A Weekend at the Mountain
Spring break was finally here. My friends Jason, Dan, and I planned a late-season skiing trip to a popular ski resort town a few hours from our university. The three of us piled into the car after our last class on Friday and headed to the mountains. We arrived too late to ski, so we hit up some clubs.
While we talked a great game of skiing, we all knew the primary purpose of the trip was to get laid by some other girls besides the same party sluts we constantly bumped into at our college parties. All three of us were single and had no use for girlfriends and just looked to hook up with girls looking to have fun at school. We all met at college and became fast friends our freshman year with a common view of fun casual sex.
We walked into the club, and it was pretty busy. It was a combination bar and dance club that catered to the snow bunny crowd. People in town for skiing and other winter activities packed into the crowded club. The people were evenly distributed around The dance floor, bar, and tables. There were plenty of hot women, so I was surprised how the night went down.
Jason got us a round of drinks and met us at a high-top table. Right after he set our drinks down, a young green-eyed woman with smokey cat eye makeup, dark hair, and a voluptuous figure in a slinky black dress walked up to our table. She walked up and seductively looked at all of us, then grabbed Jason's hand and led him to the dance floor. He followed her without question.
She was dancing before they got a spot on our side of the dance floor. We had a good view, and she immediately began to grind her ass into Jason’s crotch. She was obviously up for anything. Between her beautiful face and her Double D tits, we had a hard time looking around to find girls of our own. From time to time, she looked over at us and smiled. For now, I was happy just watching my buddy’s girl.
Dan leaned over to me while still looking at her, “How old do you think she is?”
I said, “Well, she got in here, so figure twenty-one, maybe twenty=two.”
He finally looked at me. “No way, man, she's younger.”
I just laughed, “Either way, she looks amazing.”
He nodded and smiled, and we continued to watch her.
She and Jason were now facing each other. She put one of her arms around his neck and pulled his face to her for a deep, passionate kiss. One of his hands cradled her ass with his fingers rubbing her crack through the thin material of her dress. As they turned, we saw his other hand slide up her rib cage to hold and squeeze her ample breast.
The song ended after a few more minutes, and the two walked back over to our table. Morgan was all smiles and using her smokey eyes to her advantage. At first, I thought she was just showing off as she took a break with Jason and us at the table. But the more she continued to flirt with Dan and me, the more I thought we might be in for a treat that night.
Jason and Morgan returned to the dance floor for another steamy dance. Some of the others around them noticed their wandering hands. They kissed, and she broke away. They had a conversation, talking into each other's ear. They split up before the song's end. Jason headed towards the bar, and Morgan returned to the table.
Morgan joined us; she was an avatar of attraction at that moment. She looked terrific, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She and Dan started with some small talk about skiing.
Morgan was laughing and chatting with Dan, and all the while, she was leaning over, showing mounds of cleavage. I ogled her without shame, and she caught me. She smiled, opened her mouth, and pulled the left side of the dress aside to bear her nipple to me.
“Do you want a taste right now or wait till later,” she asked.
“I wish there were three of you,” I said.
“Sorry my friends aren’t here, but I don’t mind us all having fun together. Jason doesn’t mind sharing,” she said.
“I can’t wait,” I told her.
Dan took this opportunity to ask his question. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but how old are you?”
“I hope I’m not too young for you,” she said.
“There is no way of that; I’m just hoping I’m not too old for you,” he said.
“Well, don’t worry, I’m eighteen. But if I were a little younger, I doubt you would mind.
Dan, that dirty bastard, he just grinned. There was a pause, and clearly, he had a new thought.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket. “Can I get a picture,” he asked, holding up his phone.
“Sure.” She posed a few times, finally ending with leaning over the table, displaying her deep cleavage. She stood straight as he stopped and said, “Save some battery cause you can get way better ones later tonight.”
Jason returned from the bar and said, “Let's head back to our place.”
We got our coats and piled into our car. Tonight was one of those nights I wish I wasn't the driver. As I took the wheel, I was never more eager to return to our rental house.
I looked over at Dan and saw him drooling, looking at Jason and Morgan in the back seat. I looked up into the rearview mirror and was surprised. The front of her dress was open, and Jason was sucking her breast while Morgan’s eyes locked on Dan.
I checked myself and tore my eyes away to look back at the road. This would be the wrong night to get into a fender bender. As we stopped at a stop sign, I looked back and saw Jason had his head back and eyes closed. I moved my head up to see what she was up to and saw her head bob up and down in his lap. I pulled up into the drive of our chalet about a minute later.
As we opened the doors, Morgan finished her blow job, sat up, looked around to see where she was, and pulled up her top. She looked at me and grinned.
“Time to party,” she said, raising her eyebrows.
I jumped out of the car and realized we were in for a treat. Jason led her by the hand up the stairs to the second-floor entrance of the chalet. I was right behind them, looking up at her ass. Jason fumbled for the keys, and I took the opportunity to get a feel in and reached out to grab her ass. I rubbed my hand up her thigh, pushing her dress up.
She looked back at me and pulled the dress out so my hand was right on her panties, so I went further. I slipped my thumb under the elastic of her underwear and moved it forward. The tip of my thumb was on the moist lips of her pussy when Jason opened the door. We moved forward to go in.
Once inside, we got pretty wild almost immediately. Jason leaned in and kissed her with his hands on her ass and tits. She pushed back from him.
“Don’t be so greedy, Jason. This is a party. You have to share.”
“Let's see a show then,” he told her.
Dan had music playing on his phone in seconds. Morgan began to move her hips and rub her body. After a minute of slithering dance, she started sliding her dress down. From what I saw, I thought she was wearing a bra, but at some point, she must have taken her bra off. Her body was amazing. Dan was holding up his phone, taking pics of her, and she took a few moments to show off and mug for the camera.
The best way to describe her was busty but petite. She almost seemed top-heavy. Her butt was great but not big, so her tits stole the show. She appeared about 5’4”, and her tits were at least double Ds. Her skin was tanned, and despite the end of winter, she already had some light tan lines.
She quickly pushed her dress down over her ass collecting her underwear in her thumbs so as she pulled everything down, and she was naked. She stepped out of her black dress as it lay on the ground and sat on the coffee table. She opened her legs and gave us all a full view of her bald cunt. As smooth as the skin was, it had to be waxed, not shaven.
Jason was the first of us to recover, and even with her pussy presented, he pulled out his dick and put it in her face. She grabbed his member and jacked it off, and then began to suck. Jason wanted to finish what he started in the car. Dan fiddled with his phone, shifted from photos, and made a video of her. It's time to start using up that battery. Dan wanted pics and a video, but I wanted to get into the game.
I pulled open my fly and pulled off my jeans. I didn’t have to pump my cock at all as all 8 inches of it was as hard as a rock. Jason grabbed her from both sides of her head and began to fuck her face. Just as she started to gag and he let up, and I put my cock into her cunt.
Morgan was the kind of girl who didn’t need foreplay. She was wet and ready for me. Jason took this time to pull out of her mouth and pull off his clothes. His actions gave me a chance to focus on Morgan. She looked at me with an aggressive and almost taunting smile. I knew she liked what I was doing, but she seemed to taunt me to give it to her better than Jason. Her eyes watered, and her eye makeup was beginning to run.
“Are you gonna fuck me good,” she asked. Her voice tapered off into a moan.
She shifted her eyes down and watched my cock disappear inside her and then looked over to Dan, who was still taking video with his cell phone of the scene.
“You want to watch through your camera or fuck me?”
Dan threw his phone over to the couch and pulled up his shirt.
Jason was ready to get back in the game now that he was naked. He bent down and kissed her on the mouth.
He broke away from the kiss and told her to open her mouth, and she did. He spat in her mouth.
She closed her mouth, made a show of swallowing it, and smiled. “You know just how I to treat me, baby.”
He looked at me and said, “Let's get her on her hands and knees.”
I pulled out, and she stood up, turned around, and got down on the floor next to the coffee table on her hands and knees. Now I had a great view of her ass and cunt, and her head was right in front of Jason as he kneeled in front of her face with his dick in his hand. He slid it in, and Jason had a straight shot to her throat.