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I love skiing. I’ve never gone skiing, but I just love it. You should soon understand why.
My family owns a condo in the mountains and back when I was in college I used to spend a lot of time there in the winter. It was a good place to go to just get away. Sometimes I would bring friends, sometimes I would go alone. After graduating from college I would still spend some weekends at the condo and one long weekend I invited my friend Dena along.
Let me give you a little background on Dena. She and I went to the same college but I was a year ahead of her. I was always interested in her, but she seemed very happy with just being friends, good friends, but still, just friends. We were always hanging out together after classes and on weekends and such but after I graduated that started to wind down to only occasionally. There was one incident when Dena and one of her friends had watched me masturbate, but that’s a whole different story.
This leads us to the early winter after graduation. I was heading to the condo and while talking to Dena I mentioned it and asked if she wanted to go. She had been there before a couple times, but never alone with me, always with other folks around. While I was thinking about the possibilities, I later found that Dena had other ideas. Before the weekend was upon us Dena called and asked if she could bring her roommate Kate along to go skiing. Kate and I were friends as well, and I was happy to have her around, but I was hoping to not have anyone else around. I reluctantly replied, “The more the merrier,” and my fate was sealed. I was never good at advances, which is why I was where I was relationship-wise with Dena I guess.
Before the weekend I drove up to the condo early on Friday, it’s only a couple hours from the school. The girls drove up on Friday night. I told them I would have dinner ready for everyone and we would have a grand time.
Just before six the ladies arrived, I was just finishing up dinner and had almost everything ready. That’s when I found that Dena took me literally when I said the more the merrier as she and Kate were accompanied by Kate’s friend Jennifer for the trip. Now I was feeling like the odd duck out, or maybe the butler at a ladies’ retreat.
I made the best of it as they sorted out their things and cleaned up after a fun but tiring day of skiing. It was cold, even for winter that weekend and there was a fire roaring in the fireplace in the living room.
The condo was small, but nice, with a kitchen, dining, living room combo on the first floor, as well as a master bedroom. The second floor is divided into two sections, more bunk rooms with multiple beds in each. I always claim the master bedroom and the girls fended for themselves on the second floor.
After dinner the ladies lounged in the living room while I cleaned up. Jokes were traded about my serving them and that they could get used to such treatment. I was still sulking about being on the outside of the group. One thing that was definitely helping with my mood was Jennifer. She was not shy and had changed into stretchy pants and a t-shirt for the evening. She kept lounging in front of the fire and there were always peeks into her shirt and her curves. Jen was small, barely five feet tall, but perfectly proportioned and had short dirty blond hair that seemed to perfectly suit her personality.
After all the ‘chores’ were done I joined everyone in the living room. We all just chatted about nothing important and at one point Dena asked if I would rub her feet. This was one of the many failed advances I used in the past to endear myself with Dena. She enjoyed it but it never led anywhere. Kate and Jen joked about being next, I asked who was going to do mine and they all just laughed.
The night went on, uneventful and fairly frustrating. Me and three lovely ladies with no path to fulfillment. I mostly just engaged in small talk and watched.
Around ten Kate excused herself and left to get ready for bed. The only full bath is located on the first floor just off the master bedroom so everyone usually uses that to clean up. This provides for a regular parade of folks in pajamas and various stages of dress through the living room. Tonight was no different and one by one the girls were off to bed, upstairs in the bunk room.
I retired to the master bedroom, fairly worked up from the voyeuristic evening and Dena’s feet. Once I settled into the bed I could hear the girls’ muffled voices upstairs. It would seem the party hadn’t ended for them, just moved. This was fine with me as I was just going to do a little fantasizing, exhaust some frustration and get some sleep. While I was masturbating I could hear the girls talking, I wasn’t able to make it out but could tell from the tone they were having fun. When I was done I turned in for the night.
The next morning I woke to the sound of someone in the shower. I threw on a robe and wandered out of the bedroom. Jen was in the kitchen and asked if I wanted some coffee, I said yes. She then asked me how Ankara travesti to make coffee as she hadn’t figured out the coffee maker yet. I showed her and as Kate came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and not much else. Kate’s straight black hair was all shiny from the shower and her legs were toned and glistening, I couldn’t help but stare.
As she slowly walked by, matching my gaze, she said, “Who’s next?”
This broke my stare and I turned to Jen. “I guess you are.”
“No, I’m just going to get all sweaty skiing, thanks.”
I asked about Dena but they felt she was all set so I headed in to shower.
As I was getting ready for the shower I noticed a pair of black panties on the floor by the door. I picked them up and inspected them, imagining the pleasures that were held beneath them. I placed them on the vanity and continued with my morning routine.
While showering I was picturing Kate’s body wrapped in that towel and the towel slipping away. Wearing nothing but a smile Kate slowly walked over to me and wrapped her hand around my cock. I slowly stroked imagining it was her hand, imagining her perky breasts, beautiful pussy and long legs. After a couple minutes I snapped myself out of the fantasy and rinsed off. I shut off the shower and just as I was reaching for a towel there was a knock on the door.
“Yes?” I said, answering the knock. As soon as I said this the door swung open and Kate was standing there. I had just gotten the towel in front of my cock which was still hard from the fantasy session.
“Hey, did you see…” she was just saying when she spotted the panties. “There they are,” and she snatched them up. She was staring at me the whole time and beaming a smile. “Sorry to bother you.”
“No problem.” I said as she started to leave, then she turned back.
She held the panties in front of her, “Do you have a washer we could use while we’re here?”
“Uh, yes, there’s a washer here. I’m doing laundry if you like, or you can use it, whatever.”
“Great, thanks!” she exclaimed and walked towards me holding her hand out. “I guess you’ll need these.”
I tried to reach for the panties while holding the towel and didn’t do a great job of hiding my excitement. When I looked up from the panties I saw that Kate was looking down at the towel.
“I’ll leave you to finish up, thank you,” she said with humor in her tone and walked out, closing the door behind her.
After she left my head was swimming, I let the towel fall and wrapped the soft cotton panties around my cock. They felt amazing. I figured I was washing them so no harm no foul.
When I got out of the bathroom all three ladies were in the final stages of preparation for skiing. I told them I would make dinner and mentioned the laundry. Apparently Kate had already told them and they had some clothes ready for the wash. I also mentioned I would be going to the market so should they need anything there was a list on the counter by the door to add stuff.
After a bit they headed out and I set to some of the tasks for the day. I was planning on a quiet day relaxing after getting some chores done. I started the laundry, the girls had indeed added some clothes and I added mine and Kate’s panties.
I then headed out to the market. When I grabbed the list I noticed that someone had added some items to it. On the bottom three things was:
-Condoms
-Massage Oil
-Vibrator
With the playful tone of the weekend I took it all in stride, but I wasn’t going to be one upped. While out shopping I was able to find a shop that catered to adult needs and purchase all three items on the list. Purchasing the vibrator was a little embarrassing, but I made it through.
When I got back to the condo I unpacked everything and left the three special items on the counter where the list had been.
I did the laundry which was a treat as there were plenty of delicates included. I knew who the black panties belonged to but spent some time wondering who belonged to the other panties.
When the girls returned from skiing there was a tornado of activity and they dragged in their gear and got changed and settled.
I had a fire well-stoked which was good as they were all chilled from a day in the snow.
As I prepared dinner the girls spent most of their time upstairs or in the shower. Just before dinner Dena emerged from the bathroom. She was wrapped in a towel that just barely covered her. Her long shapely legs looked fabulous.
“Smells great, I’ll be down in a bit.” She then disappeared around the corner into the living room.
I started getting things ready to serve and carried a few plates out to the dining room. As I was doing this I looked into the living room and there was Dena, standing in front of the fire drying herself off with the towel at her feet.
I froze for a couple seconds, she was stunning and I was like a deer in the headlights.
After a few moments Dena finished up drying and warming her beautiful body and headed Antalya travesti upstairs, as she did I stood motionless and took her in. Then I wandered back into the kitchen in a trance-like state.
As I was preparing dinner I noticed that the ‘special’ items I had purchased were no longer on the counter. I was hoping to get some use from at least one of the items, seeing as I was the only one who could use the condoms I thought it might be highly likely, at least I hoped so.
During dinner the gals related the tales of the day and the fun they had skiing and after we retired to the living room and had some wine while watching a movie.
During the movie I sat on one of the couches and Jen sat with me. She slid her feet up on my lap playfully and I got the message that she wanted a foot rub too. After dinner she had changed for bed and was wearing stretch pants and a short t-shirt. As I rubbed her feet she kept rubbing against my crotch and sliding her legs up so my hand would ride up her leg. I was getting very aroused which I know was apparent to her. As we were doing this I had slid a blanket over her legs so I hoped it was obvious to everyone else.
After the movie everyone said their good nights and I headed off into the master bedroom, alone. For a while I heard the ladies chatting and laughing upstairs, this just added to my arousal and fantasies.
I started to fantasize about Dena standing in the living room, slowly running her hands around her body. I slid down my shorts and started to stroke my cock imagining the girls using the vibrator I had purchased for them.
I hadn’t noticed at first but someone had come downstairs while I was busy, the door to the master bedroom was open, as it always was, and I just managed to slide up my boxers before I heard a quiet voice say, “Are you asleep?”
“No,” I replied and turned to see Jen in the doorway lit by the light spilling in from the kitchen.
“I’m sorry,” she started, “can I sleep down here? They aren’t going to sleep up there or be very quiet.”
“Um, sure,” I managed. “It’s a little quieter down here. Anyway, I can sleep in the living room.” With this I started to get out of bed.
“You don’t have to, I don’t bite.” Jen joked. And with this she slipped off the robe and moved towards the bed. I could see she was still wearing the short t-shirt and a pair of blue-green panties and nothing else. She slid into the queen sized bed next to me. I was flustered and excited, I tried to hide the excitement and rolled to face the wall opposite the door.
We had only been like this for a couple minutes when Jen whispered, “Do you think we could cozy up, I’m really cold.”
My first thought was, “Of course you’re cold, you are almost naked!” but I didn’t say it. Instead, I rolled toward her and managed to croak out, “Sure.”
She rolled with her back to me and slid toward me, headed for the perfect spooning position. She being about nine inches shorter than me easily fit against me. At first I felt awkward, my arms seemed all scrunched and I was a bit off balance. Then I felt Jen reach behind her and she clasped my hand, gently sliding it up and over her.
Jen’s body was so warm and soft and her bottom was pressed firmly against my crotch. This all added to my excitement and I was growing more and more erect. I laid there, inhaling the lovely scent of Jen’s hair, feeling her breath in and out, there was no way I was sleepy. I realized that Jen wasn’t sleeping either. Her hand on mine started slowly guiding my fingers in circles on her stomach. Slowly we circled, on the down cycle my fingertips would graze her panties. Now my cock was rock hard, there’s no way she couldn’t feel it. She kept this up for a while, I just kept going along, no idea what I should and shouldn’t do. The circles continued to move lower and my fingers slid under her panties over and over. I could feel her warmth but I couldn’t reach all the way down between her legs, my arm just wasn’t long enough.
Jen stopped circling with my hand and just pushed as far down as I could reach, but it wasn’t enough. She rolled a quarter turn towards me at the same time sliding my hand all the way down into her panties. My fingers grazed the top of her vagina and she purred. Her finger tangled with mine and she pushed my fingers down, slowly rubbing back and forth. I could feel her getting warmer, breathing quickening. As she guided me she slowly rocked against my groin, the sensation started to make me light headed. Jen continued, slowly, quietly masturbating with my hand.
After a few minutes Jen whispered to me, “That feels so good,” continuing to ride my fingers.
As my pace quickened so did her breathing and motions, she also started to moan and as we proceeded she got louder adding breathy, “Yes, yes, yes…” quicker and quicker. Then suddenly her body tensed up and she shuddered, clamping her hand around my hand. Then she let out a long sigh.
She lay there motionless for a bit, then, shockingly she then rolled İstanbul travesti over and into the blankets, snuggling in for the night. I was left sitting there, motionless with a raging hard on, unsure what to do. She was done and I was just getting started.
I didn’t have the nerve to do anything more, so I quietly rolled to the other side of the bed. It was obvious I was on my own. I slid a tissue from the nightstand and wrapped it around the head of my cock. As quiet as I could I rode my hand, still smelling Jen’s passion. It didn’t take long until I was shuddering, shooting into the tissue. After a few minutes I tried to compose myself as quietly as I could and then I settled in for the night as well.
I woke the next morning to find that Jen was gone. I got up and got dressed then headed for the kitchen. None of the ladies were up yet. I made some coffee and a little something to nibble on for everyone for breakfast. Kate was the first one up that morning. She came down for breakfast wearing a baggy sweatshirt and boxer shorts. It wasn’t the most arousing outfit but did look great when she bent over as her sweatshirt was many sizes too big for her and she wasn’t wearing anything under.
Kate was sitting at the table and I sat across from her. “I guess everyone is sleeping in this morning.”
Kate smiled at me. “Or something.”
I looked at her, “should I ask?”
“It’s all your fault,” she said jokingly to me.
“What did I do?”
“Well, we had planned on teasing you all weekend. See who could get you the most excited. You know, flirting, and such. We were joking about it on the way up. Dena seemed way into it but now she’s upset.”
“Why? What happened?”
“She’s mad because Jen took it too far.”
“How’s that?”
“She fucked you.”
I was taken aback by her statement. “No… um, she… no.”
“Last night, we could hear you.”
“Yes, but we didn’t…”
“Didn’t what?”
“We didn’t, well, we didn’t have sex.”
“Well someone did.”
“We just masturbated, I mean Jen, then… that’s it.”
“I’m not sure if that matters, Dena thinks you did.”
“I don’t understand why that would make Dena mad?”
“Jealous.”
I wasn’t expecting that answer, I didn’t realize Dena was interested in me. “Jealous? You mean Dena, is jealous of me and Jen?”
“Yes, Dena had her own plans, but you messed those up.”
“All she had to do was say something, I mean, I like her and I’d love to…”
Kate cut me off with a look and then laughed. “Dena and Jen.”
“What?”
“Dena and Jen, not Dena and you. Dena wants to fuck Jen.”
I was stunned.
“Yep, and Jen jumped the shark. I was looking forward to seeing you jerk off too.”
“What?”
“Dena told us about the time you jerked off in front of her. We figured if we got you worked up enough we could get you to do it again.”
“Oh,” was all I could manage. There was so much swimming around in my head, the idea of Dena and Jen having sex, Kate hitting on me, it was too much to focus on one thing.
“Oh well, I guess it’s all messed up now.”
“Sorry, I didn’t know.”
“Well you could make it up to me,” she said with a playful smile.
“How’s that?”
“You could jerk off for me!”
“Oh, is that all?”
“Yes, don’t you want to?”
I laughed, “Oh sure.”
“Well, go ahead then!”
“Now? You want me to just whip it out now?”
“Yes! No time like the present.”
I laughed again, I couldn’t tell if she was teasing or if she was serious. “Sure, I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” I kidded back.
She smiled and tilted her head to the side, “Okay.” Then she reached down and started to lift her sweatshirt over her head. Just then we heard the other ladies coming down the stairs and Kate stopped, she slid her sweatshirt back down. I just froze.
Dena and Jen came around the corner, they were both dressed and looked to be ready for skiing.
“Coffee!” Dena declared.
“Yes,” agreed Jen.
They both seemed to be in good spirits.
Everyone had a little for breakfast and then headed out for skiing, I was mostly too distracted by what Kate had talked about to remember much of what else happened. I spent some of the day cross country skiing and then back to the condo doing some drawing and just hanging out. After the ladies returned we all had dinner and once again ended up in the living room in front of the fire. I could tell that Dena was still somewhat upset and for the most part the conversation stayed away from sex, that was right up until Jen mentioned getting a foot rub. Dena instantly responded by saying, “More like a foot job.”
Jen looked hurt and went over to Dena, “You could always rub my feet,” she said while trying to slide into the chair next to Dena.
Kate looked at me and smiled, “How about me, can I get a foot rub?”
“What about the foot job part?” I joked.
Kate sat down next to me on the sofa. “Let’s see how good you are…”
Kate positioned her feet up on my lap and I started rubbing them. The conversation continued and as we talked Kate started rubbing through my sweatpants, I was getting that foot job after all. I slid a blanket up over Kate’s feet but she kicked it off. “I’m too warm for that,” she said playfully.