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“Pfft. Although that sounds nice, I don’t even know where to start.” He laughed.
“Look around you,” I replied. “This place is packed full of hot little ski bunnies, ready to let go on their vacation away from reality. Take your pick, bro.”
I met Glen at a ski instruction conference when I was just twenty years old. That meant we had been putting up with each other for eight long years, something that was a feat for me, since I tended to be a bit of a loner. He was smart, attractive, with a square jaw line and that toothpaste commercial smile, but his heart was soft like cotton. He had gotten on a kick about finding true love, and I was just trying to ignore it.
“Yeah, they’re a
ll absolutely gorgeous,” he said, showing signs of thinking too much. “But don’t you think that we’re getting too old to be sleeping around? I mean, I’m really starting to think that it might just be time to start thinking about settling down. I just want—”
“Glen,” I said, interrupting and smiling over at a hot girl in the corner, who was flirtatiously twirling a cherry from her drink around in her ruby red lips. “If you acted as much as you thought, you’d have women begging you for your attention. I can promise you, now is not the time to settle down. It’s just the beginning of the Aspen snow season, man, and I’m looking at my future right now. At least, my very near future in my suite. What do you think? You think I can bag that in under an hour?”
“You’re seriously hopeless.” He chuckled, looking over his shoulder at the girl in the corner.
“Hopeless, but man, I have a good time.” I laughed, slapping him on the back and starting to walk over to the girl.
She was sexy, with strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, and big pouty lips that she had put my favorite color of crimson lipstick across. Freckles speckled her cheeks and nose, and she was wearing stretch pants and a very low-cut sweater. Her snow boots came up to her calves, and white fur fluffed out at the top of them. She was the definition of snow bunny, and I could feel the vacation vibes emanating from her as she sipped her drink and smirked at me.
“Hey.” I smiled. “Would you mind if I sat?”
“Not at all,” she said in a soft, sexy tone.
“I’m Cameron,” I said, reaching out my hand.
“Myra,” she replied. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“That accent,” I said, holding onto her hand. “Very southern.”
“I’m on vacation.” She giggled. “I’m from Alabama. Huntsville to be exact.”
“Well, I love a girl with some southern charm,” I flirted. “And how are you enjoying your time here, Miss Huntsville, Alabama? A bit colder than Alabama, I’m assuming.”
“I thought I was going to freeze.” She laughed. “I find it much more enjoyable to be inside with a hot bath and a fireplace.”
“Even though I’m a ski instructor and tend to find my enjoyment in the snow,” I said. “Being in a hot bath next to a fireplace with you sounds much more appealing.”
We sat there talking for a while, and the martinis were definitely flowing for this sexy girl. Glen tapped his watch every time I looked over at him. At exactly fifty-eight minutes before my hour was up, I figured I had lost my bet, but I’d already invested too much time to not see it through. To my surprise, just as that thought crossed my mind, Myra leaned across the table and perched her lips next to my ear, grasping onto my thigh.
“Why don’t you come up to my room and let me take care of you?” she whispered, grasping onto my cock.
“I like the sound of that.” I smiled, glancing over at Glen.
I stood up, adjusting myself, and handed the bartender my card, telling him to leave it with the guy at the bar and he would sign for the drinks. I reached down, took the girl’s hand, and pulled her toward the elevator. She stumbled a little and giggled before climbing in the elevator and biting her lip. She watched me walk in, shaking my head and laughing. As soon as the doors closed, she was on me, her lips crushed against mine, her hand rubbing heavily against my hardening package.
We stumbled out of the elevator and to her room, where she tossed open the door and walked inside. I closed the door and locked it behind me. She tossed her bag on the floor and pulled her sweater over her head, laughing. She beckoned me toward her with a curl of her finger. I smiled and did as she asked, closing the distance between us. She kissed my lips a few more times and unhooked her bra, letting her big, fake tits bounce out. Slowly, she lowered herself to her knees, looking up at me as she unbuckled my pants and let them fall to the floor. She pulled my boxers down to my knees and tightly grasped my hard cock.
I groaned and threw my head back as her big lips slid over the tip. The feeling of her warm tongue swirling around the head shook me to the core. She slid her mouth down and around the shaft, pushing her head all the way to the base before pulling her head back. The suction in the back of her throat threw me completely off balance. I groaned loudly, looking over in the full-length mirror, and I watched her titties bounce and jiggle and my cock slide in and out of her mouth. My hands went down to her hair, and I pulled it back into a ponytail, holding tightly as she slobbered hard on my dick.
“Yeah,” I groaned.
She looked up at me, her mouth curving into a smile. She reached her other hand up and rolled my balls around in her palm. I could feel the heat in my stomach beginning to build, watching this sexy-ass redhead deep throat my cock over and over again. She lunged forward, taking it all into her throat and pausing at the bottom, rolling my cock around in her throat. I thrust my hips forward, holding onto the back of her head, and listened to her moan as I took charge of the situation and started to fuck her face.
I put one hand down on the dresser beside me and grabbed onto her hair, pushing her down and pulling her back up, watching as her eyes watered and her lips moved from smiles to completely full of my dick. She reached her hands down and grabbed her tits, her muffled moaning turning me on even more. I could feel my cock swelling in her throat, and the heat in my stomach turned into a blazing fire.
I spread my legs farther apart and let her take back over, putting my hands on my hips and focusing on the feeling of my cock deep in her soft throat. Her head bobbed up and down fast and deep, and I dug my fingers into my skin, waiting for the release that was coming soon. Just when I thought I had a couple of minutes still, she started to lash her tongue up and around my shaft, focusing in on one spot right under the head where the nerves were raw and ready. I groaned, reaching down and grabbing the base, watching as she pulled her mouth back and lifted her big tits in the air. I started to stroke my erection with my hand, her slobber providing more than enough lubrication.
“Come on my tits,” she moaned. “I want to feel it.”
“Yes, ma’am,” I said, fisting my cock hard.
