauty.
I thought Cindy was just gorgeous. She wasn't a
"rip the staples out of playboy" kind of beauty,
I don't like those that much anyway. Cindy has more
of a healthy mountain girl kind of beauty, the kind
of woman that looks just as beautiful stepping from
a tent door as from a mansion door. Her skin color
was amazing... most fair-haired women can't get a tan,
they only burn, but Cindy's skin was a golden brown.
I was mesmerized...
So it was a good thing that Cindy wanted me to open
the wine, pour her a glass, make myself a drink, put
the flowers in a vase, etc. I began to feel a little
more at ease, and brought the humus and pita bread
appetizer back to the living room and we sat down to
talk.
We had talked about quite a few subjects on line, and
I knew Cindy liked herb. I lit a number, and it was a
real thrill for me to sit and get high with a striking
woman like Cindy. We ate our snacks, drank our drinks
and soon were chatting up a storm like old friends.
Cindy had made a delicious grilled salmon, and I loved
it. I was having too much fun to eat much, and I
quickly cleaned up and made sure the food was put away.
We continued with our drinks and Cindy lit another
number.
I was feeling pretty relaxed. Just sitting around,
talking, smoking, drinking, wasn't something I was
ever able to do at home, always too many demands for
my time. I was starting to feel really warm and cozy.
Right about then, Cindy walked back to the kitchen and
returned with some fortified carob brownies. We each
ate one and continued talking about everything from
music to sex to computers to children (mine were at
home, hers were at a sleepover).
By this time, it was about 7 p.m. or so. We had both
had enough to drink for the time being. Cindy said,
"I've got the tub heated up, want to take a soak?"
I knew that she had a tub and had brought along my
suit just in case. "Sure, that would be great for my
thrashed muscles, let me go change."
"Sure, I'll go get my suit on and meet you out on the
back deck."
Cindy handed me a towel, and I went into the bathroom
to change. I brought another number and a lighter for
the tub. I wrapped the towel around my waist and tried
to nonchalantly walk out to the tub, all the while
feeling like a combination of a 12 year-old boy at a
junior high dance and a bull moose in mating season.
I couldn't really understand why, as Cindy and I were
e-mail pen-pals. I didn't try to understand it just
then. Some things are better not to know.
I got out to the tub, and quickly immersed myself...
it felt great. The air was cold and the tub was just
the right temperature, about 99 degrees.
Cindy came out a minute later, wrapped in a towel as
well. It was pretty dark, but not so dark that I
couldn't see. I watched carefully as she undid her
towel and put her beautiful hair into a ponytail.
Her body was, dare I say, mouthwateringly beautiful.
She was wearing a skimpy silvery bikini that fit very
tastefully, tight enough to be sexy, but not garishly
so. She had a kind of healthy, athletic natural beauty
that I find incredibly alluring. The overall effect
was absolutely enchanting.
Cindy got into the tub across from me and I lit the
number. The tub was a little large for easy passing,
so I scooted around next to her, being careful to
leave some space between us. I draped my arms around
the lip of the tub to keep my hands dry so as not to
soak the J in chlorinated water.
It was a beautiful moonlit night, and I was feeling
very relaxed. The warm water, the J's, my tired
muscles and the drinks all added up to a real
"feeling no pain" experience. When combined with the
brownie now becoming activated and my normal reaction
to high altitude (starts at about 7,500 feet for me)
I was really feeling "altered."
We had finished smoking and I had put my hands back
into the tub to warm them and then back up on the edge
of the tub so that I didn't get too hot. I realized
that, in effect, I had my arm around Cindy, although
I wasn't really touching her, except for her ponytail.
Suddenly, having this realization, I noticed that I was
becoming very aroused. I wanted to be a gentlemanly
guest and not be perceived as some kind of hot tub
molester.
I looked over at Cindy, to see if she had noticed that
my breathing had quickened and that I was squirming in
my seat. She looked peaceful. She smiled at me and
slid down a bit in the tub, and flipped her ponytail
over my arm so that the back of her neck rested on my
arm like a pillow. We sat silently soaking for what
seemed like a long time.
Just then, an owl whoed. Cindy scooted closer and
snuggled into me. I was really aroused now. I looked
over and her eyes were closed. I leaned over and
kissed her delicately on the lips.
Her eyes opened and our eyes locked together like
magnets. I kissed her again, this time putting both
arms around her and pulling her close to me. Cindy
responded by kissing me back and I could feel her
tongue on my lips. I opened my lips and our tongues
danced a wild ballet. I put my hands around her thin
waist and pulled her closer. By this time, I was very
aroused and I could feel my hard-on straining against
my baggy board shorts... I was really glad they were
baggy!
Cindy's hands were all over my back and neck, and I
could tell by the way she was kissing me that she was
enjoying my attentions.
Her bikini was a string type, and I pushed the covering
of her delicious looking and perfectly sized breast
aside on its string, I delicately circled the nipple
with my fingers until it became hardened and stuck out
like a miniature fingertip. My nipples were always in
an aroused state, and that fact wasn't lost on Cindy.
She had taken one of my nipples between her thumb and
forefinger and was pinching and twisting it. I turned
up the heat by first putting my whole hand over her
wonderful breast and then withdrawing it and replacing
it with my mouth. When I took her nipple in my lips,
Cindy let out a little moan and I took it as my signal
to proceed.
By this time I was facing Cindy and she was sitting on
the tub bench. I was bending over, standing on the
bottom of the tub. Cindy had arched her back so I
could reach her breasts without being under water. I
moved the other side of her bikini top aside and began
to work on the other breast.
At the same time, I dropped one of my hands from the
side of the tub down into the water to lightly stroke
Cindy's smooth and muscular thigh. "Ooh, that feels
so nice," she said. I had a mouthful of nipple and
could only answer "Hmmmm."
I kept up with my nipple action all the while stroking
further and further up on her thigh. When I reached
her mound, I put my hand over it and pressed firmly but
gently, she spread her legs a little further apart so
I could gain greater access and I carefully exerted
more pressure where I expected her clitoris to be.
With a gasp and tensing motion Cindy came in her bikini
bottoms with only my hand on the outside stimulating
her. God, she is so hot!
I reached both hands down and grasped the sides of her
bikini bottoms. Cindy lifted her cute behind so I
could take them off. I let her cool down a little from
her first orgasm and sat back on the bench next to her
and put my hand back.
I started massaging her cunt from her clit down to her
love tunnel and back again, each time flicking her clit
and massaging little circles around it. She was really
enjoying it and was showing it by moaning continuously.
I plunged a finger into her hot box this time, and she
came again. I let her cool off a little and gave her
a big hot kiss.
Right then, I felt Cindy untying the lace on my board
shorts and ripping the velcro open. She grabbed my
now very hard dick in her hand and squeezed it very
tightly. I was in another world!! I lifted her out
of the tub onto the deck and started to lick her clit
for all I was worth.
I didn't keep this up for very long when I was rewarded
with another shuddering, shattering orgasm. I pulled
Cindy back into the tub so she wouldn't get cold and
pulled her onto my lap with my dick right in front of
her wet and ready pussy. She grabbed my dick and
plunged it into herself.
The feeling was magnificent. We remained motionless
for what seemed like an eternity, just savoring the
feeling. I knew that if I started fucking her right
away that, as aroused as I was, that I would cum in
an instant, and I wanted this to last as long as it
could. Slowly, I stood up and scooted over so she
could lean on the edge of the tub. I started plunging
in and out very slowly, savoring the moment and the
delicious mixture of hot and cold sensations. I placed
my hands on her hips and drew her to me as I so care-
fully thrust into her.
Before long, Cindy was pushing back at my thrusts and
I rested my hands on her beautiful behind. I slowed to
a stop for a few moments to keep from coming, and Cindy
slowed down with me, such a responsive lover.
We started our motions again, and I tentatively put a
hand between her ass cheeks and started to massage her
puckered little ass hole. She reacted a little when I
first touched it, but then let out a little "Mmmmmm."
sound that sounded good. I just left my finger there
as we kept going. The motions were getting pretty
athletic and water was splashing out of the tub.
I could feel myself getting closer.
Just then, I pushed my little finger into her ass hole
just a little bit. Cindy erupted with her most power-
ful orgasm yet. Even in the hot tub I could feel her
hot juices surrounding my hard cock and the walls of
her vagina pulsating around my hard member. I kept
thrusting through her orgasm and she screamed "fuck me
harder!"
I didn't need to be told twice... I kept pounding her
and the one orgasm led to another. That was enough to
bring me over the edge and I came inside her for what
seemed like 20 minutes.
We sank back down onto the tub bench and I held her
close to me. We kissed, and as my penis softened and
came out, she sat next to me. We hugged for a long
time, sublimely soaking in the hot tub. My heart was
beating a mile a minute and I was really hot. I got
up and sat on the edge of the tub. I was feeling
incredible. "Cindy, are you alright?" I asked.
"Oh, I'm very fine David."
"You sure are!" I answered.
Whatever happened next, I knew that this was an
experience I'd never forget.
***
So far, everything was going at least as well as I'd
planned. David was all I'd hoped for and more,
charming me by bringing flowers when he showed
then lavishing me with praise and attention throughout
the afternoon and evening. Not only was he showing
himself to be the sensitive and special person I had
come to know through e-mail, he now thrilled me in
person with passionate stares and very sexy vibrations.
This was just about what I expected from David, his
e-mails had always exuded the most desperately
frustrated sexual longings and I found that attractive,
a man after my own heart.
I had David in my living room, having just finished
serving him a special meal. I had cooked up a witch's
potion of specially herbed and spiced soup, ingredients
carefully gathered far in advance for their aphrodisiac
qualities. Likewise the rest of the meal from the
vegetables to the freshly ground flour in the rolls I'd
baked, everything was selected for it's seduction
value. I'd prepared everything earlier, in the ancient
Auyervedic tradition, and had faith in the blessings of
sexual power this food would deliver.
Between the special food, my revealing clothing, and
the various intoxicants I encouraged David to enjoy,
he was displaying every symptom of being under a spell
while we sat together on the couch after dinner enjoy-
ing some music and getting to know each other. Then
I got up, bent low in front of him, casually, as if I
were picking something up, but letting my short lycra
dress ride up high as I exposed my underwear-free
crotch to his view.
Then I left him alone for a few minutes, smiling in
the kitchen while the next audio selection came on.
Instead of the classic rock we had been listening to,
Tibetan monks chanted monotonously while surf pounded
in the background.
This was the most effective relaxation selection I had
ever found and within 5 minutes it did its work and
David was asleep.
I stood over David's sleeping form as he rested on the
couch, admiring the peace and relaxation on his face.
My gaze lingered on his lips, moist and slightly
parted, they looked invitingly smooth. Bending over
him, I pushed my nose close in to his armpit and took
in a deep draw of his aroma.
I was immediately titillated as his body's natural
pheromone-rich scent rushed to the primitive core of
my brain and aroused my primitive lust. Moving my
face slowly up his body I breathed gently in his ear
and was rewarded with his soft moan. His hips were
twitching and there was a substantial bulge in his
pants.
I sat on the floor beside him for a bit, admiring him,
enjoying sweet moments just listening to his breathing.
I reflected on my great fortune, being afforded this
rare and wonderful opportunity with this special
person. I went to my room and changed into an
irresistibly provocative outfit, a black lace and
satin bustier that showed off my breasts and cleavage
to their best advantage.
I put on matching black panties and a garter belt
holding up black silk stockings. I finished the look
with heels as high as I could walk in and noted as I
passed the mirror that my well-conditioned legs looked
as sexy as could be.
Back in the living room, I got some higher energy music
playing on the stereo and began to stretch myself with
some yoga poses. As soon as I looked at David, his
eyes opened and we were locked in an electric stare.
David mumbled something about having had an erotic
dream about me and I smiled. I finished the stretching
pose and stood up just as the Stones launched into
"Beast of Burden". I pulled David to his feet and we
hugged.
The hug turned into a sensual dance as our bodies
swayed together with the music. Mick Jagger's primal
whining perfectly expressed our primal urges and I
panted as I felt his firm member against my swelling
clitoris.
We both enjoyed the deliciousness of the moment,
the intensity of our lust, and we prolonged it by
restraining ourselves as long as we could from further
contact. Before the song was finished we could not
wait any longer.
Our eyes were shining, our lips swollen with passion
as we pressed them together for the first time. Our
tongues explored each other's mouths delightedly then
roamed farther as we kissed each other's faces, then
ears. His lips found my neck, kissing up and down its
length while breathing against me and my excitement
became unbearable.
"Come with me!" I begged, and led David downstairs to
my bed.
I pulled off his shirt, then paused to take some deep
breaths and tried to control myself. I wanted to
relax and fully enjoy the delightful events unfolding.
He slipped out of his pants and I was happy to see he
was wearing boxers, boxers have always turned me on
for some reason. I stepped back and lit some candles
while David took off his underwear, treating me to my
first view of his raging erection. His cock throbbed
in gorgeous shades of red and purple, I couldn't wait
to touch it, but I slowly undressed while David watched
approvingly.
Before removing my panties, I faced him and spread my
legs wide enough for him to see they were crotchless.
With my fingers, I spread the wet and swollen lips of
my cunt and showed him the bright pinkness inside. I
pushed my index finger inside myself, then pulled it
out wet and stretched my finger to his nose.
David grasped my hand and put my finger in his mouth,
sucking it, then pulled me down beside him on the bed.
His hands cupped my breasts, and he gently rolled my
nipples between his fingers making me gasp with
pleasure. I caressed his burning organ with one hand
while my other hand played over the toned muscles of
his butt, his back, shoulders and arms. My mouth
sucked one of his nipples, then the other, and I felt
his breathing deepen in immediate response.
David then began sucking my nipples, pulling back from
time to time to admire their pinkness in the candle-
light, marveling at how hard and erect they became in
his mouth.
Pushing close to David, I rubbed his hard cock back
and forth against the engorged firmness of my clitoris
until I couldn't stand it anymore and rolled to my
back, pulling David on top of me. "Please put it in
me!" I begged, and thankfully David did just as
requested.
He was slow about it though, delightfully slow, first
massaging my clitoris with the wet tip of his cock,
then gently pushing in just the tip and withdrawing it
again and again until I moaned and pulled his hips into
me, begging that I needed all of his long, hard dick
inside me. David thrust his groins toward me then,
and I met each thrust, pushing his hot meat deeper and
deeper inside me until I felt the entire length filling
me with pleasure. We rocked together, panting and
moaning, until David's ragged breathing let me know he
couldn't last much longer.
Pushing him off me, I rolled him to his back and
squatted over him. Slowly, exquisitely, I sat down on
his pulsing erection, easing him back into me until I
felt the full length of him again. Then I rode his
dick, rocking my bursting clitoris against his firm
pubic bone, moving up and down on his shaft until I
felt the bursting dam of imminent orgasm. "Oh David,"
I moaned, "you are making me come! Fuck me hard!"
As we looked into each other's eyes I saw his face
contort as he started coming too. Gripping his cock
with all the strength of my cunt, I felt David's hot
load shooting into me as we strained together in
ecstasy. Both of us rend the night's silence with
screams and moans of delight, finally collapsing in
each other's arms, tears of joy running down our faces.
Just then there was a knock on the door of my bedroom
that opens to the outside and I called for the visitor
to come in. The door opened and there stood my friend
Terri. There was a strange look on her face, jealousy?
No, it was unmistakable sexual arousal, and I wondered
how long she had been outside the door...
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