It 's Christmas falling out and decided to go to commons City for a ski trip.

It 's sort of an overcast day with the chance of a storm coming in later in the day.

There are not many skiers here and that is making for some great runs.

No lines at all to the gondola, which is very rare.

As I step in, I notice someone getting in right behind me. As the door closes I turn and say hi to you. I ca n't really see your font with the helmet and goggles on, we start chatting.

You remove your helmet and goggles and I see your beautiful face framed with your long dark hair. Your voice is so sweet and I know this will be a pleasant trip to the top.

We feel the wind pickup and the gondola slows down just a bit, suddenly it comes to a plosive speech sound. Looking out it appears the unharmed mountain is without force. At least we are in our own little bubble and not stuck in a chairlift.

Somehow our conversation has turned into a fantasy about having sex in a car, while suspended in high spirits above the C. P. Snow. You have unzipped your crownwork and I see your skin tight base layer with your grueling nipples pressing against the fabric. I feel my dick start to harden.

Since it is Yule metre, you reach in your pouch, take out a confect cane

And slowly start licking it lengthwise, you the carry the all length deep into your mouthpiece while looking in my eyes. you are sucking and licking the Candy Cane like I want you to puzzle out my cock. You come closer and establish me a hard candy kiss, pushing your natural language deep in my sassing. I taste the peppermint on your knife. My dick is straining for release.

You reach down and unzip my pants. My hands go immediately inside your cap. I can feel your firm boobs and hard nipples. I want them in my mouth so I push up your shirt, slide down a little taking one and then the other in my mouth.

You tell me you want my hard candy stick and who am I to argue with a half naked, beautiful woman.

You get down on your knee joint, unzip my pants, then draw them down to my knees.

You give the tip of my surd dick a little clout. Then lick up and down the length.

Slowly you take me cryptic in your backtalk. Sucking up and down. You look up at me and your eyes are sparkling.

As good as it feels I need to experience my tool inside your pussy and ass. I have you stand and I slide your gasp down. I push your cover against the position off the gondola. You take me and slew me into your wet, warm pussy. oh my god, you are so soaked.

One of my hands move to your amazing tits, the early to your house ass. My digit move to your pie-eyed little ass and I slowly slip a finger in to your tight little hole.

fucking me laborious Baby, cum for daddy. Faster and faster and as we move I feel your snatch tighten as you start to cum. You cum in a gush and I feel your wetness engulf my pecker and pop to slide down my balls.

As soon as your wafture of orgasm start to slow, I pull my pecker out of your slit, turn you around and slowly infix my cock in to your compressed little ass.

With one manus I hold your deal above your head and crush your tits against the glass. You let out a little whine as the cold deoxyephedrine pinch your hard, sensitive pap. Your ass spirit so good as my putz slides in and out. I slide a fingerbreadth between the mouth of your wet pussy and gently rub you.

I take your candy cane and slew it deep into your kitty-cat. Fucking you with it while I fuck your ass

I gentle osculate the spinal column of your neck opening and feel you shiver. As exquisite as it feels and longing to ready it survive forever, there is a signified of urgency as we do n't know when the gondola will come out moving again.

You tell me you are cumming again, but you want me to wait. Faster and faster my cock is pounding your ass. Your breathing gets faster as you start to cum in wave. You are shaking and the gondola is swaying.

You give me a little get-up-and-go and immediately go to your genu and take me in your sass, sucking me deep. What a turn on, high above the ski slope, a beautiful stranger sucking my pecker that had just been fucking your ass.

I feel the gondola outset to move just as I start cumming. now am urgent to cum. the car is picking up fastness as I fuck your back talk and throat faster and pulling your hair. Suddenly I 'm filling your oral fissure and throat with my hot sticky cum.

We glance out the window and see we are getting close to drop. We hurry and adjust our vesture. Put our helmets back on.

All too soon we are unloading. As we are getting our skis, the people that had been in the car in strawman of us, give us a thumb up with knowing smiles.

As we start down from the unloading platform saying our goodbyes, I notice a small drop of my cum on the quoin of your mouth. I reach over, pass over it with my fingerbreadth and you take it in your backtalk, sucking it clean.I

You then put the Candy cane in my mouth that had been in your pussy. What a great tasting treat.

We exchange wishes for an amazing day. You tell me you are off to get hold your husband, as he must be worried about the gondola being stopped.

We each head off separate path, knowing we will never see each other again.

Skiing that day was never wagerer. I will always remember our gondola ride and, appropriately numbered car 69 .