It 's Yule break and decided to go to Park City for a ski trip.

It 's kind of an overcast day with the hazard of a storm coming in later in the day.

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

No line of reasoning at all to the gondola, which is very rare.

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

You remove your helmet and goggles and I see your beautiful grimace framed with your yearn colored haircloth. Your vocalisation is so sweet and I know this will be a pleasant trip to the top.

We feel the steer pickup and the gondola slows down just a bit, suddenly it comes to a halt. Looking out it appears the altogether mountain is without power. At least we are in our own footling bubble and not stuck in a chairlift.

Somehow our conversation has turned into a fantasy about having sex in a gondola car, while suspended high above the Charles Percy Snow. You have unzipped your jacket crown and I see your skin crocked home layer with your hard nipple pressing against the fabric. I feel my putz kickoff to harden.

Since it is Yuletide time, you reach in your pocket, take out a candy cane

And slowly start licking it lengthwise, you the take the unanimous length mystifying into your mouth while looking in my eyes. you are sucking and licking the candy Cane like I want you to clobber my peter. You come closer and return me a voiceless kiss, pushing your spit deep in my mouthpiece. I taste the peppermint on your spit. My dick is straining for release.

You reach down and unzip my pants. My hands go immediately inside your jacket. I can feel your firm boob and hard mamilla. I want them in my oral fissure so I push up your shirt, slew down a little taking one and then the other in my mouth.

You tell me you want my tough confect joint and who am I to debate with a one-half naked, beautiful woman.

You get down on your human knee, unzip my knickers, then pull them down to my knees.

You give the tip of my voiceless gumshoe a minuscule poke. Then lick up and down the length.

Slowly you take me cryptical in your oral cavity. Sucking up and down. You look up at me and your centre are sparkling.

As good as it feels I need to sense my cock inside your slit and ass. I have you stand and I slide your gasp down. I push your back against the side off the gondola. You take me and slide me into your wet, warm snatch. oh my god, you are so loaded.

One of my hands move to your amazing tit, the former to your firm ass. My fingers move to your plastered little ass and I slowly slip a finger in to your rigorous little hole.

screw me hard Baby, cum for daddy. Faster and faster and as we move I feel your purulent tighten as you start to cum. You cum in a gush and I feel your wetness engulf my dick and initiate to slide down my egg.

As soon as your waves of sexual climax start to slow, I pull my cock out of your pussy, turn you around and slowly enclose my turncock in to your stiff little ass.

With one hand I hold your hands above your head and pressure your nipple against the glass. You let out a little whimper as the cold glass touches your hard, tender tit. Your ass spirit so good as my pecker slides in and out. I slide a finger between the lips of your wet pussy and gently rub you.

I take your candy cane and slide it cryptical into your snatch. Fucking you with it while I fuck your ass

I gentle kiss the back of your cervix and find you shiver. As exquisite as it feels and longing to take a shit it stopping point forever, there is a sensation of importunity as we do n't know when the car will start moving again.

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

You give me a little push and immediately go to your human knee and carry me in your mouth, sucking me recondite. What a go on, luxuriously above the ski gradient, a beautiful stranger sucking my cock that had just been fucking your ass.

I feel the gondola offset to move just as I start cumming. now am urgent to cum. the gondola is picking up f number as I fuck your mouth and throat faster and pulling your whisker. Suddenly I 'm filling your sassing and throat with my hot unenviable cum.

We glance out the windowpane and see we are getting confining to unload. We hurry and adjust our wearable. Put our helmets back on.

All too soon we are unloading. As we are getting our skis, the multitude that had been in the car in front of us, open us a thumbs up with knowing smiles.

As we start down from the unloading platform saying our cheerio, I notice a pocket-sized drib of my cum on the corner of your mouth. I reach over, wipe it with my finger and you take it in your mouthpiece, sucking it clean.I

You then put the candy cane in my sassing that had been in your kitty. What a cracking tasting treat.

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

We each head off tell apart ways, knowing we will never see each other again.

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