We had never won anything, even though Melissa enters just about every free competition advertised on the television or in magazines. But we did! We found ourselves in this amazing winter-wonderland; a wooden chalet, complete with balcony, on top of the world, set deep in the mountains, serviced only by cable car. Pristine white snow barely allowed the rocks to peek through and even then, only on the horizon. Snowdrifts piled up against the exposed corners of the building that only protected its occupants by log burning fires and deep pile floor coverings. Strangely, there was an outside Jacuzzi on the balcony.
The air was crystal clear. There was no way that any traffic fumes or sweat emanating from people on the overcrowded tube trains was going to linger up here. You could touch the crispness with your fingertips and taste the clean breeze as it rested gently on your tongue.
It was truly amazing and it was ours for a whole week. For two days we had bathed in the soft light of the sunrise which flooded the bedroom and basked in the glorious reddened glow of the setting sun.
ooOoo
Three weeks earlier, we had been promised the experience of a lifetime from none other than, Santa’s Piste Adventures. I thought it was an excuse to get drunk while being a member of the unruly brigade in a Swiss resort. Melissa was buzzing when she read what we had won.
“Comes complete with a special present from Santa,” she smiled.
“I am Santa,” I replied.
“Yes, well, hopefully, this one,” she pointed to the brochure, “will have a much bigger cock.”
“He could be female,” I retorted.
Melissa just smiled. I knew exactly what was on her mind; the way she was thinking, the way she bit her lip was perfectly clear to me.
ooOoo
The chalet was everything we hoped it would be. The only thing that wasn’t in the chalet when we arrived was that special present from Santa. We didn’t have it in us to complain as we were over the moon with everything else. On the third day, I was getting restless and so I decided to treat my body to some exercise. I left Melissa in the chalet on the day of Christmas Eve, primarily to go skiing and promising that I would be back in plenty of time to help with the festivities.
However, in this sort of terrain, I was a complete novice. Everything, for miles around, was off-piste; so a trip down to the resort was in order. It was thoroughly enjoyable and I managed to stay upright for the whole time. I did partake in a beer or two and a slice of pizza, but then it would have been wrong not to socialise with all the down-cladded beauties on display; even if all they were interested in were the sun-tanned ski instructors.
The travel back to the chalet was unbelievably cold, especially with no one to cuddle up to on the ski lift and at that time of the evening it was a one-way journey; the last bus home, so-to-speak. It wasn’t the sort of place where you forgot a prime ingredient of your meal and had to rush to the shops to fetch it. The sun had already gone down and darkness encroached on just about everything; almost sucking the life out of the place. Only the moonbeams seemed to have any fight left in them. The biting cold squeezed and oozed its way through every zip fastener and every buttonhole and especially down the neck; despite me having one of the best down jackets on the market.
I was freezing by the time I got to the chalet and I desperately hoped that Melissa would warm me up. The welcoming warmth of the chalet hit me as soon as I opened the door and I quickly removed my outer clothing, boots and socks before stepping into the lounge. The fire was ablaze and the sofa looked inviting; even though it seemed to be too close for comfort. The coffee table to one side already held two glasses of wine which brought a smile to my face.
Melissa appeared from the kitchen area. My mouth dropped open when I saw what little she was wearing, in fact, I’m not sure whether the apron she had on was actually worth the effort, but it probably prevented any splashes of hot oil on her lovely pale skin.
She sidled up to me and we kissed; turning it into a passionate embrace rather quickly. My hands quickly cupped her bottom as I crushed myself into her. She pushed me away and told me to get showered and to wear as little as I pleased for dinner. The smile on her face, although a little wicked, was far worse than I was used to and I slowly stepped away from her while cautiously looking around me. I remembered all too well what happened the last time Melissa told me to strip and come downstairs.
After showering, I reckoned on wearing nothing as Melissa would surely not be dressing for the occasion. And once again, Melissa surprised me, or rather both of them surprised me. My mouth dropped open again when I entered the lounge as my eyes feasted across two naked women, casually chatting and drinking wine next to the dining table.
My quick reactions took over and I covered my bits while I studied my wife and started walking back through the same door that I had emerged; my gaze rapidly flitting between her and the stranger.
Melissa, grinning at me, soon caught me up and took one of my hands in hers; pulling me back into the room, leading me back to the dining table.
“This is Tomorrow,” she said.
I looked at Melissa with a little uncertainty. Well, quite a lot of uncertainty actually.
“No, it’s today,” I said out loud while grinning to myself.
“A box arrived today -” she continued, pausing for a while. I nodded, desperate to understand.
“I opened it -” her open hand pointed to the stranger.
I looked sideways at the beautiful stranger looking slyly at me over the wine glass that she held in front of her with both hands and I nodded, “Yes, go on.”
“Pixie dust exploded from the box and Tomorrow appeared.”
“What do you mean, tomorrow appeared, it’s today, Melissa. Have we lost a day?”
“Mark, meet Tomorrow,” she held out her hand in the direction of the smiling stranger. The penny started to drop.
“Pleased to meet you, Mark,” said Tomorrow, her head tilted to one side as she studied me. She bit the side of her lip in a way that I thought only Melissa could achieve.
I looked into her soft iridescent eyes, before taking her hand. I was immediately drawn to her pointed ears, her almost feathery, yet soft skin, her rather erect and pointed nipples; dark pink atop her larger brown aureoles. I almost melted when my gaze fell to her sex. It looked like heaven. Like it was hiding a dark and wet secret.
“Tomorrow has never had an orgasm, or so she says,” interjected Melissa.
I forgot to answer Melissa. In fact, I didn’t even look at her. I was still mesmerised. I had forgotten about my own nudity and could now feel my cock swell; getting larger than it ever had in the matter of a few minutes.
“Though, it wasn’t for the lack of trying.” Melissa continued. “We practically spent the whole afternoon licking each other out. She is, without doubt, insatiable.”
I was brought back to the present time as Melissa’s words slowly sunk in.
“You’ve spent the whole afternoon with…with Tomorrow.”
“Yeah, sounds strange putting it like that, but yeah.”
“Melissa has been so entertaining,” said Tomorrow, “You must have had, what? Ten or so orgasms.”
Melissa nodded.
“And she nearly had me when she introduced me to tribbing. I think that’s the word you used, yes.”
Melissa nodded once more.
“Mark, her tongue is unbelievable,” she said, turning to me as if to confirm her excitement.
“Her tongue is unbelievable? Just her tongue, have you listened to anything you just told me.”
“Don’t be afraid,” said Tomorrow, as she reached out to hold my arm.
I found myself indelibly drawn towards her. She placed her wine glass upon the table and she walked into me. Our bodies touched; her breasts, my chest. Her hands slid around my waist. Her soft sex brushed against the lower part of my erection. Her lips-
Her lips were like liquid gold. Her kiss felt like soft velvet. I didn’t know precisely when her tongue slipped between my lips, but it did. I felt Melissa hug me from behind; planting soft kisses on my shoulder blades and working up the side of my neck.
“She’s beyond wonderful,” she whispered in my ear, “Enthralling, heaven on Earth. Even I now believe in Santa.”
Tomorrow broke the kiss. “Come, let’s enjoy the Jacuzzi,” she said as she pulled me towards the sliding doors.
The outside cold hit me hard, but my hard-on triumphed despite it. I practically jumped into the Jacuzzi and was pleasantly met by hot water that had no trouble dispelling the bitter cold air. With only my head above the water, I watched as Tomorrow slowly and unflinchingly walked towards me.
My cock was as hard as it had ever been. I watched, mesmerised by her svelte figure and her downy sex. Her hips wiggled, her breasts bounced ever so slightly and her smile was letting me know that something special was going to happen.
Something special did happen, the moment she entered the pool.
The water around her body became luminescent, a pearly blue hue covered her body as she slid effortlessly towards me. My hands came upon her bottom as she raised herself upwards. I thought my cock was going straight inside her but it became trapped; between her bottom and my thighs. She kissed me once more.
I became aware of Melissa’s hands preventing Tomorrow’s nipples from crushing against my chest. Her hands fondled them and occasionally pinched on her teats. I felt rather than saw Melissa place small evenly spaced kisses as she patted her soft skin causing an eruption of a string of almost unheard sighs and intermittent shivers. Tomorrow’s tongue pressed home and before I was aware she was inside me; tongues swirling and fencing each other in orgasmic expectation.
Tomorrow pushed backwards against Melissa and motioned me to sit on the rim of the Jacuzzi. I wanted to, but I was too afraid of what the cold would do to my body to even bother to move. I silently questioned her motives.
She waved her hand and spun it around a couple of times. The heat seeping from the surface of the water swirled and formed a protective warm cape around my rising body. I sat on the edge and looked down as Tomorrow slipped my shiny head between her lips; sucking and then swirling her lips around it. Her tongue explored the shiny head before letting it disappear down her throat.
It was fair to say, her mouth engulfed me.
I was wallowing in her oral technique, my cock fully down her throat, her golden lips brushing what little pubic hair I adorned as my cock was lost to her oral ministrations.
Melissa was standing behind Tomorrow. Her own body engulfed, like mine, in a fine mist. One hand reached underneath Tomorrow and was caressing her breast and nipple with a gentleness that I struggled to believe. The other was concentrating hard in the proximity of her two holes. The pad of her finger alternating between Tomorrow’s anus and her oven-ready sex.