Snow fun in the Alps

Snow fun.

Jon had had a feeling he wouldn't get through the whole week with out picking up an injury - and he was right.

Typical he thought; spend all year looking forward to getting out on the slopes with your old friends and on day two you crook your knee.

And to cap it all off, there was an excellent 'dump' of the white stuff during the night. Conditions would be perfect for everyone fit and able today...

No point beating yourself up (more than you already have) he thought. At least the group had picked a large, all inclusive hotel for this year's holiday. Shouldn't be too hard to pass the day he mused. Back to bed for a lie-in, a late breakfast then join the other 'walking wounded' in the lounge for a game of cards or something...

Just as Jon was limping back from a lonely plate of scrambled eggs, he spotted a slender leg, followed by another but in a fresh cast, resting atop the coffee table in front of the fire. As he rounded the bar he recognised the owner of said injured limb as that of one of the girls in the singles group who had skied with his group the previous afternoon.

Through dark goggles he had discreetly eyed the young blond with the short bob haircut and had even struck up a rapport with her when he had found himself sitting next to her on a particularly long lift.

But why was she injured when he had been the only one hobbling back from yesterday's exertions?

"Hey you, what's happened to your leg?" Jon enquired.

"Hiya, err, a bit embarrassing really. I slipped on the ice coming back from the Irish Bar last night."

"Whoops".

"Indeed. How's the knee?"

"Oh, not bad thanks, but I certainly don't fancy donning the skis again just yet".

"What a pair we make," Cass exclaimed with a smile.

"I know, hey, if we put our bodies together we'd make one good one though." As soon as the words had left his mouth he felt his cheeks glowing.

Luckily Cass giggled, but Jon felt an idiot, he guessed he had at least fifteen years on the student and really didn't want to come across as a dirty old man.

Cass sensed his awkwardness though and surprised Jon by replying that it might come to that...

Back in his room, Jon propped himself up on his bed and pictured Cass in her sporty thermals she'd been wearing downstairs. Out on the slopes it's difficult to imagine what some people look like under all of the bulky ski gear. Even sitting on the sofa in the lounge, Jon had noticed a somewhat petite figure but with full breasts and defined hips. She also had that soft, pale, smooth complexion not unlike that of a china doll.

Instinctively his hand wandered to his crotch as he continued to build a picture in his mind of the beautiful young woman. Just as things started 'stirring' there was a loud rap on the door. Shit he thought. Bloody room service.

"Non merci," he called out in his friendliest voice.

"Oh that's a shame," a familiar voice replied.

Jon leapt off of the bed, and forgetting his twisted knee landed prone on the floor in some pain.

"Are you alright in there?" called Cass through the door.

Jon tried to compose himself and opened the door to see Cass standing on her crutches with her usual coy smile.

"Hi," said Jon.

"Right, get changed. See you in the hot tub downstairs in ten. I think it will do us both good."

"Er, OK, yeah, good idea. See you down there shortly."

"And don't call me shorty," she said as he closed the door.

When Jon had got himself together he made his way down to the first floor of the hotel where the Gym, pool and hot tub were located. As he changed into his trunks, all thoughts were of the expectation of seeing Cass in her swimming costume...

The tub was empty though when he walked in.

"Hmm," he said to himself, and carefully climbed down into the bubbling hot water.

He'd just closed his eyes, revelling in the sensations of the water jets when he heard the distinctive sound of clicking crutches. Cass made her way from the changing rooms with what Jon thought was a rather sly smile across her face. Jon tried his best to keep eye contact with her but surreptitiously took in her whole beautiful body. She wore a one piece navy blue costume that accentuated her pale completion and blond locks. But it was the wonderful curves that were causing him to sigh to himself.

"I see you've already made yourself comfortable," Cass said as she lowered her crutches to the floor.

"Err, surely you're not supposed to get that wet?" Jon said as he looked at her fresh cast on her lower right leg.

"Yes, I didn't really think this through," she laughed as she sat on the edge on the hot tub with just one leg in the water.

They chatted for a few minutes about what their respective friends were likely to be doing at that time in the afternoon when Jon had an idea.

"Right, turn around" he said.

"What do you mean?"

"Just trust me, swivel yourself around with your back to the tub."

Cass smiled and did as suggested. Jon rose out of the water and stood close to her back, his head resting on her shoulder.

"I've got you, now just lean back."

Cass giggled and shrieked (which set Jon off laughing too) until her body was finally in the water, with her lower legs still resting on the tub edge and her head and shoulders supported in Jon's arms.

"Umm, that feels good, thanks," she whispered and closed her eyes.

Jon couldn't really relax in his current position, but he wasn't complaining, his unobstructed view of this young woman stretched out in front of him was captivating. As he stood there holding her his thoughts wandered to enjoying the whole of her body...

After ten minutes or so, with Jon's arms beginning to ache, Cass opened her eyes and looked up into Jon's. They held their upsidedown gaze for what seemed like an eternity, Cass then snapped out of it and suggested they head out of the tub for a drink.

As Jon waited outside the changing rooms for Cass he leant up against the wall and day dreamed about her stripping and drying her body.

"That's a naughty smile," Cass exclaimed as she opened the door to the corridor.

Jon said nothing, and tried to look innocent.

"Hot chocolate in my room?" Cass suggested passing Jon one of her crutches and linking an arm into his.

"A grand idea."

Once inside her room Jon strode over to the doors to the balcony and took in the view of the snow covered mountains.

"Wow, all you can see from my room is the roof of the boot room."

"I have a confession to make," Cass said in her best coy young girl's voice.

Jon turned to face Cass who was now sitting on the bed nearest the window. Jon raised his eyebrows.

"No kettle," She said straight faced.

"No kettle huh?" Jon said even straighter faced.

Jon took a step closer to her, and looked deep into those big brown eyes. He reached out to her face and brushed her soft cheek. She instinctively closed her eyes.

"Well, what are we going to do then?" He said.

"Everything, I hope," she replied with that same coy smile.

Jon sat down next to her and kissed her neck. Her hand grasped firmly his thigh. Blood started to curse though his veins. He stood up and shed his t-shirt in one quick move then bent down and grabbed the bottom of Cass's thermal top. She put both arms up to allow him to remove the top. Jon couldn't resist reaching down immediately and cupping her breasts though her white sports bra.

Whilst Jon revelled in her firm body, Cass's hands dragged down though Jon's thick chest hair and started unbuckling his belt. Her eyes never left his as she tugged down his jeans. Jon was already growing hard as he kicked off his trousers and stood there with a growing bulge in his tight boxer shorts.

Cass pressed her face to his erection through the stretched material. She now had her eyes closed and was almost purring.

She then reached up and held each side of the waistband and slowly dragged the shorts down. With some effort, Jon's hard cock now sprung free. Cass studied it wide eyed, then reached out and cupped his balls and then slid her hand along the length till just finger and thumb were rubbing the foreskin. Clearly fascinated, Cass slowly pulled the foreskin back to reveal the head. Looking up at Jon, she gripped his cock tightly and continued to slide the skin backwards. This was driving Jon crazy, with the skin stretched back as far as it would go his cock pulsated and grew even harder under her vice like grip.

Jon couldn't take it any more. He pushed her hard back onto the bed. He sensed she was hoping for this reaction. He now grabbed at the waistband of her leggings and roughly pulled them down. He tried to look cool as tried to get the material over the cast - but failed. Luckily Cass just giggled.

She looked stunning there in her virginal white panties. Forgetting the pain in his knee, he knelt down and pushed her legs apart. He kissed up her inner thighs just stopping short of her knickers. She had her head back now and her eyes screwed shut. After a few minutes Jon could tell she really wanted more. He closed in and placed light kisses on her mound. Moisture was already dampening the thin material. She moaned as he then jabbed his tongue hard into the crease. Cass reached down and tried to push his head harder in her crotch. Jon fought away her hands and held them down by her side. With his cock still iron hard Jon moved up her body and swished the head of it up and down the crease. He then pushed in a little, the material, now soaked strained against the pressure.

By now Cass was thumping her fists on the bed, Jon could wait no longer he carefully hooked two fingers through her knickers and pulled them aside. He got his first look at her sex. Aside from a thin strip on blond hair she was a smooth as silk. He inhaled the intoxicating aroma of her arousal. She was glistening and he could hold it off no longer, he pressed his face into her and she drew in a sharp breath. Jon sought out her hard clit and repeatedly swiped his tongue over it. It only took a few seconds before Cass arched her back and cried out.

As Cass lay there coming down from her orgasm, Jon stood over her and gently stroked his cock. She watched him pure lust, as she got her self together she quickly removed her underwear and sat again on the edge of the bed.

"So, are you going to fuck me now?" She said looking up at him.

"What do you think?" He said still wanking his cock.

"Good, just don't think you need to be gentle, right?"

"Don't worry - I don't intend to be."

With that Jon reached down and grabbed her ankles, raising them up high, he held them together.

She looked into his eyes.

"Do it," she commanded.

Jon held his cock at the base with his free hand and rubbed it between her labia.

"Do it," she yelled.

Jon plunged in without warning, burying himself totally with one stroke. He ground himself into her, trying to get even further inside her. Cass was breathing hard now.

Jon leant forward, kissed her gently on the mouth then withdrew till just the head was resting at the entrance. Looking right into her eyes her rammed forward again. Her head went back, but she kept eye contact. They kept looking into each others eyes as he pounded her harder and harder. Jon steeled a glance downwards at his thick cock appearing and disappearing inside this beautiful girl. He wasn't going to be able to keep this up for long; he could feel his orgasm building.

Cass sensed this and held onto him tight.

"Come inside me," she whispered in his ear. "I'm on the pill."

This put Jon over the edge, with one last thrust he dug his fingernails into her buttocks and pumped his load into her. He imagined the pulses of fluid squirting deep inside her. Rather than relaxing Cass gripped his cock with her strong youthful internal muscles and squeezed him dry.

Exhausted, Jon slipped to the floor and rested his head on her smooth thigh. He watched in wonder as his load trickling out of her onto the bed.

After a couple of minuets, Cass raised herself up on her elbows and looking at Jon, said "Now that's why I like a man with a few more miles on the clock." Jon kissed her on the forehead and said; "You are just wonderful."

"Don't get too comfortable down there," she said and patted the bed next to her.

"Would you do something for me?" She said in her little girl voice.

"Name it," he replied lying down next to her.

"Go down on me again?"

Jon hesitated, "Now?" He said somewhat nervously.

"Now," she replied.

Jon wrestled with himself for a second before realising; he would do absolutely anything for this wonderful creature.

He smiled at her and started kissing his way down her body. Her breasts were the cutest, firmest he'd ever seen. He spent a long time kissing every inch of them, but concentrated on her nipples. They were clearly very sensitive giving the noises Cass was making. He gently bit each one in turn before making his way down to her belly. He delighted in swirling his tongue around her belly button. This did make her giggle and she then tried to push his head down further.

Jon resisted for a while longer before he came to rest above her sex.

He observed her for a while taking in the sight. The whole area of her genitals was obviously pumped with extra blood. It made a stark contrast to her pale white skin.

She was still a little open from the previous penetration. White sperm still covered the entrance. As she opened her legs wider for him, he could see his ejaculate had run down her bum crease too. He then gently felt around her opening with his fingers. He could see her clit was engorged. Jon started all around it. Cass was thumping the bed again.

"Fuck Jon - suck it!" She bellowed.

He did as he was told and sank his mouth over the tight little bud. He didn't let it go till Cass was obviously in the middle of her orgasm. When she was at its peak she pushed Jon down further and with all of her strength pulled his face into her cunt.

With one hand stroking his growing cock, Jon lapped away and tried to get as much of his tongue inside her.

Cass then lifted her legs up high. She was clearly a fit young thing, because even with the weight of the cast she held the position with ease.

This brought a whole new option into the equation. Cass's tight little anus came into view. She even held her cheeks apart as if an invitation.

In his wildest dream, he never thought he'd get the chance to savour her there.

Her bottom hole was still coated in spunk, but with his growing passion, this didn't deter Jon one bit.

He took a chance and spoke up; "I'm going to rim your tight little hole."

"Yessss," was all she said.

"But if I do," he went on "I will have to fuck that tight little hole."

There was no pause before Cass replied; "if you can get that big fat cock in there - you can fuck it."

Jon welcomed the challenge and sank his face into her crease. His tongue went straight to the target and pushed inside. Cass was going crazy now. Jon was relieved to think that anyone with a room nearby would be well out of the way.

Without meaning to, Jon realised he'd been pumping away hard at his cock for a while now. Christ, he thought as he felt his second orgasm building.

In a rush he got up and knelt between her cheeks - he didn't even notice his bad knee. He held his cock head to her anus and pushed. To his (and hers) relief he sank in to his balls fairly comfortably. From past experience Jon had learnt not everyone was built to take a cock anally and not to take it for granted.

Cass was hyperventilating now.

"Cass," he said softly, "I'm going to cum very soon." She nodded in response.

"So," he continued, "savour every stroke." She nodded again.

Jon pulled out as far as he dare before again thrusting in. It was no good though - Jon felt the unmistakeable start of his orgasm.

"Fuck!" He cried.

"Yes - do it." Cass pleaded.

Jon managed seven or eight good pumps before he felt his sperm shooting inside her.

As he rested himself on top of her, he wanted to cry in joy from the experience. Cass cradled his head as she felt his cock slip from her.

They woke a little time later.

"You'd better be going," Cass said stroking Jon's hair. "Katy will be back soon, and I'm definitely not going to share you with her!"

As Jon dressed in a dreamy state, Cass said;

"Same time tomorrow?"

"On one condition," Jon said opening the door.

"And that is?" Cass replied intrigued.

"That we do exactly the same stuff as we've done today."

"Deal."

The End.