The following story contains explicit descriptions of people having sex. If you are offended by it then don't read it. Otherwise. Enjoy! Love Sandy Please mail me at sandys_fantasies@hotmail.com if you like my stories. Ski trip - part 1 'I'm way too over dressed' Sandy thought as she used her poles to move forward in the line leading to the 4-seat ski lift. They had arrived at Val Thorens late last night all eight of them looking forward to a fabulous week in the well known ski resort. It was her, her husband Mark and three other couples. She was a mother of two and rapidly approaching forty but had managed to stay fit due to hours of running and aerobics. She had very much enjoyed shopping a new skiing outfit and Mark had confirmed how sexy she looked this morning by giving her butt a firm squeeze while kissing her full on the mouth. They had all left the kids at home and the prospect of finally being able to have some uninterrupted love making was kind of turning her on. She wouldn't have said no to do it again this morning the way they had done it last night but the others had been waiting and now she was here in the lift on her own. She was feeling quite insecure about if she still had her skiing abilities and had explained to the others that she wanted this morning by herself in the blue slopes. Terri and Stephanie, two of the other females in the four couplings were beginners and had gone off to a private ski lesson with a very young and very good looking female instructor. Mark along with Richard, Tom, Patrick and Patrick's wife Meghan were all very skilled and had decided to head towards a part of the lift system with a lot of nice red slopes. It was now ten am local time and they had booked a late lunch at one o'clock up in one of the many restaurants situated among the slopes. The sun was blazing from a clear blue sky and at three degrees Celsius below zero there really was no need for a cap. She had her long auburn colored hair arranged in a ponytail and was wearing dark sunglasses. Her blue grey discreetly patterned hooded ski jacket was matching her off-white ski pants perfectly but it was what she had underneath that was causing the problem. Her newly bought thermo underwear was way to effective making her sweaty all over...especially in her groins. It was itching like hell and finally she decided she couldn't take it anymore. She inched herself to the side to make room for the people waiting in line behind her in and planted her poles into the snow before removing her ski gloves. After some fidgeting she managed to undo the fly of her ski pants. She nervously started to adjust her underwear and almost lost her balance when feeling a hand on each of her shoulder blades. She instinctively grabbed her poles while being pushed forward and helplessly felt her ski pants, now with no hands to hold them up, slide down over her hips. Suddenly she found herself surrounded by female snowboarders positioned to sit down onto the seat of the next lift. "But..." she tried and then she had no option but to sit down as the moving seat touched her calves. Feeling overwhelmingly embarrassed she looked back over her shoulder towards a family of a four sitting down behind them. The two teenage girls were talking with their mother but the father was looking straight towards her and the realization that she was being watched gave her an odd but not entirely unpleasant feeling. "God...my pants..." she mumbled turning towards the girl next to her. She really hadn't seen this coming. She had been set on going up the lift by herself but obviously the girls had been too eager to wait. Now she was squeezed in with her pink thermo underwear showing and with one girl to her left and two more to her right. The teenagers started to talk to each other in a language she recognized as Scandinavian and she braced herself before working up the guts to turn to face the girl to her left. The teenager was stunningly beautiful in an exotic kind of way. Dark hair neatly arranged in two braids and a lovely pair of big brown eyes framed above by the sexiest pair of eyebrows Sandy had ever seen. The girl was wearing a knitted cap and although no more than sixteen or seventeen she was so beautiful. "Let me help you with that" she said with a cute accent smiling towards her and at first Sandy didn't understand what she meant. Then the girl quickly removed her glove placing her hand on Sandy's thigh dangerously close to her pussy. "Oh no...please don't..." But her body seemed to have gone all numb. Moving her eyes from the girl's to her own lap she could do nothing but to watch as the slender hand closed in on her crotch. `God...what is this...' she dimly thought. To have a guy hit on her would have been something she could handle but this...having this girl less than half her age touch her like this was so unimaginably kinky and crazy. Suddenly the girl slipped her hand inside and she gasped when feeling the light pressure of the soft palm against her pussy through the double layer of cotton. "I'm a little cold..." the girl mumbled "...can I just..." Of course she could although Sandy had no idea why she let her. Nimble fingers searched for the hemline and she whimpered a little as the girl's colder skin met her own. She was happily married and hadn't even considered cheating on her husband over the twelve years of their relationships and now she had this girl's hand against her tense stomach right above her pubic hair. But the situation was so incredibly erotic in a very far out strange kind of way. The girl seemed to be waiting for a negative response but getting none she slowly slid her fingers downwards pushing the thermo underwear and her panties along with them. The girl's hand against her pubic hair felt amazing and then the middle finger started to sink down in between her by now really moist outer lips. "Aaah..." she moaned automatically spreading her thighs a little more. She was about to be masturbated in a ski lift by a teenage girl and there was nothing she could or wanted to do about it. A hand, soft but firms on her cheek made her turn in the opposite direction. The girl to her right, equally young and equally pretty, was just inches away. Wearing a bandana to cover her ears from the cold and her long dark hair up in a pony tail she looked like taken directly from a snowboarding advertisement. She had pushed her sunglasses up on her forehead and was watching Sandy with glittering blue eyes. Her intentions were all too clear and Sandy again whimpered opening her mouth to meet the girl's lips and tongue. The other girl now had her finger all the way inside of her pussy at first moving it around a little to coat it with her juices. Then she rhythmically started to push it back and forth pulling Sandy's moist pink flesh along as she began finger fucking her. She really would have wanted to watch as well as feel but the kiss was intense beyond belief now. The girl was so skilled and eager completely taking over her mouth and her rapidly moving tongue was reaching incredibly deep. She was gasping for air feeling hands searching in under her jacket and sweater. Her bra cups were pushed to the side and her breasts covered by craving hands. She had no idea which girl was doing it but that didn't seem to matter. The thing consuming her mind at the moment was her rapidly approaching climax. There was no way she could hold back and she arched her back as she started to orgasm letting one girl suck her tongue as the other one kept on fucking her all the way through. She barely had time to catch her breath and then the girls were gone as surprisingly as they had showed up. She quickly pulled her ski pants back up and looked down into the snow to avoid people's stares as she made her way toward the big map over the slopes. There was no way she could adjust her bra cups without causing too much attention so she left them the way they were. `Oh god, oh god, oh god...what just happened?' she wearily said to herself while trying to figure out a way to go. She couldn't believe she had let the girls do this to her. They had actually fucked her and she had done nothing to stop it. She was too worked up to make any sense of the instructions on the map but there was a passage to the left of it that seemed quite easy. She decided to take it while trying to gather her thoughts and soon she was slowly gliding forwards along the slightly angled slope.