Ski Trip

It was early winter and my husband and I both had some time off work, so we decided to get away for a couple of days. We were looking around for some fun places to go, and we both came to the conclusion that it might be exciting to renew our passion for skiing. Although, as it turned out, we had a passionate couple days in another area as well.

We had both been skiing on numerous occasions, and even had season passes at one point, but as life got more complicated, we lost the time to hit the slopes. As a result, it had been almost four years since we last went, so this was going to be a great time to get back into it. My husband looked into cabins we could rent for the two nights we would be in the mountains and when he showed me the one he had picked I became even more excited about the trip. It was a small, but neat cabin that only had a bedroom, a bathroom, and a kitchen/living room. I couldn’t wait until we left for our getaway.

The first day we arrived at the cabin around 10 am, quickly threw on our ski equipment and drove the short distance to the resort where we were skiing. It was a great day up at the mountain, and once we got our ski legs under us, it was as we had never taken those four years off. We wrapped up our ski day around 5 pm, grabbed a bite to eat and as we looked through a few shops and then made our way to the cabin. After we had both showed (complete with some flirtatious stripping beforehand) my husband and I snuggled under a warm blanket to watch a movie.

Whether it was the fireplace crackling, the snow softly drifting outside, or the romantic movie we were watching, love was in the air, and it seemed obvious that we both wanted to express this love the way a married couple should. As the movie played, we both began rubbing our hands across each other and stealing kisses. I just love it when my husband looks at me as if I am the only living creature on earth, and that night, he had just those eyes. It makes me feel so special and to return his affection, I reached over and clicked off the movie as a pushed him down onto the couch. I was now laying onto of him while our mouths were tangled on that winter night.

Soon, his hands were making their way from my shoulders, down my back, and to my bottom. He cupped both cheeks and gave a slight squeeze before bringing his hands back up to remove my cami, leaving me in a fashionable bra and pajama pants. As soon as he did this, I reciprocated by removing his shirt. Before long, we were both down to our underwear. At this point, my husband looked at me and asked if I would rather head to the bedroom instead of using the couch. I told him that I found it very romantic out by the fireplace, where we were at, but I did suggest we spread the blanket out across the floor.

As he was working on laying out the blanket, I snuck up behind and pulled down his underwear. He turned and playfully picked me up and set me down across the blanket, as he planted a series of kisses from my lips down to the waistband of my panties. He then proceeded to slide them slowly down my legs and toss them aside. At this point, I was probably quite ready for him to slide his manhood into me, but he was not finished pleasuring my body. I sat up and kissed him hard on the lips, as we exchanged “I love you” while he unclasped the bra and slid it off my now naked body.

Again, he laid me down, while he knelt across me, straddling my thighs. He bent down and lightly kissed and suckled one of my nipples and caressed the other with his hand. He alternated back and forth, spending equal time with each breast in his mouth. My vagina was getting so wet, and I wanted him to know, so a grasped his wrist and placed his hand between my legs. Through my deep breaths, I simply said “please, rub me” and he began to do just that.
As his caressing continued, I knew that it would not be much longer until I reached an orgasm, but I also knew my husband was extremely aroused, and I wanted to include him in the pleasure. I reached out and took hold of his penis, as we both stroked each other in rhythm. Suddenly, he touched me in a way that made be gasp in delight, climaxing with his now wet fingers inside me. As I contracted around my husband’s fingers, all I could get out was a series of breathless “Oh’s”. It was such a great feeling, especially since it had been sometime since my last orgasm.

In fact, it was so great that for a second I almost forgot that my poor husband was still straddling his naked climaxing wife, with a large erection, looking for relief. To assure him that I had not forgotten about him, I sat up and placed a kiss right on the tip of his penis. We don’t do a lot of oral sex, but in this instance I licked and sucked him for about a minute before whispering into his ear; “Take me however you want.”

With a kiss, he gently laid me face down on top of the blanket so that my back and bottom were facing the ceiling. Then he spread my legs apart, exposing my post-orgasmic womanhood to his erection. He slowly inserted his penis as he lay over me, supporting some of his weight on his elbows. He moved back and forth within me, all the while kissing the back of my neck and whispering sweet words into my ear. He was so aroused before entering me that he did not last too long before reaching orgasm himself and filling me with his juices. We cleaned up the mess we made as best we could, before returning to the front of the fireplace, where we both fell asleep in each other’s arms. It was a great first day of our ski trip.

Early the next morning, we both awoke at nearly the same time, and I discovered that my husband was again aroused. He said we did not have to do anything that morning, but I was still feeling so appreciative for the immense pleasure he gave me the night before that I wanted to take care of his needs. Occasionally, a situation arises where I will take care of my husband’s needs, without spending time on myself. When these situations do occur, one thing that we like to do is have me rub his penis, while he caresses by breasts and nipples. Usually, he orgasms and we cease our play, but on that morning, I was very much aroused when he climaxed, and so I asked if he could help me reach orgasm. Of course, he readily agreed, and we spent the next thirty minutes with my husband’s mouth, hands, and penis stroking my body to orgasm. Later that morning, we headed back up to the slopes for some more skiing, before returning to the cabin to spend more one on one time with the one I love. We had intended to rediscover our passion for skiing and ended up revamping our sexual lives as well.

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