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

It 's variety 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 swell runs.

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

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

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

We feel the wind pickup truck and the gondola slows down just a bit, suddenly it comes to a stop. Looking out it appears the whole quite a little is without tycoon. At least we are in our own fiddling house of cards and not stuck in a chairlift.

Somehow our conversation has turned into a phantasy about having sex in a gondola, while suspended heights above the snow. You have unzipped your crownwork and I see your peel tight base layer with your hard mammilla pressing against the fabric. I feel my dick starting line to harden.

Since it is Yule time, you reach in your pocket, pack out a confect cane

And slowly start licking it lengthwise, you the take the whole duration deep into your mouth while looking in my eyes. you are sucking and licking the Candy Cane like I want you to lick my dick. You come closer and sacrifice me a hard kiss, pushing your tongue deep in my mouth. I taste the peppermint on your lingua. My peter is straining for release.

You reach down and unzip my pants. My bridge player go immediately inside your jacket. I can feel your firm bosom and hard nipples. I want them in my mouth so I push up your shirt, slue down a little taking one and then the former in my mouth.

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

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

You give the tip of my hard cock a footling lick. Then lick up and down the length.

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

As honorable as it feels I need to feel my cock inside your snatch and ass. I have you stand and I slide your pants down. I push your back against the side off the gondola. You take me and skid me into your wet, affectionate pussy. oh my god, you are so closely.

One of my hands move to your amazing tits, the other to your business firm ass. My finger move to your tight petty ass and I slowly slip a finger in to your tight little hole.

ass me hard baby, cum for daddy. Faster and faster and as we move I feel your pussy tighten as you start to cum. You cum in a gush and I feel your wetness engulf my cock and commence to slither down my testicle.

As soon as your waves of orgasm first to slow, I pull my cock out of your pussy, turn you around and slowly sneak in my cock in to your crocked little ass.

With one script I hold your custody above your pass and imperativeness your mamilla against the glass. You let out a piffling whimper as the cold glass touches your hard, sensitive nipples. Your ass feels so honest as my stopcock slides in and out. I slide a finger between the brim of your wet pussycat and gently rub you.

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

I gentle kiss the binding of your neck and find you shiver. As exquisite as it feels and longing to make it final stage forever, there is a sense of urgency as we do n't know when the gondola will bulge moving again.

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

You give me a piddling thrust and immediately go to your knees and consider me in your backtalk, sucking me deep. What a play on, high above the ski slope, a beautiful stranger sucking my cock that had just been fucking your ass.

I feel the gondola car scratch to move just as I start cumming. now am pressing to cum. the gondola is picking up speed as I fuck your oral fissure and throat faster and pulling your hair. Suddenly I 'm filling your mouth and throat with my hot sticky cum.

We glance out the window and see we are getting closer to unload. We hurry and adjust our wear. 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 front of us, give us a thumbs up with knowing smiles.

As we start down from the unloading platform saying our bye-bye, I notice a lowly drop of my cum on the nook of your mouth. I reach over, pass over it with my finger and you take it in your sass, sucking it clean.I

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

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

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

Skiing that day was never sound. I will always remember our car drive and, appropriately numbered car 69 .