New Year's
Late December, the trees were heavy with snow and the excitement of
the holidays was still in the air. Icicles hung down past the windows
of our cabin in the woods. Kelly and I had flown in for a week of
skiing, and I was filled with her laughter and her smile. The view was
spectacular from the top of the mountain, Lake Tahoe sparkling like
a jewel below us. A handful of casinos sat along the shore, and we
spent several nights gambling and enjoying the noise, the crowds, and
the lights. We made love at night in front of the fire, and again in
the morning beneath piles of quilts. I had to coax Kelly out of bed
and onto the slopes each morning, her nose wrinkled against the cold,
her tongue extended to catch snowflakes and let them melt. We kissed
and teased each other as we rode the chair lift, high above the
ground. Saturday night was New Year's Eve, and I wanted to make it
special. There was a small French caf set high above the lake, where
we watched the sun drop behind the mountains, our fingers entwined on
the table top. Kelly's face glowed in the candlelight. We lingered
over our drinks, and stared into each others' eyes, saying the goofy
things new lovers say. All I could think about was how beautiful and
sexy she looked, and what it would be like later, making love to Kelly
"how she would feel against me, on top of me, beneath me, in my arms?"
When dinner arrived, I reluctantly let go of her hand to make room for
the plates. I barely ate a thing. I was too busy watching Kelly eat,
mesmerized by her body in tight jeans and a white silk shirt. Watching
a beautiful woman eat is very sensual and mysteriously arousing, at
least to me. Shiny forks moving into opened mouths, fingers and
tongues dabbing at the edges of warm, ripe lips, delicate hands
working together, picking things up, putting them down again,
constantly in motion. I pushed my food around my plate while watching
Kelly fondle her wineglass and lick chocolate mousse off her lips.
During dessert, I moved my chair closer to hers and sucked whipped
cream from her fingertips. Smiling, she put her hand on my leg and
began to trace a path towards my aching crotch. I thought about
pulling her even closer and guiding her hand to my hardened cock, but
I knew it would embarrass her in such a public place. Claiming I had
had a bit too much to drink, I asked her to drive us back to the
cabin. Truth is, I wanted to be able to look at her and tease her. As
she pulled onto the dark mountain road, I leaned over and kissed her
ear, nibbled on her neck, and ran my fingers across her cheeks. Kelly
playfully bit at my fingers, catching one between her teeth and
flicking it with her tongue. My heart was pounding and my cock was
throbbing, as I watched her concentrate on the unfamiliar road. Just
ahead was one of those scenic view places. Without saying a word,
Kelly pulled off the road and parked. She turned towards me and took
my face in her hands, kissing me passionately. I slid my hands across
her silky blouse and she squirmed against me, making delicious little
noises. It was a clear night, and we could see moonlit snow and
twinkling stars that seemed to go on forever. Kelly kept her hands on
my face, and we kissed until we were dizzy and hot. As our tongues
explored, I unbuttoned her shirt and slipped one hand inside her bra,
teasing and twisting a hardened nipple. My other hand moved between
her legs, massaging her through her pants. When I started unbuttoning
her jeans, she tried to object but gave in with a gasp as my hand
moved across her bare tummy and kept going. Working my fingers lower,
I discovered her wetness had soaked through her silk panties. Wet
panties make me crazy. I wanted to rub my face against them, kiss and
lick them, and rub them on my cock. I needed to feel more of that
slick dampness, so I slid my fingers inside her, watching her face as
she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut with pleasure. I moved two
fingers in and out of her wet pussy, rubbing her clit with the heel of
my hand. Breathing heavily, Kelly rocked against my fingers until she
came. And as soon as she did, she pulled away from me and started the
engine, saying softly that I would have to wait for my turn. Kelly
tucked in her shirt and buttoned her jeans, and pulled back onto the
road. Casually, she let her right hand fall into my lap, and ran her
nails up and down my hard cock, teasing me the way she knew I liked to
be teased. I brought her hand to my face and licked the inside of her
wrist. I wanted to lay down with my head in her lap and just absorb
her warm and sexy smell, but I knew better than to try. A light snow
had begun to fall, and Kelly was suddenly all business, both hands on
the wheel, impatient to get us home. Fresh snow crunched under the
tires as she drove up to the cabin, parking as close as she could get
to the porch. Kelly straddled my lap, and we kissed and rubbed against
each other until I wanted to throw her down in the snow and fuck her,
hard. I had to get her inside the cabin, and my cock inside her hot
pussy, and I couldn't wait any longer. We stumbled through the snow,
slipping and sinking andholding each other tightly. When we reached
the steps, I took her in my arms again and kissed her, probing her
mouth with my tongue. Our breath made little clouds of steam every
time we exhaled. Kelly ran her hands up and down my back, squeezing my
butt, pulling me closer and pressing her breasts against me. I
somehow managed to unlock the door and get us both inside. As
promised, my neighbor had come over and lit a fire, so the room was
incredibly warm and shadows flickered on the walls. We fell together
on the couch, undressing each other with hands and mouths. Kelly
slowly pulled my sweater over my head, then ran her tongue from my
chin to my navel. She nudged the bulge in my pants with her nose, and
bit at me through my jeans. I was much less patient. Fumbling with
buttons and boots, I quickly stripped her down to her sexy bra and
panties, sheer and lacy white silk. I could see her dark nipples
through her bra, her breasts spilling over the top. I circled her
nipples with my tongue, and then bit each one gently, pulling it just
a little with my teeth and waiting for her to moan before I let go.
Kelly slid to the floor, taking my pants with her. Her tongue circled
the head of my cock, making it throb in her hand. She took me in her
mouth for just a moment, then moved up and began to rub her wet
panties against me. I reached down and slid her panties to one side,
finally getting my cock inside. God, she felt good! She was more than
ready for me, and began to tremble and moan. I stayed very still
inside her while she came, letting her ride and grind against me, then
fucked her hard and fast until my own orgasm rocked my body as her
nails dug into my shoulders. We laid together for a few minutes,
catching our breath and enjoying the feeling. I was still aroused and
hard, and wanted to give her more pleasure. I knelt on the floor and
removed her bra and panties, then took her by the hand and led her out
to the snowy deck, where we quickly climbed into the wooden hot tub.
The jets pulsed against us, hot water caressing our bodies, with just
our faces feeling the bite of the cold mountain air. Kelly leaned
back, her legs spread wide, and I rubbed my cock against her. I took
a deep breath and went down on her under the water, sucking on her
clit until I ran out of air. She held onto the sides as I raised her
until the front of her body was ever so slightly above the water, her
nipples glistening in the moonlight. I licked her clit and pushed my
tongue deep inside her. Looking up, I saw a gentle steam rising off
her body...and my cock got even harder. Kelly wrapped her knees around
my neck, floating in front of me and offering her delicious pussy. I
teased and touched and tasted, rolling her clit between my teeth and
fucking her with my mouth, until she started to whimper, then I l
owered her legs and thrust my cock into her. I rolled her on top of
me, so that I could sit on the bench while Kelly moved up and down on
my cock. We sucked on each others' lips and tongues, our mouths
pressed together, an endless and passionate kiss. The rhythm of our
bodies meeting, the water splashing against us, and the sounds Kelly
was making were absolute heaven. I rubbed her back, her butt, and her
inner thighs. She rose up on her knees a bit, so that I could lick and
bite her nipples. Kelly wrapped her small hand around the base of my
cock, stroking me as I moved in and out of her. My balls tightened as
I thrust myself hard and deep inside her, and we came together in one
incredible explosive orgasm, moaning and grinding ourselves into each
other. Kelly leaned against me and I held her very close, and we
kissed for what seemed like hours. I stayed inside her as we hugged
and kissed and talked and enjoyed the closeness. When the heat of the
moment wore off, we began to feel the cold mountain air. I wrapped
Kelly in a large, fluffy towel, and carried her into the cabin. We
laid on a quilt in front of the fire, and I gently wiped the water
from her flushed body, and then kissed her from head to toe, hundreds
of tiny little kisses. Running my hands through her hair, I thought
again how beautiful she was. I went to the kitchen for champagne and
glasses, and noticed that it was well past midnight. We drank a toast
to the new year, then Kelly snuggled against my chest and fell asleep
in my arms. As I watched her sleep, I kissed her forehead and
whispered softly "Happy New Year, sweet Kelly."
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