Finding Love On A School Ski Trip

I met my wife on a school ski trip when I was 18. I can honestly say that trip changed my life. I decided to write a story in the same setting I met my wife. There is a bit of a build-up but the payoff is worth it.

Scenes of group play, girl-on-girl and public sex. All characters are over eighteen.

Thanks for reading. If anyone has any holiday romance stories post them in the comments.

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Hi, I'm Beth and this is the story of the best school trip I ever went on. Nearly two decades on and it still sticks out as a significant moment in my life.

If I'm honest at the time I was a stuck-up, self-absorbed bitch. An out-of-the-bottle blonde with brown eyes and eyebrows. Bubblegum pink lipstick at all times and nails to match. I was objectively good-looking but painfully knew it.

I loved the attention I got from the boys at school, especially the wrong kind. For reference, I looked like a less attractive version of the gorgeous Elle Fanning. That was years ago and I have to say I prefer who I am now. This trip was the catalyst that changed me for the better.

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The old coach was cramped and spelt rancid after the long journey. A bunch of eighteen-year-olds. Two teachers and two drivers crammed together with no AC for twelve hours.

We travelled from Milton Keynes in the UK to the ski resort Courchevel 1650 in the French Alps. It was the annual 6th form ski trip our school put on every year. I was so excited, more so than for any other trip I'd been on. A whole week with my boyfriend and our friends, Skiing and partying every night. This was going to be epic.

There were only two things that could put a downer on this experience. Our teachers, especially the stern Mr Gilbert, and that weirdo Simon. He had only joined the school this year and already had a reputation as strange.

Our school was a bit draconian and we had to wear school uniforms, even in 6th form. The classic British black blazer embroidered with the school's emblem. Whistle shirt and blue/ yellow striped tie. Even wearing school uniforms, normal people still tried to be stylish. Wearing our ties really shirt and thick, shirts untucked etc. The girls all competed for how high we could pull out skirts, or how many buttons we could have undone.

Simon didn't do any of that, he dressed like a proper dork. Long tie done up properly, perfectly polished shoes and shirt always tucked in. He looked like a briefcase wanker without the briefcase. His dark brown hair was longish and always wet with hair gel. He always wore these smudged glasses and generally looked greasy. I guess he looked a bit yucky like Snape from Harry Potter.

He never seemed to have friends and was easy to pick on because he never answered back. He just kept to himself, a real loner. Nowadays you would call him an incel, back then we called them tards. He had somehow managed to get a spot on the trip. What a waste. It could have gone to someone cool like Maddie, who missed out because of him.

This was the first time I'd seen Simon out of school. Normally a school trip like this was a chance to show off your personality and style. Simon dressed like some homeless druggy. Baggy grey joggers and a tattered black hoody. Need I say more? What a total buzz kill.

My friends and I had tried to book all the spaces for the trip with cool, socially normal people. Unfortunately, SSSimon slipped through the net. We called him that because of his lame stutter, one more thing to complete his loser portfolio.

I sat with my boyfriend Jamie and enjoyed some naughty touches at the back of the coach. I say enjoyed, but in truth, I would have had more fun doing it myself. He was the only guy I had slept with and I hoped he would get better at it soon.

His cock was smaller than you would think to look at him. Not tiny, but nothing I could brag about to my friends. He was perfect in every other way though, cool, handsome and rich. Everything I thought a girl could want. I planned to use this week to train him in the bedroom department.

My three best girlies were also on the trip:

Hannah: was a sweet brunette, girl next door type. She had the biggest tits of the group perfectly in proportion to her curvy, hourglass figure. To balance out her big tits she had a perfect peachy bum.

Mira: the sporty girl, was a footballer and my best friend. Her parents were originally from India. She had inherited gorgeous long black hair and beautiful dark brown eyes. She had a lean athletic build and a cute face. She also was the only one of us with a tongue piercing.

Amy: was a cute ginger with freckles on her nose that she always tried to cover up. She was probably closest to my size and proportions.

The rest of the group were secondary friends and other socially acceptable people. Looking around the coach my eyes fell on Simon. He was the only one with a seat to himself because no one wanted to sit next to him. Just being near him could lower your social status by association.

Throughout the long journey, his nose was stuck in his stupid tatty book. It looked like the sort of thing you'd see in an old library. Dark green fabric cover with no pictures or anything to say what it was about. His smudged glasses teetered on the edge of his nose as his sore eyes flicked over the text. He mumbled under his breath which was strangely annoying. He had headphones in, listening to god knows what sort of emo music he was into.

He had hardly said three words to anyone since we left home. But then who would listen if he did? It would take him half an hour to say a sentence. I didn't feel bad for disliking him, it was his fault for ruining the perfect week with his mere presence.

As we neared the resort Mr Gilbert stood up. He was a very tall imposing man, who constantly wore a scowl. He turned to deliver the usual dull school trip speech. This is what we expect of you. You are representing the school, blah, blah, blah.

"Right you horrible lot, as you can tell by the snow we're nearing the resort. In case you aren't aware, let me make a few things clear," he said in his usual stern tone.

He came across as a guy who hated his job and everything that went with it.

"At best I'm ambivalent towards most of you. Some of you I actively dislike for no other reason than your choice in hair product," Mr Gilbert said. Glancing at Simon.

Jesus even the teachers naturally disliked him. It was true that Simon used too much hair gel. It made his hair look lank and wet.

"I hope I'm making my point clear when I say. As soon as we arrive my obligation to look after your best interests is over," we shifted in our seats when we heard this.

"I'm leaving the school as soon as this trip is over. So this is my leaving do. Fucking hurray for me," he looked like a man who had finally come to the end of his rope.

"I don't want to hear or see any of you until we get on the coach home. If any of you cock Wombles; I'm looking at you, Simon. Breathe a word of this to their parents I'll cut their balls off," he said with a straight deadpan face.

The whole coach sat in stunned silence. I saw the face of Miss Marshall the French teacher go white.

"Woo party!" shouted Jamie next to me. Clapping hands with his mate Connor in that icky way boys do.

"Shut it, Cooper. You fucking ape," Mr Gilbert called to the back of the coach.

YES! A whole week of no teachers watching our every move. I mean it was how it should be. We were all eighteen; we should be able to do what we liked.

I looked over at Simon and he was the only one who didn't seem excited about this. His nose was wedged in that book and his headphones were still in. He seemed oblivious to the gift we had just received.

We pulled up to the small hotel and I couldn't believe how beautiful it was. It was just like the classic log cabin you would find in a Christmas advert.

"Right. We have booked out most of the rooms. Breakfast and dinner are provided and there is a shuttle bus to the ski slopes. As soon as I step out of this coach you are all dead to me. Got it!" Mr Gilbert said staring at each of us.

"Good!" He said as he left the coach.

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I saw Miss Marshall chasing after Mr Gilbert as he strode into the Hotel. No doubt worried about our parents finding out we were being left to our own devices.

The hotel wasn't as nice inside as the outside would suggest. It smelt dusty and the staff didn't speak English! Can you believe it! We struggled with the language barrier as we got our rooms. Simon slunk at the back of the group being useless as usual. I wondered which of the guys had the bad luck of sharing with him.

With Mr Gilbert not caring we thought we were free to choose who we could share with. I couldn't wait to share a room with Jamie for the whole trip. Plenty of time to teach him how to get me off. However, Miss Marshall had other ideas.

She cared about her job unlike Gilbert and refused to allow us to change the allotted room plans. I had to share with my best friend Mira which wasn't the worst thing. We could always swap at night when Miss Marshal had gone to bed.

All the students were sharing twin rooms except pathetic Simon. He had a room to himself which was next to mine and opposite Jamie's. I dreaded to think what it would look like when we left in a week. Probably like one of those weird splatter paintings we learned about in art. What's the artist's name? Jason Pollock? Yeah, that's right. Simon's room would probably look like a Jason Pollock painting of cum.

There were set meal times and we all headed to the dining room at eight for dinner. Why do the French eat so bloody late?

Simon was down there before any of us and stood up nervously as we entered. God why didn't he just eat in his room?

The hotel was small and there weren't any other guests from what we could see. There was no sign of the teachers either which was a good sign for the week. The waiter didn't speak English which was ridiculous. We all ordered as best we could from a menu none of us could understand. It took a lot of guesswork and pointing.

"Where's the pizza? I can't understand any of it. What's poisson?" These were some of the questions we had as we navigated the menu.

As the waiter went around the group he finally got to SSSimon who was sitting at a table right behind Jamie and me. God this was going to be pppainful.

"Pardon monsieur. Je voudrais la Tartiflette s'il vous plait. Et un verre de vin blanc maison," he said with a sexy French accent without a hint of stutter.

His voice was deep and had a strangely pleasant tone. I felt my body tingle as he spoke. It was the same feeling I had hearing Josh Turner singing 'Your Man' for the first time.

"Wwwhat?" He asked. Stuttering as we all turned to look at him.

"Ooh La La! Since when do you speak frog SSSimon?" Jamie asked, sitting next to me.

"Mmy Mmmum..." Simon started before Jamie interrupted.

He made the annoying noise you hear on a game show when someone gets the answer wrong.

"Erg! No one cares," Jamie said and we all laughed.

The way my body had reacted to Simon's voice had been odd. But then I did love the French accent and everyone was good at something. Even SSSimon.

When we went to bed, Miss Marshal kept walking the corridors. Checking we were swapping rooms. Mr Gilbert didn't care but Miss Marshall wanted us to keep to the normal school trip rules.

We soon got too tired to sneak about so just went to sleep. I thought idly about Simon, the lucky bastard had his own room and was probably wanking right now. Everyone else couldn't; at least not openly. Thinking about him stroking his small shrivelled dick was nauseating.

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The next morning I woke up way too early needing to use the bathroom. There was one on each floor that we had to share. I felt a little cold as I tip-toed down the corridor in my short fluffy pyjamas. I saw steam seeping under the bathroom door and grunted with annoyance. I was about to knock and demand they get out when the door opened. I was shocked by what I saw. Simon, disgusting Simon was walking out of the bathroom in just his boxers.

My eyes naturally scanned his body as anyone would. It wasn't a conscious look just the natural thing we all do without thinking. He didn't have huge muscles like Jamie. But his slighter frame was toned with some nice muscle definition. What surprised me most though was down below.

My eyes couldn't stop staring as they moved down his flat stomach to his crotch. He wore a pair of white boxers that had gone sheer in the steam.

There was a dark patch of what I guessed was his disgustingly bushy pubic hair. Of course, he didn't manscape why would he? He's probably a virgin.

But the thing that shocked me most was the outline of his... Well, what could only be described as a meaty cock. Fuck! Who knew? Now it wasn't some one-eyed monster shlong for the record books. Just a nice, thick-looking cock. Around six inches and oh my god, was it hard? Shit did I just think SSSimon had a nice-looking erection?

"Eww Simon what the Fuck!" I said as I pushed passed him to get in the bathroom.

He didn't move fast enough, I felt his cock rub against my arm as I pushed past. Fuck! It didn't feel hard at all. Like a squishy sausage. Was that his cock when soft? Jesus, it was already bigger than Jamie's. How perfect would it look hard?

"Ssssorry," Simon stuttered as I left him in the corridor and closed the bathroom door.

Why was the universe so fucking unfair? It gives a freak like Simon the perfect-looking cock. Knowing he will never get to use it for more than pissing with. When Jamie deserves the best and gets. Well...

During my hot shower, I felt strangely horny. My soft soapy skin felt amazing as my fingers glided across it. I thought about the last time I had sex with Jamie. How he lay on top of me and slipped his cock inside. I had been tight and dry because he didn't believe in too much foreplay. Remembering it did nothing to get me off.

My mind then strayed to Simon's cock. I imagined how it would feel in my hands, in my mouth, inside me. My pussy oozed as I imagined wrapping my lips around his thick hard-on.

"Oh fuck that feels good!" I moaned as my fingers stroked my tingling lower lips.

I shamefully fingered myself to a very pleasant orgasm before finishing my shower.

"Thank you Simon for at least having one use," I said to myself with a smile.

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Once everyone showered and ready we grabbed the shuttle bus to the ski slopes. Simon was surprisingly useful as he was the only one who could read French. Otherwise, I doubted we would have found the ski hire place at all.

Everyone had taken a crash course at the local ski centre back home. It was cheaper than ski lessons here and some of us had already been skiing before. I probably had the most experience because my parents took me skiing every year since I was eight. I pretended I didn't have that much experience though. I didn't want to stand out from my friends.

I regretted leaving my skis and boots at home but didn't want to be different to the others.

"Oi! SSSimon is this it?" Jamie asked pointing to the ski hire place.

"Yyyes. Aaand..." Simon said before Jamie interrupted him like last night.

He made the same joke about doing the game show noise.

"Erg! No one cares," there were fewer laughs this time and I could only manage a smile.

I had avoided looking at Simon since our little rendezvous in the corridor.

"Oi! Where are you going spaz?" Jamie asked as Simon headed straight to the ski lifts.

I didn't like Jamie saying that word even about Simon. But he never listened to me when I complained about it.

"I've gggot sssski skates," he said pointing to the skates attached to his backpack.

"Cool!" I said without thinking.

I had seen them before. They were as they sound; skis that are as small as inline skates. They were good for goofing around rather than proper skiing.

Everyone looked at me and I went a little red. Then Hannah slipped on the ice and distracted everyone. Simon was closest to her and the first to reach out to help. He caught her before she hit the floor. It was like that scene in that really old Spider-Man film. When Toby Maguire caught Kirsten Dunst in the cafeteria.

"Ergh! Get off her grease ball," Jamie said pushing Simon back a little.

Hannah didn't thank Simon but gave him a very quick smile. I was feeling a little sorry for him. He was only trying to help.

"Oi! SSSimon remember we don't know you. Have fun on the baby slopes with your baby skates," Jamie called after him. But Simon was already walking away to the gondola.

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We all hired skis and I again regretted not bringing my own. These hired ones were crap and I couldn't even ask to get them re-waxed. The guys all got snowboards even though none of them had used them before. They thought they were way cooler than skis. I tried to explain that snowboarding was difficult for beginners but they just laughed at me.

"Aww don't worry babe, it looks piss easy," Jamie said kissing me.

What followed was the worst morning of skiing I had ever experienced. Everyone was rubbish, I mean tragically so. I guessed some had flaked on the ski lessons back home. Others like Mira just weren't very confident. I tried to help her without showing my true skiing level but It was frustrating. Jamie and his friends spent ninety per cent of the time on their bums.

Around lunchtime we were in the Gondola; suspended a hundred meters in the air. There was a restaurant halfway up the mountain which I wanted to try. Everyone was grumbling about the cold and Jamie was complaining about his snowboard.

I idly looked out of the window at the skiers below. All enjoying themselves a lot more than I was. One skier in particular caught my eye. She wore a pair of ski skates like Simon had mentioned. But this guy was elite. Weaving expertly between the munchkin trails of ski school students. Long lines of kids as young as five trailing like a snake down the piste.

The skier with the ski skates was wearing dark green ski gear like Simon's. But with a dark green helmet. Wait wasn't that the same backpack Simon had? It had loads of colourful cartoon strips printed on it.

"Hey is that Simon?" Hannah said pointing where I was looking.

Just then the guy in green sped towards a jump and did a 180 whilst grabbing his ski skates in one hand.

"Na that's not him, he's got a cool helmet. SSSimon is probably under an avalanche somewhere," Jamie said. Annoyed everyone had stopped listening to him.

No. That was Simon and from what I could see he was a pretty good skier. But I didn't voice that to the others. They seemed to agree it wasn't him.

We ate lunch at the restaurant and then went back to the gondola to head down. It felt rubbish not skiing down. The others weren't able to ski well enough to make it down from here. As we headed to the empty down line Hannah pointed at someone.

"Hey it's that guy," she said pointing at the green skier who had just got off the gondola. Seeing her pointing at him the guy walked over to us.

"Hhhey ggguy's how's it gggoing," stuttering Simon said.

"Na! This isn't happening. It's some kind of Joke. That was you earlier?" Jamie said confused.

Simon took off his helmet. Close up I could see It had a geeky Star Wars print on it. What's the character, Foba Bett? Something like that.

"Whhha..." Simon started saying before Jamie butted in.

"Erg! No..." my boyfriend repeated the already tired joke before Hannah spoke up.

"Enough Jamie. It's getting boring," she said in an uncharacteristic show of annoyance.

"Yeah that was some sick moves earlier," said Connor, one of Jamie's friends.

"Ch... Ch... Cheers, well I'll sssee you at the bottom," Simon said with a shy smile. I don't think he knew what we were on about.

He chucked on his helmet and skated away to the red slope nearby. On the way back down the mountain we all watched as Simon sped down beneath us. He was really good and I wondered if he was putting on a show for us. But he was almost lazily weaving about with his hands in his pockets. How the hell can that freak be having fun when I'm stuck here, that's just unnatural.

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That night everyone planned to get hammered and hit the nearest bar/club. Well everyone except Simon. It was finally a chance to have some fun. We all bought some cheap spirits in the local shop to pre-drink whilst getting ready. All the girlies were in my room, singing, drinking and getting ready.

"You reckon there's gonna be any fit French guys there?" Mira asked as she borrowed my mascara.

"Well If there is how will we talk to them?" Amy said as she checked her dress in the mirror.

"I'll wait for them to walk up to me and be like... hey," Hannah said winking and popping her hip out to the side seductively.

We all fell about giggling before all copying her move.

"Hannah! Hannah! You could get your new boyfriend to talk to them," Mira said causing us all to giggle again at her expense.

"What?" she said. Bless her it sometimes took her a while to catch on. We all laughed even harder at her confused face.

"Simon! Ohh La La!" Cried Mira before she couldn't breathe after laughing so hard.

"Eww! Fuck you guys that's gross," Hannah said finally getting the joke.

"Might not be a bad idea though. He could at least get their names for us," I said not thinking about what I was saying.

"What? Are you serious? You want to take Simon clubbing," Mira asked me genuinely shocked.

"Huh? What eww! No, I meant... Oh, I need another drink," I said in frustration.

"Well, you're alright anyway. You don't need to find a French guy. You've got little Jamie to look forward to," Mira said wiggling her little finger. This caused the girls to burst out laughing again.

"Mira!" I said, scowling at my best friend.

I had told her in confidence that my boyfriend had named his cock 'Little Jamie'. I was glad I hadn't told her about his true size. All she knew about was the lack of foreplay and that I wasn't feeling satisfied.

"Mira? Can you stay with Connor tonight? I want to use the room with Jamie tonight," I asked her quietly once we were ready to go.

"What! No! I'm not getting back with Connor just so you can bang Jamie," she said annoyed I even asked.

"Come on. Please! Ok, I'll bring him back for an hour around eleven. Then I'll kick him back to his room when the rest of you get back," I asked.

I was desperate for sex even after my release in the shower. I yearned for a big cock to fill me up. But I'd make do with Jamie I thought a little cruelly. He wasn't that small, it was the foreplay; or lack of it, that was the real issue.

The club was small, dingy and dead. My classmates and I were the only ones there. No sign of handsome local French boys to please the girls. I couldn't see Simon anywhere thank god. Not that I was looking for him anyway. The barmaid spoke English and told us no locals would be in tonight as It was Sunday. We felt a little crestfallen but had a nice time anyway.

I snuck back to my room with Jamie and had woefully shit sex. He was drunk and just flopped about on top of me. He couldn't even get in me before shooting his pathetic load. I chucked him into his room and quickly tried to get myself off. My mind kept going from Jamie to that freak Simon. His sexy French voice and that perfect cock.

Shit! Every time I forced myself to think of Jamie I would lose my way. Only thinking of that disgusting Simon seemed to push close to the edge.

Then I heard a noise.

Muffled moans were coming from next door, high-pitched and feminine. They grew louder and louder as I lay there listening. It was then I realised whose room it was, Simon's! He had a girl in there.

Then came the thumping of a headboard against a wall. Not the fast-paced thirty-second hammering Jamie managed. But slow rhythmic banging, gently picking up speed. The girls' muffled moans grew louder and louder as the bangs picked up intensity.

My fingers continued stroking my hard clit. Getting off on hearing the pleasure Simon was giving this mystery girl. Then I heard Simon's deep voice. It was muffled but I could tell it wasn't English. I pushed my ear against the wall to listen.

"Je suis la flamme éternelle,

Qui brûle sans s'éteindre jamais;

Je suis le vent qui souffle au ciel,

Je suis la mer qui bat les rochers," he said in a deep sexy French accent.

I was so close, so very close to cumming. The wall was pulsing with the impact of the bed hitting it. I stifled my moans as I finally peaked. My pussy clamped around my fingers as I screamed into my hand.

Fuck it felt good to finally get release.

I lay back and marvelled at how the couple next door hadn't stopped. For half an hour I listened to the moans, the bangs and Simon's voice. Sometimes it would go quiet and I would think it was over. Then it would start up again.

I stroked myself to another two orgasms until my clit was red raw and overstimulated. Sweat pooled on me and I grabbed a quick shower before Mira got back. When she did she instantly noticed the smell of my arousal in the room. I lied and said I'd enjoyed some mind-blowing sex with Jamie.

When she went to have a shower I laid back and thought about Simon. Not only did he have a perfect-looking cock. It appeared he also knew how to use it. Life was so unfair sometimes.

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The next morning I got up early and went for a shower. Once again steam billowed from under the bathroom door and I wondered if it was Simon. My heartbeat raced and my mouth started to salivate at the prospect.

After hearing his prowess last night I was desperate to know who the girl was. Was it one of the girls on the trip? From what I knew all the girls at school thought he was odd. Had Simon gone out on his own and pulled a French girl? That seemed impossible.

When the door opened I was disappointed to see it was Sarah, another girl on the trip. She smiled at me in a friendly way as she passed.

After a strangely unsatisfying shower, I got ready for the day. Simon carried a pair of full-sized skis on his shoulder this time when we met at the shuttle bus. Skis with raised tips at both ends for skiing backwards and doing tricks. They were camo patterned and too nice to be hired.

When I saw him my mind went to last night. Who was the mystery girl in his room? Whoever it was had a really good time, better than I ever enjoyed with Jamie. Suddenly my thoughts were interpreted by my boyfriend.

"Where the hell did you get them?" Jamie asked aggressively, as Simon put his skis into the rack on the back of the bus.

"Ththeir Mmine," Simon said with a confused expression.

"We get these pieces of shit and he gets them!" Jamie grumbled, banging his rented snowboard with his fist.

"They're the skis he brought with him from home. What's the problem? I bet he can't even use them properly," Connor said to Jamie.

He was talking crap of course. We had all seen what Simon could do on ski skates. Imagine what we could do on proper skis. As always Simon just took it and gave nothing back.

He sat on his own as we got on the bus. I lagged behind; my thoughts were still on last night. When I got on the bus there were no free seats left apart from next to Simon. He sat at the window staring at the sky. I looked at Jamie expecting him to give me his seat. But he was talking to Connor and oblivious to me.

I could sit on Jamie's lap I guess. But something compelled me to sit next to Simon. He didn't move when I sat down. I thought he might recoil or flinch. A beautiful, popular girl like me sitting next to him. But he just shifted his leg to give me more space and kept looking out the window.

Annoyance flashed inside me. He should be grateful I'm not making him stand! Hannah noticed me sitting next to Simon and raised her eyebrows. I held my nose and mimed that Simon smelled bad, making her laugh.

Why did I do that? Simon didn't smell, at least not bad. There was a faint whiff of woody aftershave from him. Not like the overpowering scent, Jamie insisted on washing himself in. It was sophisticated and I felt a little ashamed of myself for taking the piss out of him.

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I was treated to another wasted morning on the slopes, as no one was getting any better. At this rate, I would be lucky to get down a single run on this whole trip. The boys had gone off to the nearby snowboard park. Why? I have no idea. They could barely even go down a small incline without falling.

I took my friends on the green slope. The easiest, flattest there was. It was at the bottom of the main slope, where all others converged before you got to the gondola.

I saw Simon shoot past a couple of times throughout the morning. He timed his turns to take him to the other side of the piste. As far away from us as he could on his way to the gondola.

I was getting frustrated and starting to show more of my skiing knowledge. Trying to teach the girls so we could do something fun.

"Woah! Woah! Help! I Can't Stop!" Mira cried out. She somehow got her skis stuck in a rut and was heading straight down the slope at speed. It wasn't that fast but she was panicking. Before I could get to her I saw a green streak.

Simon had just finished yet another run and sped over to Mira. He skied up behind her and held her waist. Then he used his skis to push hers into the snowplough position.

I watched as he let her go once she was holding the position and lazily skied backwards next to her. He was giving her encouragement and pointers. She was actually skiing now, able to turn and control her speed. All be it just snowploughing.

"Yay go, Mira!" Everyone cheered when they got to the bottom of the slope.

Simon stopped next to her and used his stick to draw in the snow. He pointed some stuff out on his drawing and then skied off to the Gondola.

I forgot about trying to hide my experience and quickly skied down to meet Mira. Even that small run was heaven. The wind in my hair and the sound of crisp, crunching snow.

"Wow you ok?" I asked when I got to her.

"Yeah! Did you see it? I turned. Do you think you could get Simon to give us some more pointers? Be good if we all could ski like that," Mira said. She must have not seen how effortlessly I had skied to meet her.

"Why are you asking me? You're the one he practically groped from behind," I said trying to tease my friend.

"Eww shut up that's disgusting. Anyway, you sat with him on the bus," she said teasing me back. We teased each other until everyone made it down to us.

"Lunch?" I asked and everyone agreed.

We headed over to a restaurant at the bottom of the slope and found it pretty busy. The only space free was at a table where a guy in green sat facing away from us reading a book.

"God he's everywhere!" Laughed Mira as we walked up to see it was Simon.

"Oh ssorry, here. I'll ggo," Simon said as he stood up and offered us the table.

"No!" Mira, Hannah and I said in unison. We all looked at each other and laughed.

"No sit. We need you to translate the menu. Otherwise, Mira will order seafood again," I said smiling at my allergic best friend.

"Hey! How was I supposed to know La Mer was the sea," she said going red.

Simon ordered all our meals. The way the French language trickled off his tongue was amazing. He never stuttered once and his accent was gorgeous. At one point the waiter pointed at me and the other girls. I don't know what he said, but Simon went red when he replied.

Simon ordered us wine and we all enjoyed a lovely meal. He sat back letting us girls chatter away. At one point I saw him just stare at the blue sky. He wasn't that grotesque looking once you got close to him. His eyes were a pretty shade of pale blue and weren't looking as tired. He wasn't wearing glasses and I guessed he had in contacts. His brown hair wasn't lank or wet with gel any more but soft and wavy.

"You alright Beth?" Amy asked, noticing I was staring at Simon.

"Huh? Yeah fine," I said snapping my eyes away.

"Erm Simon. I was wondering. Well, the girls were... What I mean is..." I was spluttering around like a nervous middle schooler. What the fuck!

The girls were staring at me in surprise as I struggled to get the words out and blushed a little.

Simon pulled his gaze from the blue sky and looked at me. Waiting patiently for me to speak.

"What Beth is trying to ask is do you fancy giving us a quick lesson?" Mira said laughing at my red face.

"It's the wine!" I shot back as the girls giggled.

"Ssure. I can if you like. I'm working on my coaching badges so.." Simon said with hardly a stutter.

"Hey, your voice. How come you're not stuttering as much?" asked Hannah the first to pick something up for once.

"Oh. I only sstutter when I'm nervous," he said looking up at the clouds.

"And we don't make you nervous?" Asked Mira pretending to be a little annoyed.

We were four of the hottest girls in school. A guy like Simon should be a nervous puddle around us. Hell even Jamie was nervous around me at first.

"Not when you're nice," Simon said simply as he waved for the waiter.

Simon got the bill and paid it in full for all of us. He said it was a thank you for having lunch with him. I don't know about the others, but I felt awful about how I had treated him over the months since he joined the school.

Simon took us on a different slope from the one I had been using to teach the girls. It was quieter and steeper allowing the girls to get some speed up.

He was a fantastic teacher and within a few hours, all the girls were skiing on their own. Not with any great skill but it was a start. Simon explained he worked at the snow centre back home. He was working on his coaching stuff but hadn't taught lessons on his own yet. By the time we got back to the hotel, his stutter had completely gone.

"Hey! What are you lot doing with the spaz? Careful he might jizz on the spot with all of you around him," Jamie said when he saw us walking in with Simon.

"Leave him alone he's been teaching us," Mira said to Jamie.

"Is that right little Spazy Simon? You've been teaching the girlies how to ski?" Jamie said being a complete arse.

Even his friends didn't think it was that funny.

"Ththey, aasked, mme," Simon said and my heart broke as I heard him stuttering again.

Jamie was an imposing guy. Six foot two with a wide muscular body. He was a prop in the school rugby team.

"Christ it must have taken bloody ages," Jamie said with a laugh that no one joined in with.

"Qquicker than yyou spending all day on your arse. Bbet you still ccan't go more than two ffeet," Simon said looking annoyed for once.

There was silence for a heartbeat before Connor started laughing.

"What you laughing for? I was loads better than you," Jamie said turning to his friend.

"Yeah at falling," Connor said dodging a punch as he and Jamie started play fighting.

We all went upstairs to get changed and I saw Simon shuffle off to his room. He had willingly given up his afternoon to teach my friends. A group of girls who had always been mean to him. Then came back to have Jamie be a dick to him. At least Mira stood up for him. But why did I even care how he felt?

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"Hey! I think we should drag Simon out with us tonight," Amy said to the group as she sat brushing her bright red hair.

All the girls were in my room again getting ready for another night at the club.

"Why? He won't want to come," Mira said. Pouting in the mirror to check her burgundy lipstick.

"Yeah, not if Jamie's there. He's got it in for him for some reason," Hannah said tying her red high heels.

It was a testament to how fickle teens can be. We had all changed our opinion of Simon after one day of getting to know him.

"Just thought we could do something nice for him. He was kinda sweet to us today," Amy said with a shrug.

"Maybe Mira could let him give her a hug again," I said with a smile miming Mira's skiing dilemma.

"Yeah or I could just stare at him all doe-eyed," Mira said nudging my side and opening her brown eyes wide.

"I told you! I wasn't staring at him. I was looking at something else." I said feeling embarrassed.

"And the stuttering? You two sounded like a right pair," Hannah joined in with Mira's teasing.

"It was the wine!" I said getting flustered.

"Ooh! We were only joking but I think we hit a nerve. Has Beth got a little crush?" Hannah asked with a giggle.

"I mean I get it. When he ordered our meals in French I thought I was going to cream myself," Amy said. Looking up when we all stared at her in surprise.

"Come on it was hot. Just his voice I mean" she said trying to backpedal.

"Ooooh Amy loves Simon, Amy loves Simon," Mira sang teasingly.

Once again we went out clubbing and again it wasn't great. Jamie got way too drunk again and I didn't even bother trying to have sex with him. I snuck back to the hotel early hoping to hear Simon and his mystery girl. But there was only silence from his room.

The next morning Hannah asked Simon if he could take us higher up the mountain. The boys were going back to the snowboard park. Simon agreed but only until lunch because he fancied going off-piste in the afternoon.

"You can get pissed tonight. You're coming out with us and I won't let you say no," Mira said with a smile.

"He means skiing off the marked runs, on the soft powder," I said quickly.

I had given up hiding my skiing knowledge and the girls thought it was great.

The five of us were sitting on a chair lift going higher up the mountain than we had so far. Hannah was scared of heights but Simon helped distract her. He gave her his iPod and played some soothing music for her.

We had a wonderful time and with both me and Simon teaching, the girls were improving quickly. At lunch, Simon stood like a gentleman until all the girls were seated, then ordered our food again.

"You should go out with Simon this afternoon Beth. You've already wasted two days skiing with us," Hannah said giving me a teasing look after the meal.

"Na you're alright I'm not confident off-piste," I said not wanting to add fuel to the girl's teasing.

"WWell I was also going to try the runs on the other side of the hill if you fffancied that instead," Simon said. His stuttering calming down again.

"No thanks. I would, but I have to help the girls get back down," I said not looking at him.

The girls could see my red cheeks and looked at each other smirking. Simon shrugged and tried to pay for our meals again but we kindly refused.

That night we were all going out to an ice skating rink. There was a bar there too so we planned on getting drunk after. Mira and Hannah practically dragged Simon with us, not taking no for an answer. Much to the annoyance of Jamie.

Simon looked quite nice tonight. He wore a slim-fitting black v-neck sweater and dark jeans. His hair was soft and wavy again and I assumed he had changed the product he used. He still wore his contacts and at a glance, looked a bit like Timothée Chalamet. Not that I knew that at the time.

We hired skates and bundled onto the busy ice. None of us were any good even though most of us had been skating at the rink back home. But that was mostly at kids' birthday parties years ago.

Simon had lagged behind the rest of the group, I'm guessing to avoid Jamie. I overheard my boyfriend and his mates planning to chase him when we all got on the ice. But Simon sped off on his own, lazily gliding around the rink. He moved so fast and smoothly like it was effortless. Jamie tried to chase him but kept falling. I doubted Simon even noticed him.

After a while, Mira shouted at Simon to come help her. He skidded to a halt right next to her like an ice hockey player. Showering her legs in ice crystals.

She screamed and playfully hit him as he smiled at her. I felt a pang of annoyance and didn't know why. Simon patiently gave all of us pointers. Holding our hands as he skated backwards.

When he got to me I avoided looking at his blue eyes as his hands gently held mine. He spoke without a hint of a stutter as he showed me how to glide, linking techniques I knew from skiing. I fell forward one time and he scooted close, catching me. I smelt his gorgeous aftershave as he held me close, before pushing me upright.

Connor and a couple of the other guys came over and I was worried they were going to be horrible to Simon.

"Hey Si, give us a hand I keep going backwards," Connor said and Simon helped him without a second thought.

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After we finished skating we headed to the bar. Simon tried to slip away from the group after dropping off his skates.

"Hey, where you going Si?" Mira asked as she saw him leave.

"I'm mmmeeting a fffriend," Simon said stuttering again as we all looked at him.

"But you haven't got any friends," Jamie said, lamely trying to get a laugh. No one did.

"Oh ok. See you tomorrow yeah?" Mira asked and I could tell she was a little disappointed.

As my friends entered the bar I had a moment of madness. I chased after Simon and grabbed his arm.

"Hey, who is she?" I blurted out. I hadn't intended to say it like that.

"Huh?" Asked Simon confused.

"You're going to see the girl you had in your room the other night," I said thinking I might as well ask.

It had been plaguing my mind for the last two days.

"Wwwhat hhhow?" Simon asked stuttering again.

"It's ok don't worry I won't tell anyone. I'm just curious who she is," I said but instantly knew this was wrong.

We hardly knew each other and I was being way too personal.

"Ssshe's jjjust a friend," Simon said sheepishly in an adorable way.

"Well if you treat all your friends like that sign me up. Erm no... I didn't mean it like that... I meant..." I said back pedalling and falling over my words.

"Ok wwell I've ggot to ggo. You want me to help tteach the gggirls again tomorrow?" He asked gallantly letting me off the hook.

"Only if you want to. They're really enjoying it. You're such a great teacher," I said twiddling my hair like an idiot.

"Ok sssounds good. BBye Bethany," he said using my full name which I strangely liked.

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The bar was busier than the other one had been. The girls danced with some local guys and we had an amazing night. Jamie and Connor got way too drunk again which was becoming an annoying habit. Annoying because they were even bigger dicks when drunk, my desire to fuck Jamie had all but dried up now.

When Mira and I got back to our room we quickly got undressed and collapsed in our beds. We chatted about the day and were about to go to sleep when we heard a noise. The distinct rhythmic knocks of a headboard on the wall by our heads.

"Shh! What's that?" Mira said hearing the noise and quieting me.

The slow rhythmic thud got steadily louder. Then we heard deep breathy moans of a girl, muffled by the wall.

"Wait isn't that Simon's room!" Mira gasped in realisation.

I was drunk and heedless of any tact as I said:

"Yeah, it is! He's probably banging that French girl from two nights ago," I clamped my hands over my mouth as I realised what I said.

"What! How the fuck do you know that!" Mira said, sitting up and turning her bedside light on.

I explained about the other night and she burst into giggles.

"But you can't tell anyone I promised him," I said.

"He! Knows you know!" Mira asked shocked.

"Yeah I asked him who it was when he left after skating," I said with an innocent smile.

The banging was getting louder and the girl's moans had turned into muffled wails. The rhythm had picked up like a fast drum beat. I looked at Mira and we burst into giggles.

"Who is she? Is it one of us? I bet it's Alexia she's a right slut," Mira said excitedly.

"I don't know he wouldn't say. But I don't think it's one of us. I think she's French. He talks to her in French," I said putting my ear to the wall to listen. Mira soon copied me.

We look ridiculous. Two girls scantily clad in their pyjamas with their ears to the wall.

"I wonder what his cock's like. She's obviously satisfied with it," Mira said with a wicked smile.

"Well I know it's at least over six inches and real thick," I said emphasizing the word thick.

I had lost all inhibitions and was just saying anything that came to mind.

"OMG! You've seen his DICK!" Mira cried with a squeal.

The banging reached an alarming rate and we pulled our ears away. Able to hear more clearly now. Then there was a loud muffled cry before silence.

"Wow, she enjoyed that, didn't she? But hang on. When did you see his dick!" Mira asked remembering my earlier comment.

I explained about the bathroom encounter. Describing Simon's dick in as much detail as I could remember. It had been just a brief glimpse.

"Why the hell didn't you tell me!" Mira said, we usually tell each other everything.

She flicked her glossy black hair over her shoulder and stared at me with her big brown eyes.

"It's Simon. I didn't want to admit I'd seen his dick to anyone," I said reasonably.

"Woah. Well, I won't tell. Didn't last that long though did he," Mira said in a somewhat disappointed tone.

"Just wait," I said holding up my finger, remembering what happened last time.

As if on cue the banging started up again.

The girl's moans were louder from the start.

"Fais-le, récite-le-moi, dis-moi que je suis belle," the girl said through her moans.

Mira looked at me excitedly but we didn't know what it meant and then Simon started talking. His words were like honey and stirred something deep inside me. His deep gravelly tone in that accent, felt like silk in my ears.

"Dans son sourire se trouve la lumière du matin, Une douce lueur qui illumine le jour.

À chaque pas, elle peint l'air, Une danse d'une beauté incomparable," he spoke.

It didn't matter that didn't know what the words meant. I looked at Mira's face and knew she felt the same as me. We were both getting aroused.

"I think I'll turn the light off now," Mira said shyly as she scooted back into bed.

"It's ok if you want to touch yourself. I did the last time I heard him," I said with a giggle, revelling in the shocked look on my friend's face.

"You never! What a dirty girl," Mira said with a teasing voice.

"You're about to do it right now. Don't lie," I said. Challenging her to admit it.

"Nooo, I'm just tired," Mira said in the dark as the girl next door moaned louder and louder.

My hands shot down between my legs finding my pussy already warm and wet.

"Well as we tell each other everything. I'm about to finger myself listening to Simon fuck," I said with a moan as my fingers slipped over my folds.

"Oh fuck! Me too!" Cooed Mira in the darkness.

We had never done anything remotely like this before. I blame the alcohol and of course Simon.

The girl next door moaned louder and louder as Simon spoke beautiful, sensual French to her. I imagined it was me he was fucking. Me he said those beautiful words too. In front of him on all fours with my tits swinging underneath me. His thick cock sliding inside, and the force of his thrusting pushing the bed against the wall. His deep guttural French phrases seeping into my ears, ripping through my body as he fucked me.

I heard a moan in the dark but not muffled, loud and clear. Mira was no doubt doing the same as me.

"God he's still going," I whispered in the dark.

"Mmm I wonder how they're doing it," Mira moaned.

"God I wish someone would make me moan like," I said as my fingers slipped over my clit.

"Why don't you wait until she's gone and have a go," Mira said with a giggle between moans.

"Oh don't fucking tempt me," I said.

In that moment I would love nothing better than to do that. Simon was causing his lover to scream now. Her words were garbled and nonsense. I heard Mira's moans increase as well as my own.

"Argh! Fuck Yes! Yes! Oh! GOD!" The girl screamed next door as Simon gave her another powerful release.

If my mind wasn't consumed with the pleasure I would have clocked she had spoken English albeit in a French accent. Then there was silence.

"Oh fuck. Why did they have to stop?" Mira moaned in frustration.

Without the noise from next door, it suddenly became awkward to continue exploring my pussy.

"Just... wait a sec..." I said into the dark, trying to catch my breath. I had been so close.

"You can't be serious!" Mira said. Sure enough, the banging started up again.

Several minutes later I heard my best friend let out a cute high-pitched squeal as she came. I wasn't too far behind and pushed my face into my pillow to stifle it.

There was another ten minutes of listening to Simon push his lover over the edge one more time. All the time I could tell Mira was listening as intently as I was. After the final wailing scream, the silence stretched on for ages.

"I think that's it," I whispered in the dark.

"Fuck I should hope so poor girl," Mira said sending us into fits of giggles.

We spoke for a while more, discussing Simon's prowess before going to sleep. I had vivid wild dreams about him all night and wondered if Mira had as well.

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The next morning was a rush as we were both hung over. I was so out of it I only had time to chuck my most basic face on. I usually liked to go out with a face full of make-up at all times. This was the minimum I was comfortable with. I didn't see Simon at breakfast and wondered where he was. When we didn't see him in the boot room I felt a pang of disappointment. Perhaps he wasn't going to ski with us today.

Jamie and Connor came over with their gear and put their arms around Mira and me. Pulling us away from Hannah and Amy.

"I know we've been with the guys a lot recently. So we thought we'd hang with our girls today," Jamie said like it was a great privilege.

I immediately got the ick and wondered how long I could fool myself I was happy with him. I wasn't in love with him, I don't know if I ever truly was. He was fit... and that was about it. I didn't find him funny anymore, or sweet, nothing. Even if I trained him to make me scream like the girl last night it wouldn't be enough.

Simon came into the boot room and looked like he'd enjoyed a refreshing night's sleep. His wavy brown hair was glossy and his blue eyes were no longer sore and tired. He looked more attractive every morning. How was that possible?

I noticed Mira looking at him and then our eyes met. We shared a knowing smile, trying to make the other one crack.

"Hey, SSSimon did you get lucky last night with your 'friend'?" Jamie said putting the word friend in air quotations.

"Itt was nnice ththanks," Simon said with his signature stutter.

"What's her name? Lefty or Righty?" Jamie said with a laugh, miming wanking with both fists.

"God you're such a child," I said in irritation.

"Yeah and I ain't your girl," Mira said pushing Connor's arm off her shoulder.

"Oooh, what's up girls time of the month?" Jamie said with a smirk.

"Or ththey think you're a dick," Simon said in a snappy retort.

Connor laughed which took the sting out of the back chat for Jamie.

"Look at that. He can give it back," Jamie said letting Simon's comment slide.

"Don't worry babe I'm sure a morning with me will sort out your mood," Jamie said giving my bum a hard smack.

"Ow! Fuck off... Fucking prick." I grumbled as I grabbed my stuff and stomped off to the bus. Mira followed me.

I had to endure a whole morning of Jamie's company. Hannah and Amy had convinced Simon to guide them around some of the harder slopes. I can honestly say I was jealous and judging by Mira's scowl she was too. As a loyal bestie, she stayed with me, seeing the inevitable about to happen.

As we finished the last run before lunch I reached my limit. I took Jamie aside and broke up with him. It was the most awkward conversation I had ever endured. Mira and Connor stood nearby and watched the whole embarrassing thing. Jamie just didn't get it. To him, it came completely out of left field. I realised rather than training him this trip it had been a make or break for me.

It ended with Jamie storming off with Connor. I guess that was the best outcome I could expect. I was relieved but felt like shit. Mira didn't tease me about the breakup she just consoled me. We met up with the girls at lunch and told them about Jamie. They spent the whole meal slating him and saying I was too good for him.

"Hey did either of you see where Simon went?" Mira asked Hannah and Amy.

He said he was going up to the top of the mountain. He didn't want to stop for a proper lunch and grabbed something halfway up.

"Oh," Mira said in disappointment and glanced at me.

"Hhey! Hhow did it go on the way ddown?" Came a stuttering voice behind us.

It was Simon in all his ski gear, he was talking to Hannah and Amy.

"Well, we survived. Was touch and go for a while," Amy said with a smile.

"I did it all parallel," Hannah said like she was seeking praise.

"Wow, tthat's great I felt bad for leaving you gguys. Just wanted tto check you got ddown ok," Simon said.

All the girls shared an expression of 'Aww how sweet.'

"Hey the girls said you were going right to the top this afternoon," Mira asked. Flashing Simon with a dazzling smile.

"Oh, yeah I've been meaning to," Simon said his stutter gone now he was getting comfortable with us.

"Want some company?" Mira asked as her brown eyes sparkled.

"Oh. Erm that would be great but I think they're only reds up there and I don't think you're quite ready for them. I wouldn't want you to get hurt," Simon said causing another shared look amongst the girls.

Mira looked a little crestfallen but then glanced at me.

"Well, how about Beth? She's a great skier and could use a good hard session," Mira said with a naughty smile. What a little pisstaker.

"Yeah, I don't mind," Simon said with a shrug.

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We rode the Gondola and two chairlifts to get to the top of the mountain. It was breathtakingly beautiful. The skiing was fantastic and I tried to give Simon a run for his money. He was so confident and fast that I soon lagged behind. When he realised I was falling back he would slow up and ski behind me. On our second trip to the top, we were sitting on a two-person chair lift chatting.

He hadn't stuttered once since lunch. He explained he only stuttered in English and only when he was nervous. He never stuttered in French. His Mum was French and only spoke to him in her native language. I realised talking to Simon one to one he was pretty funny and a great listener. I instantly felt interested in what he had to say.

"Hey! Let's take a selfy," I said. Excited to have something to remember the day.

I would feel self-conscious taking a picture with Simon in front of my friends, so this was the perfect time. I removed my gloves and got out my phone. The mountain air numbed my fingers as I fumbled for the camera. Holding out my brand-new Blackberry I tried to take a good picture. Scootching in close to Simon I pouted my lips near his cheek. In what I hoped was a cute way.

"You could at least look happy to be here," I said seeing Simon's gormless expression.

In a stroke of spontaneity, I kissed his cheek, feeling his cold skin on my lips. He went instantly red and had a cute surprised expression. It made the perfect picture.

As I took the photo my new phone slipped in my hand and plummeted ten meters onto the snow below.

"No!! No! Shit!! My phone!" I cried out as I watched it fall.

"It's ok," Simon said calmly. He was looking up at the nearest pylon, rather than down at the snow.

"You don't understand! That phone is my whole world. All my photos, everything," I said looking at him and feeling enraged.

He wasn't looking at me but seemingly off into space and It infuriated me.

"Don't worry about it," he said nonchalantly, looking around at the trees.

"Don't fucking worry! You don't get it, how will I keep in contact with the others? All my pictures are lost! I wouldn't expect you to understand. You have no friends!" I screamed, tears starting to fall.

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Hey, older Beth here. I'd like to caveat my reaction with a little context. This was before the cloud, so you couldn't back up your photos easily. Then as now, mobile phones were an extension of teenagers' bodies. Losing it felt like losing a limb. But I agree I was way overreacting.

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Rage flared inside me at his calm demeanour and felt no remorse for being sharp with him.

"We can ski down and get it," Simon said calmly as he pointed to the trees on our right.

I looked where he pointed and saw skiers through the trees. There was a run that took you close to where the phone landed.

"Your phone's around five meters in front of pylon ten and landed on soft snow. Should be ok," he said reaching out to hold my cold hands comfortingly.

He hadn't stuttered because he wasn't panicked. He had been calmly working on a solution to the problem. I could have kissed him but felt awful. I said he had no friends, and that was terrible.

Simon led me down the run counting the pylons until he stopped near the trees. We left the skis and it was a short but hard walk to the pylons. It looked hopeless as we hunted through the sea of white fluffy snow. How were we going to find one phone in all this? It was like a need...

"Found it!" Simon said as he paced back from the pylon holding my phone out.

I ran to him and grabbed it from his hand. It was freezing but looked fine. Pressing a few buttons I saw it was still working. Unbridled joy washed inside me and I threw myself at Simon.

My arms wrapped around his neck as he fell backwards. We landed in the soft fluffy snow and I looked into his blue eyes. He wore a genuine smile, adorably pleased with himself. I leaned forward and kissed him. It was a sweet chaste kiss but it sent fireworks off inside me. He surprised me by tenderly kissing me back.

"Hé, prends une chambre! Donne-lui la langue," came some calls from the chair lift above us.

Simon pulled back from me red-faced, with a look of surprise on his face.

"I ththink wwe shshould mmmake a mmove," he said. He was adorably stuttering, bringing warmth to my heart.

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It was getting dark by the time we got back. Simon showed me an off-piste route where you could ski right to the hotel. I felt nervous in the boot room as I got out of my Ski clothes. I felt the ghost of that kiss hanging over us. I didn't know if it meant anything, or if it had just been in the moment.

At one point Simon looked like he was about to say something. Then Jamie ruined it. My now ex stormed in with a face like thunder.

"What the fuck Beth! You chuck me and then spend the whole afternoon with this spaz," Jamie raged. He loomed over us as we sat on the bench.

"I have nothing to say to you," I said standing up to leave. I worried about what he would do to Simon.

"So what? You're with him now. This fucking retard," Jamie said with venom.

I could smell the alcohol on his breath and guessed Connor had taken him to drown his sorrows. That made him more unpredictable. As I tried to walk past he grabbed my arm pulling me back.

"Get off!" I said as I felt his strong hand around my wrist.

"Hhey! Gget off hher!" Simon shouted as he jumped up and tried to square up to Jamie.

The size difference was laughable. Jamie's tall wide rugby frame dwarfed Simon but he remained defiant. I worried Jamie would lash out and I tried to defuse the situation.

"We weren't together. You think I would hang out with him!" I said trying to move Jamie's attention away from Simon.

"Don't try that, I saw you going on the ski lift!" Jamie said glaring at Simon and squeezing my arm.

"I wwon't ttell yyou again!" Simon said his blue eyes wide with anger.

"We're not even friends. Look let's go upstairs and we can talk," I said pleadingly. Trying to peel his fingers off my wrist.

"Jamie!" yelled Simon.

"Fuck off tard I'm talking to this slut," growled Jamie looking at Simon menacingly.

Simon balled his fist and launched it into Jamie's stomach. He hadn't expected it and lurched backwards. He let go of my wrist and held his stomach. The punch knocked the wind out of him.

"Beth ggo upstairs," Simon said as he moved between Jamie and me.

"No!" I yelled terrified of what Jamie would do in response.

Jamie lurched forward and did what came naturally, he tackled Simon around the waist. They fell hard into the lockers and then Jamie had his fist cocked back. He had hold of Simon's top and threw a punch at his face.

Simon dodged the first blow but the second smashed into his ribs. Jamie pulled back his fist again as Simon kneed him In the stomach. This time Jamie had tensed and absorbed the blow.

Simon dodged another punch and then headbutted Jamie. Breaking the taller guy's nose with his forehead.

"What the fuck is going on here!" boomed the imposing voice of Mr Gilbert.

No one had seen him all week and then there he was. His imposing presence filled the boot room.

His voice distracted Jamie, and Simon ripped himself from his grasp. Jamie wanted to attack him but thought better of it. They were both breathing hard, Simon with a sore head and Jamie with a broken nose.

"Right. I don't give a flying fuck why you two are fooling around in a locker room. I'll assume you've created your very own fight club.

But if that was the case you wouldn't be able to tell me, would you? So! Jamie, fuck off upstairs and try to avoid bleeding on the carpet," Mr Gilbert said.

He was as tall as Jamie and although older and unfit, had a menacing presence. Jamie glared at me as he walked past and headed upstairs.

"This is supposed to be a nice relaxed final week. I do not need you twats fucking it up for me. A bit of advice Miss Turner. Don't date a meathead," Mr Gilbert said after Jamie had gone.

He looked at Simon, rolled his eyes, and walked off upstairs.

"Does it hurt a lot?" I said stepping close to Simon and looking at the bruise on his head.

"WWhy ddo you care we aren't ffriends," Simon said with a strange expression.

I felt awful saying that but I had been trying to help him. Simon saw my sad expression and continued.

"That was sssupposed to bbe a joke," he said with a weak smile.

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Word quickly flew around the group about what happened in the boot room. Somehow I managed to avoid much attention. People assumed Simon had snapped after Jamie pushed him too far. Everyone had seen how he'd been treated.

Mira and the girls weren't so convinced and plagued me with questions. I fended them off as best I could, planning to talk to Mira about it tonight.

I told them I was going to have a chill night as the others prepared to go out. Once Mira heard, she refused to leave me on my own. Hannah and Amy also wanted to stay. But they had bumped into some cute French guys at lunch and were meeting them at the club. I wished them luck and got into my comfy clothes.

There is a benefit of everyone using your room for pre-drinks. There are always half-empties. Just because we weren't going out didn't me we couldn't have fun.

I told Mira about my day with Simon as we got hammered on coconut rum. The only thing I missed out was the kiss. I wasn't embarrassed about it, just wasn't ready to tell anyone.

"So you're friends with Simon now?" Mira asked giving me a look and the half-empty bottle.

"Yeah so?" I asked not understanding and taking a big swig.

"Beth Turner. Sex bomb, popular girl, queen of the school. Is friends with Stuttering Simon?" Mira asked with an expression like I was crazy.

I was so confused. After our experience last night, I thought she was a little bit into Simon now. At least that's how it felt at lunch.

"Yes, we're friends so what," I said more confidently.

"Good because I like him and want to be friends too," she said with a Cheshire grin.

I threw a pillow at her for teasing me and she retaliated. We threw pillows at each other until there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" I asked worried it was Jamie wanting another chat.

"It's Simon I wwanted to ssee if you were alright,"

Mira had a smirk on her face as I went to the door. Simon's blue eyes looked concerned at first then wide when he saw what Mira and I were wearing.

We had already changed for bed and wore our skimpy fluffy pyjamas. Not slutty, just short. I knew my bum was hanging out and my tits looked perky and proud. Simon's eyes darted between us as Mira joined me at the door.

"I'm not the one who got hit," I said with a smile.

"I get worse at ttraining all the ttime," Simon said as his eyes kept darting across our bodies.

"Training?" asked Mira, her hand trailing down Simon's arm.

Not to be outdone I reached forward and placed my palm on his chest.

"I ppplay iice hhockey," Simon stuttered, starting to feel nervous.

He must have no idea what was going on. We were two of the hottest, most popular girls in school. One had kissed him today and was now stroking his chest. The other hand was stroking his arm.

"Wwell I'm Gglad you're ok, I've ggot to go," Simon said stepping back and turning away.

He had two girls throwing themselves at him and he just stepped back. But then perhaps he didn't know that's what we were doing.

"Oi! Where do you think you're going?" Mira said. Her footballer attitude coming out.

Simon stopped and looked surprised when he turned back.

"I'm ggoing to the ssauna," he said like that was the most obvious thing in the world.

"The WHAT!" we said in unison.

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We forced Simon to wait for us before following him down. It was housed in a small wooden hut outside, along with a small hot tub. The sauna was wood-panelled with some heated rocks in the corner. There was a small bucket of scented water to pour over to rocks to create the steam.

Mira and I were naked with white cotton towels wrapped around us. Simon also had a towel around his waist but I wasn't sure if he was naked underneath. Mira and I were both a little surprised when we saw his toned physique.

I had only the briefest glimpse of him outside the bathroom the other night. Now I could see he was lithe and toned. Not skinny, but not a mountain of muscle either. Mira and I shared an appreciative look. There was already a bruise forming on his ribs where Jamie had hit him. It looked blue, purple and sore.

We hadn't been in a sauna before so Simon showed us how it worked. He'd been using it solo all week. It was lovely and toasty, as fragrant steam billowed around the small room. The smell of the cedar panels and perfumed water was amazing as we sat back and relaxed.

Simon sat between us and I could feel a strange energy in the small hot room. Electricity crackled through the air, like during thunderstorms.

"So Simon. I hear you've been busy," Mira said taking Simon and me off balance.

"Wwhat..." Simon started saying but I saved him the trouble.

"She heard you shagging last night. I was drunk and wasn't thinking so I told her about the other time," I said wanting to see where Mira would take this.

"So, who is she?" Mira asked sliding closer so her hips were touching Simon's.

"Yeah, who was she?" I asked equally interested, also sliding closer. I had used 'was' hoping it would be me next time.

"I ccan't say," Simon said firmly.

"Why not?" pouted Mira. Lightly stroking her long black ponytail that rested on her shoulder.

On reflection, we hadn't paced ourselves well when drinking in our room. My head wasn't spinning, but a little fuzzy.

"I'm a ggentlemen," Simon said stuttering.

"Oh, so you don't kiss and tell? Well is she your girlfriend?" Mira asked, her big brown eyes glimmering.

Sweat beaded on her soft light-brown skin. Her big brown eyes sparkled and her face was glowing. She looked gorgeous and I was sure Simon would crumble. We both placed our hands on his shoulders.

"No wwe're jjust friends," Simon said looking at our hands on his shoulders.

"Well, we're friends," I said boldly sliding my hand to gently rest on his chest. Feeling his surprisingly firm pectoral.

"And I want to be your friend too," Mira said. Moving her hand to run her fingers through his wavy brown hair.

"Would you tell anyone about what we did in here?" I asked leaning forward a little.

"No," Simon said. I could feel his heart fluttering in his chest.

"Good because I need to let these puppies breathe," sighed Mira as she undid her towel.

The white fabric fell to her waist, pooling to conceal her waist. But letting her tits hang free.

"Mira!" I gasped surprised at her daring.

The move had momentarily stopped whatever was about to happen. Simon leaned back and closed his eyes. Whether to force his eyes away from looking at Mira's chest or just relaxing I couldn't tell.

"Oh it feels so good having them out," Mira said holding her tits in her hands and gently massaging them.

I had seen them before of course, when we were in the gym showers, or changing. She had beautiful tits, a good handful with big dark areolas. I could see her dark stubby nipples were hard as her fingers ran over them. The blue gem on her gold belly button piercing shimmered as she closed her eyes and laid back.

I thought fuck it as I quickly followed suit, letting my towel fall from under my arms to pool at my waist. My creamy white tits were a little smaller than Mira's. With small pink nipples.

"It's feminism. Why should guys be able to get their tits out and not us," Mira said with a giggle.

I laid back and also closed my eyes. Somehow sitting with my eyes shut took the awkwardness out of the situation. I could feel Simon breathing contently, glad the conversation had moved on.

"It's cause yyou don't gget hard when you see our tits," Simon said causing Mira and me to gasp.

"Simon! That's not a very gentlemanly thing to say," I said as I opened my eyes.

I caught Mira glancing at his crotch and then at me. When she saw me watching she bit her lip and smiled like a caught little schoolgirl.

"So looking at anyone's tits gets you hard?" Mira asked with a smile. We were both looking at Simon's face now.

He laid back serenely with his eyes closed. Like he didn't have a care in the world.

"Ladies yyou both have amazing tits that would mmake any man hard," Simon said with a smile. Guessing our ruse.

I noticed his stutter was disappearing as he relaxed.

"Well let's just check shall we?" Mira said boldly.

I watched enraptured as my best friend slid her hand under Simon's towel.

"Woah!" Simon said snapping his eyes open and grabbing onto Mira's wrist.

Her hand stayed under the towel and I could tell by her face she liked what she found.

"Are yyou ok wwith this?" Simon asked me, stuttering again.

I guessed he hadn't thought Mira would be so forward. Chat was one thing, but this was different. He seemed genuinely concerned about how I felt regarding Mira's advances. It gave me a warm feeling that he cared how I felt. It was then I realised that the kiss may have meant something to him.

"Am I missing something?" Mira asked with surprise as she removed her hand.

Without thought I leant forward and pressed my lips to Simon's. We shared a long slow chaste kiss before I pulled back to look at Mira.

"I forgot to say. We kissed earlier," I said smiling wickedly at Mira's stunned, slack-jawed expression.

"Fuck sake!" Mira said genuinely annoyed as she covered her tits with her forearms.

She had the look of a kid who had lost a board game and wasn't taking it well.

"I'm happy to share if you are, we are besties after all," I said seeing her eyes light up.

"I ththink you ttwo have drunk ttoo much," Simon said stuttering as he watched our exchange.

"Don't you dare ruin this, just enjoy it," I said giving him another quick kiss.

"Just between us yeah?" I asked Mira. Starting to stroke Simon's chest with my fingers.

"Mmm of course," she said starting to kiss down his neck.

Simon's resolve was crumbling but he wasn't ready to give in just yet.

"I ththink maybe we shshould..." he said before Mira interjected.

"Hey! I will be really upset if you reject us now. You don't want us to be upset do you?" she said. Pulling his chin to place her pale juicy lips on his.

I watched my gorgeous best friend Kiss Simon tenderly. He slowly opened his mouth to sneak in some tongue, taking Mira off-guard. She smiled and let out a moan as she sucked on his tongue.

My body tingled with arousal and I found myself lazily stroking my tits with my fingers. Mira stroked Simon's neck as their kiss intensified.

Simon pulled back and turned his head towards me. I relished how his lips felt against mine, how tender and softly he kissed me. Mira was stroking and kissing Simon's chest as I made out with him. I felt his body flinch slightly and looked down to see Mira's hand back under the towel.

"Mmm, he feels so thick," Mira said as she continued to kiss down his neck.

Simon broke our kiss and sought out Mira's lips again. I slipped my hand under his towel and felt Mira's around the base of his thick shaft. She was stroking him slowly, her small hand sliding effortlessly along his hard shaft. I slipped my hands lower, stroking down his firm inner thighs. Simon let out a small grunt as he felt my hand gently clasp and massage his balls

"Oh he likes that," Mira said with a smile Sticking her tongue into his gasping mouth.

As Mira's hand moved faster shifting his towel until it fell open. I stared at his beautiful cock, rock hard in my friend's small hand. Six inches long with a beautifully shaped tip and a nice thick shaft.

I sucked on my bottom lip as I pulled a loose strand of blonde hair out of my face. Sweat dripped down my body, I could feel it trickling between my breasts. Mira's light brown skin glowed with glistening moisture, as Simon reached a hand towards her chest.

He cupped and squeezed her boobs gently as they continued their passionate kiss. I felt a brief pang of impatience as I waited for my turn. As if reading my mind Simon broke away from Mira and turned to me.

I continued stroking his balls as he kissed me passionately. His hand resting on my side and gently stroking my stomach. I felt my heart pounding as we began to get lost in the moment. His hand was clasping my boobs, playing and pitching my nipples.

I looked over to my friend as Simon started kissing down my neck. She had her leg up on the bench next to her. Her free hand lazily moved under the towel at her waist.

A moan escaped my lips as I felt his hand replaced with his lips. They sucked my hard nipples into his hot wet mouth, and his tongue ran over them. My thighs rubbed together trying to contain the arousal building between them. This was already the most erotic moment of my life.

Simon's hand stroked down my side, gliding over my sweaty skin until he reached my towel. I marvelled at his confidence and patience. Once he had succumbed to our seduction he was fully engaged.

Mira locked eyes with me as her hand continued stroking between her thighs. She glanced at Simon's cock, still rock hard in her hand, then back at me.

It was a request to suck his cock, which was insane as she didn't have to ask me. I gave her a look and my friend bent over to tentatively lick his tip. Simon groaned appreciatively as Mira licked around his bulbous head.

I felt Simon's hands move over my towel to stroke my soft creamy thighs. He removed his lips from my nipple causing a small regretful sigh. Then he kissed me again, as his hand slowly inched under my towel. I opened it to give him access as his fingers danced over my hot sweaty skin.

Simon moaned into my mouth as Mira sank her lips down his shaft. I returned the moan as Simon found my swollen clit. He took his time, swirling his fingers around as he sucked on my tongue.

Then he shifted his lips away and pulled on Mira's chin, lifting her from his cock and kissing her tenderly. Simon's fingers continued playing with my clit, even as his free hand moved between Mira's legs.

This master of foreplay was sitting naked on a wooden bench, in a cedar-panelled sauna. Two gorgeous naked young women sat on either side of him. Moaning in unified bliss as his fingers stroked between their legs.

"Oh fuck! This is so hot," Mira moaned as Simon broke their kiss.

"It is a sauna," I said with a joking smile as my lover kissed me again.

I wrapped my hand around his neck. Determined to keep him kissing me for longer.

"Jees... I love your fingers... Fuck!... feels so good," Mira said her hand returning to Simon's hard cock, slick with her saliva.

Simon removed his hand from my pussy to gently pry my hand off his neck. He smiled and kiss my hand, before sucking my finger into his mouth. One long suck before turning to kiss Mira. His fingers returned between my legs and started rapidly rubbing my clit.

Mira moaned into Simon's mouth as he steered her closer and closer to the edge. I kissed and caressed his neck as he strummed my sensitive, swollen clit. My hand moved to his cock as Mira's hands groped at her her tits.

"Oh fuck I'm close, yes! YES! YES! ARGH!" she screamed.

Her back arched pulling her away from the cedar-panelled wall. Simon clamped his mouth on her nipple and flicked his tongue across it rapidly. His fingers continued to stimulate Mira as the pleasure washed through her body.

Then Simon released her and she slumped to the side. He turned his sole focus onto me. Kissing me tenderly as his fingers slid between my juicy lower lips. I felt his hand gently remove mine from his cock. Then he sank to his knees between my legs.

Mira and I watched with amazement as Simon kissed along my soft thighs. He spread my wet lips wide and dove his tongue deep inside me, swirling it around my entrance. My pussy sang with pleasure as he licked and slurped at my juices.

"Holy shit!" I cried as I watched this guy. This impossibly sexy guy. Give me more pleasure than I expected to feel in a lifetime.

My hands grabbed his head, my fingers running through his wavy locks. His lips and tongue caused me to make noises I'd never made before. Mira watched with a mix of jealousy and arousal as she played with herself.

"Argh!... ARGH!... ARGH!" I screamed my voice going from a grunt to a high-pitched wail.

My thighs clamped around Simon's head, threatening to crush his skull as my body went rigid. I saw stars for the first time in my life as I experienced pleasure overload. Simon's tongue continued to swirl as his hands reached up to pitch my nipples. I only crashed down when he let me. Pulling his hands away and removing his tongue.

All three of us panted heavily in our hot little wooden room. Simon sat back on the bench, his sweaty hair plastered to his face. His hard cock was still at attention and gently bouncing in the warm air. Mira was a mess, her glossy black hair slick with sweat. Her body shone as her chest heaved to drag warm air into her lungs.

Those gorgeous tits, with her big round areolas, were swelling with each intake of breath. Her towel had opened and I could see her cute little pussy. Her dark brown lips, coated in her juices with her little landing strip of back hair above it.

Then we heard singing from outside.

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"If you want my money and you think I'm sexy come on sugar let me know..." sang a deep voice as someone entered the hut.

The glass door of the sauna thankfully faced away from the main door so they couldn't see us.

We shared alarmed glances and quickly covered ourselves in our towels. Petrified this intruder was coming into the sauna. Then we heard the sound of water and the deep guttural sigh of a middle-aged man getting in a hot tub.

"If you want my body, and you think I'm sexy. Come on, sugar, tell me so...

If you really need me, just reach out and touch me. Come on, sugar, tell me so, tell me so, baby," the man sang and we all recognised the voice now.

"Gilbert" we all mouthed silently to each other.

We couldn't stay there all night and it was Simon who bit the bullet. Making sure to tie the towel securely around his waist before exiting the sauna.

"Jesus Christ Simon! You pale gimp! I thought you were a fucking ghost," Gilbert cried in alarm when Simon tried to slip past unnoticed.

"Ssorry ssir, I was..." Said Simon starting to stutter.

"No! I don't want to know what you doing in there. Just get out and leave me to wallow," Mr Gilbert said.

Simon nodded for us to join him, I'm guessing because Mr Gilbert had closed his eyes. Mira and I held hands as we tiptoed behind Simon.

"Miss Turner! Miss Patel! This is a surprise. I'm glad to see we're all getting along on this little trip. Is it any wonder teenage pregnancy is through the fucking roof?

Back in my day, you'd be lucky for a snog behind the bike sheds. Well, fuck off then the lot of you. I'll try to scrub this sordid scene from my mind," Mr Gilbert said watching us leave.

"And Simon!" he called making Simon turn back.

"Put a sock on the door handle next time lad," he glared. There was a hint of a smile on his face as we left.

I wasn't ready for the night to end. An exchange of looks with Mira confirmed she felt the same. We both wanted to entice Simon to our room and carry on whatever this was.

The ride in the lift was short and torturous. The sexual tension was so palpable you could taste it. My body tingled with suspense, as I imagined what was to come. When the lift door opened Mira and I giggled like giddy school girls as we ran down the corridor.

When we got to our room I barreled inside, having not locked it when we left. I was shocked to find Amy and Hannah sitting on my bed. Mira clattered into the back of me and froze when she saw our friends.

"Hey! Where have you guys been? We wanted to say goodnight," Hannah said pulling me into a drunken hug. She stunk of vodka and held me a little too tight.

"Oh we erm went to the sauna," Mira said looking back in the corridor for Simon.

"Sauna! There's a sauna!" Amy said, her pale skin flushed and her freckles gleaming.

"Well..." I said without anything to say.

"Anyway, we just have to tell you about Pierre and François. Oh my god!" squealed my friends.

"If they were so great, why are you back so early," Mira asked in an irritated tone.

Hannah explained by picking up her handbag and vomiting in it.

"We got kicked out of the bar when she threw up. We got their numbers though!" Amy said grinning drunkenly.

The girls kept us up for an hour talking about the sexy French guys they had pulled. It didn't seem to matter that they couldn't understand what they said. When they left Mira agreed that the moment had passed. We each grabbed a quick shower and went to bed.

We were halfway through the week. I had lost a boyfriend and had a three-way in a sauna. I couldn't wait to see what the rest of the week had in store.

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Mira and I woke with thick heads but in good spirits. The first look we gave each other had us descending in giggles. We didn't openly speak about last night as we got ready for the day. Our evening of fun with Simon in the sauna had been the most erotic night of my life. I wished we had been able to take him back to our hotel room.

At breakfast, Simon made a rare appearance. He sat in the corner drinking an expresso and reading his little green book. I was intrigued and made a note to ask him about it later.

Amy and Hannah called us over to sit with them. Hannah looked dreadful but nothing breakfast couldn't fix. She could never hold her drink well. Throughout breakfast Mira and I kept glancing at Simon. We couldn't help it. We would glance at him, catch each other looking and then burst into giggles.

"What's up with you two this morning?" Amy asked as we kept on doing it.

"Nothing," I said but without being able to wipe the smile off my face.

"Oh my god, you guys fucked," Amy said under her breath, her mouth open with shock.

Out of the four of us, the cute redhead was the only one who had dabbled with girls. Trust her to expect Mira and me to get frisky.

"What! No of course not!" Mira said in shock.

Simon closed his book and stood up to leave. He glanced over at us and smiled casually before leaving the dining room.

The discussion moved on quickly as Amy and Hannah filled us in on what happened last night. They had seen Jamie kiss Sarah, another girl on the trip and they hadn't been seen since. I was relieved and hoped that would put an end to Jamie's interest in me. I didn't regret dumping him yesterday, not one bit. I wasn't sure what would happen with Simon. Our kiss in the snow had clearly meant something but what?

We headed to the boot room to get our ski gear on and met up with Simon waiting for the shuttle bus.

"Hey, Simon! You want to ski with us again today?" Hannah asked with a smile. It made me happy that my friends were warming up to him.

"I'm going ssomewhere ssspecial today," Simon said his eyes flicking up to the sky.

I was surprised to hear him stuttering again. I would have thought he was comfortable enough with us and it would have stopped completely.

He looked rather pensive and a little sad. Surprising considering what happened last night. Mira and I were both brimming with unbridled joy.

"Would you like some company? It's ok if not," I said. Sensing where he was going was a big deal to him.

"Yeah, I ththink I would," he said without a smile.

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The girls were now getting confident on the snow. Simon kept an eye on them and gave them pointers where they needed it. They could keep up a reasonable pace as Simon led us on a long run on the other side of the mountain. He pulled up near the trees halfway down a gentle blue run giving us a rest.

"We have to go on foot from here," he said. His stuttering was under control now.

He led us through the trees for a short while until we came to a small wooden lodge. It looked very old and abandoned but in a beautiful location. There were stunning views across the whole valley below. Snow fell from the pine branches above, knocked off by the wind, falling in a magical snowfall.

"Wow! What is this place?" Mira asked in wonder.

Simon explained that this was where his Mum grew up. She had lived here with her grandparents before she met his Dad. He had been on a Skiing holiday with his family.

"This was her favourite place," Simon said. Emotion tingeing his voice.

"Aww!" the girls chorused at his words. It was quite a romantic story.

He took out the little green book and kissed it.

"What's that?" Amy asked, looking at the book in his hand.

As Simon explained my heart wept for him. His Mum had died six months ago from a long illness. She had given him an old French poetry book before she passed. It was her wish that he read and memorise them all. When he was ready, she wanted him to take the book back to her home and bury it.

"Oh my god that's beautiful," Mira said wiping tears from her brown eyes.

I walked over to Simon and held his hand. He led me towards the little house and I watched as he buried the book under some loose stones.

"Au revoir maman. Je t'aime," he said when he stood up.

I didn't need to understand French to know he was saying goodbye to his Mum. We walked back to the others holding hands and a tear rolled down his cheek. He wiped it away, but another one fell, then another. The girls gathered around and we all hugged him.

"Woo! Ok right. Well, that's that. Thanks for coming with me," Simon said as we let go of him. His voice cracking with emotion.

I could see he was trying to control his emotions in front of us. I wanted to give him a comforting kiss but knew I shouldn't. This wasn't the time or place. My heart burst for him and I knew the others felt it too. We got our skis and carried on to the bottom of the run, grabbing the chairlift to go back up the mountain.

Simon opened up a little more. He spoke about how his Mum's illness had made him retreat from people. How he stopped taking care of himself and kept away from people. I realised that was why he was like that at school. He must have been so sad, and everyone at school bullied him on top of it. I rested my head on his shoulder and held his hand comfortingly till the lift stopped.

We enjoyed a great day of skiing and Simon demanded he buy us Lunch. I think it was safe to say the four of us were smitten with him. Mira and I were practically in love. I could see it in her eyes when she looked at him.

"We should take Simon out tonight," Hannah said as we waited for Simon to pay the bill at the till.

"I don't think clubbing's his thing," Mira said.

"How about ice skating and then the bar? It wasn't dancey in there last time," Amy said reasonably.

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It was a great night, by far the best of the trip so far. The girls tried to chase Simon around the rink. He smiled as he skated backwards tauntingly before feeling sorry for us, and letting us catch him. There were a few looks from the other skaters. Who was this guy with a harem of four beautiful girls? All falling over themselves to make him smile.

When we were done we headed to the attached bar and saw a sign outside.

"Yay, karaoke!" Hannah said jumping up and down, causing her big boobs to jiggle.

"Oh god!" moaned Simon but we dragged him inside anyway.

We all forbade him from buying drinks, wanting to treat him tonight. If lady luck was on my side I intended to put a real smile on his face later.

There were some good singers but we all know the best karaoke nights are full of lame ducks. Hannah was the first of our group to have a go. A screeching rendition of Abba's 'Dancing Queen'. Mira had a lovely voice and sang 'Before He Cheats' by Carry Underwood.

I sang Robbie William's 'Angels' with Amy because we were both nervous and shit. Then we begged and begged for Simon to go up. We had filled him to the brim with lager and he finally relented.

We all cheered and encouraged him as he nervously took the stage. Then I had a dreadful thought. What if he stutters? We had become so used to it and he had done it less as he got to know us. But standing there in front of all these drunk people would he be too nervous? I couldn't bear hearing people make fun of him.

I was about to stand up and join him when he picked a song. Within a few seconds, I knew he would be fine and sat down. He wasn't an idiot and chose the perfect song. The music started and the whole bar erupted.

-Coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine.

Gotta gotta be down because I want it all

It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this?

It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss-

Every British person under twenty-five; at least a quarter of the bar, went nuts. We all sang in unison what has become an adoptive British anthem. Go into any club, any bar, any school and sing Mr Brightside and everyone of a certain age will join in.

No one cared, or could even hear if he stuttered over the sheer wall of noise. The girls and I jumped in our seats and screamed at the top of our lungs on the chorus. When he finished and got back to us we swamped him with cuddles. He was smiling from ear to ear and my heart was bursting with joy.

At one point in the night, Mira dragged me to the toilets. We were both tipsy but not plastered. As we were touching up our makeup she looked at me in the mirror.

"I want to fuck Simon," she said in a deadpan delivery.

I looked at her beautiful face with her Indian features. Those big brown eyes, her jet black hair. Her perfect flawless, light brown skin. I suddenly felt strangely inadequate in comparison.

"Ok. I can't say I'm surprised," I said applying more mascara.

"You ok with that? I can see there might be a thing between you two," Mira asked.

"There's no 'thing'. We're just friends," I said not very convincingly. Mira quite rightly gave me a funny look.

"Well, I think there is. I've seen the way you look at each other. But if you're ok with it how about we share again?" Mira asked. She turned to look at me directly.

"Ok. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't planning to jump him tonight," I said feeling protective and a little possessive.

I had no right to be, but I had been looking forward to spending the night with Simon.

"You mean just tonight?" I asked glancing at her.

"For the week. The sauna was the horniest I've ever felt. I want to feel that as many times as possible before we go home," Mira said deadly serious.

"I want us to give that guy the best fucking sex of his life. I want us to ruin him for other women. I want to suck him dry until he shrivels up like a walnut," Mira laughed running away with her lust.

"I think I love him," I said stopping her dead in her tracks.

"I mean. I think I could love him in the future, you know. He's not just a plaything to me," I said.

As my best friend, I wanted her to understand my feelings. I saw Mira's face drop. Her plans for a horny sex-filled week in tatters.

"But. I would be lying if I said I didn't want to share him with you. But only for this week. When we get home I want him to be mine," I said with a weak smile, not wanting to deny her.

Mira beamed and flung her arms around me. I held her as I looked at my face in the mirror. Was I kidding myself about how I felt? Surely this was just a holiday crush.

"We should go right now, fuck I'm already tingling," she said rubbing her thighs together.

"Down girl!" I said laughing at my friend's hornyness.

"What about Hannah and Amy," I reminded her.

"Well, I don't know if he could handle all of us yet. But if you think... hey!" she yelled as I splashed water at her for teasing me.

We walked back to the others and were surprised to see two guys had joined the table. These were the guys the girls had met the other night. Their names were Pierre and François. Simon was speaking animatedly with both of them as the girls looked on. Both of the guys were a little older than Simon but he didn't seem intimidated by them.

"Pierre and François know of another club nearby. Better than that one near the hotel," Amy said looking adoringly at one of the Frenchmen.

"Ok..." said Mira, her natural protectiveness coming out.

"It turns out François is Simon's cousin," Hannah said smiling delightedly

"Well Mira and I are feeling tired so we were about to head off," I said glancing at Simon.

He caught my gaze and I flashed what I hoped was my best come fuck me look. I had to get his number. This would be so much easier over text. Simon looked at me for a moment then his eyes went to Mira. I smiled when I saw her stick her tongue in her cheek and mime sucking him off. Real subtle Mira.

Hannah and Amy were besotted by their Frenchmen and made no mind to where we were going. As Mira and I walked off with Simon Mira asked if he trusted his cousin.

"He's a bit of a player but nice. I know Pierre pretty well too. I trust them to look after the girls," he said boldly slipping his hands into ours as we walked to the taxi rank.

"You're not just saying that to have us to yourself?" Mira asked with a naughty smile.

"I'm pretty sure my room is big enough if you're after an orgy! I'll give them a call," Simon said tipsy after the many drinks we had forced on him.

I knew he was only joking but still felt a jolt of jealousy at his words. It was one thing to share him with my best friend. But if this wasn't just a holiday fling for me, I could do without him fucking all my friends.

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Mira made the first move, surprising Simon by kissing him as soon as we got into the lift. Her arms wrapped around his neck as her burgundy lips pressed hard against his.

Simon broke the kiss quickly and turned to me looking for reassurance. My heart fluttered as I saw the care in his eyes. I smiled, placing a palm on his chest and kissing him tenderly. He swapped back and forth, passionately kissing both of us with equal tenderness.

When the lift opened Mira growled as she dragged us along the corridor. Simon stopped at his door and let us in. He had pushed the twin beds together to make a double and we all fell onto it. As he kissed Mira I thought about the girl he had fucked in here the other night.

How did I feel about fucking Simon in the same bed as her? Not least sharing him with my best friend. My confused thoughts melted when I felt his lips on mine again.

He kissed down my neck as his hands ran over my body. Gently undoing the buttons on my top so he could kiss my collarbone. My legs wrapped around his waist as my hands slid through his wavy brown hair. His lips were electric and sent tingles through my skin. I felt his tongue give my neck a little lick before he blew cool air over the wet skin.

"Oh god," I moaned as I closed my eyes and enjoyed his kisses. Then he was gone.

Opening my eyes I saw Mira holding his face in her hands as she kissed him. I laid back on the bed with my legs still wrapped around his waist as he made out with my best friend. Simon gently pulled her top over her head and kissed down her neck.

I sat up and ran my hands under Simon's polo top, quickly pulling it over his head and kissing his chest. Simon guided Mira to lie down and started kissing me again. His hands expertly removed my bra with a smooth flick of his fingers. I gasped with a smile as his hands slipped under the cups to clasp my boobs. I loved playing with them myself and groaned as Simon teased and caressed them.

He eased me back to lie next to Mira. She had already removed her bra as she watched us with hungry eyes. Simon moved over my leg to lay on his front between us. He kissed and caressed our bodies, making sure to give equal attention to both of us.

I bathed in the pleasure his warm wet mouth gave to my nipples, as I watched him stroking Mira's tits. Our hands were all over him too, stroking his hair, and down his back.

Simon started kissing down from my soft boobs and over my belly. I was a little self-conscious. I wasn't as thin as Mira, she had a gorgeously taut belly, compared to my slightly podgy one.

Simon could read me like a book and lovingly kissed my stomach, using his fingers to stroke my sides. I sighed when he reached the top of my jeans and stopped.

I watched in agony as he gave Mira the same treatment. Slowly kissing down her soft light brown skin. She smiled as she watched him circle her belly button with his tongue. Giving her blue belly button piercing a quick flick before coming back to me.

I had undone my jeans and had them to my knees as Simon started kissing my soft creamy thighs. He lifted my legs and slid my jeans the rest of the way down my legs. Kissing down my legs to my Ski socks. He decided to keep them on and I wiggled my toes, biting my finger as I smiled at him. My hands caressed my boobs as I watched him move between my legs and kiss up my inner thigh.

I gasped when I felt his tongue on my pussy, pushing against the soaking-wet cotton of my panties. My hand reached out and held on to Mira's arm as Simon pulled the fabric aside and sucked on my clit.

I felt movement and saw Mira lying on her side to watch Simon lick me. She had her jeans undone and her hand shoved between her legs. She looked at me with lust-filled hungry eyes. I moaned as Simon continued to kiss and lick my hot, swollen, drenched lips.

My breathing grew ragged as he sent ripples of pleasure through me. Mira's face was an inch from mine as she looked down at Simon. I looked at her deep brown eyes, her beautiful Indian features, her hot lips. Mira glanced at me with that hungry lustful look burning in her brown eyes. In the heat of the moment, burning animalistic lust, filled us both.

I moved first. A micro lurch towards her before she pushed her lips against mine. The feeling was incredible as I enjoyed my first girl kiss. Simon used his fingers now, kissing my thighs as he stroked my wet throbbing lips.

Mira moaned into my mouth as she slipped in some tongue. She was a really good kisser and I only stopped when I felt Simon's lips leave my pussy.

He moved over to Mira who had already pulled her jeans off. Simon kissed her brown thighs and stroked them with his fingers. Mira sucked on her bottom lip as she lay back and ran her hands over her boobs. I moved to my side to watch Simon give the same pleasure to Mira. Watched the joy on her face as she watched Simon between her legs.

She thrust her hips towards his mouth. Grabbing his head and rubbing her dark pussy against his pale face. Simon's tongue was deep inside her as he swirled it about. My hand slipped between my legs and started teasing my clit.

My eyes were drawn to Mira's beautiful boobs as she rubbed her nipples between her fingers. In a fit of lust, I leant over and sucked one into my mouth, hearing my friend moan at my touch.

Was this always bound to happen when two horny, lustful teens share a guy? I had never done anything remotely like this before but liked it.

Simon watched as I sucked hard on Mira's nipple, his tongue flicking fast over her swollen clit. I saw her juices glistening around his mouth as Mira pulled his face into her.

"Oh yes!... Yes!... Argh!... Oh fuck!... keep going! Keep going! Mmmhp!" her moans were stifled as I smashed my lips into hers.

Just like last night her body went tense as she arched her back. My hands caressed her chest as my mouth absorbed her moans. Simon pulled his mouth away as Mira lost control of her body for a moment. He kissed her all over. Through her landing strip of soft dark pubic hair. Up her tight firm stomach, over her perfect breasts to join our lips.

We engaged in a wet, messy three-way kiss. Simon smeared Mira's juices over both our mouths. I found it oddly pleasant. My best friend was panting now, fully recovered from her moment of bliss. I was a little annoyed she had been allowed to cum first but I shouldn't be.

Simon kissed me passionately as he guided me onto my back. He crawled back between my legs and I felt his jeans rub against my thighs. I hurriedly undid them and yanked them down, getting help from Mira. We became desperate as Simon and I both felt the burning desire to go further. When I felt his soft but firm cock press against my folds I smiled like crazy.

We gently kissed as I wrapped my legs around his waist trying to guide his cock inside me. I was so wet for him, oozing sticky juices all over his hard cock. I forgot about Mira, I forgot about the hotel, I forgot about every insecurity, worry or fear. I was his and he was mine.

Simon ripped my panties down my legs in a swift motion. The tip of his cock nestled at my entrance and I looked into his blue eyes. My breath caught in my chest as his thick cock gently eased inside, stretching me perfectly. It was like I was made to receive his perfect cock. He took his time, gently easing forward until he was fully buried inside.

"Fuck you guys look so hot," Mira grunted breaking into our intimate moment.

I knew she didn't mean to and I didn't mind so much. Because I knew right at that moment I couldn't be without Simon. I would do anything for him to continue filling me up.

His blue eyes closed as he kissed me tenderly, slowly rocking his hips. My hands stroked down his back to grab his rear, pulling him deeper inside. This wasn't at all what I thought sex was. My only experience was with Jamie. A quick, hard, unsatisfying mess. This was slow tender and loving. Our noses rubbed as he started gently thrusting inside.

He moved to sit up and I feared he was going to turn his attention to Mira. I couldn't bear that, not until I had felt his release.

I held him close to me, feeling my clit rub against the base of his thick cock. His arms wrapped under my body holding me tight, squashing my soft tits into his chest. His thrusts were slow and steady as we kissed. I caught Mira's gaze out of the corner of my eye. She seemed to be leaving us to enjoy this moment. Lying on her back and stroking between her legs.

"Mmm, oh, mmm, argh.." I moaned contentedly as Simon made sweet sensual love to me. That was what it felt like, not just lustful fucking.

Simon let out some deep guttural grunts as he started thrusting faster and faster. His sweaty forehead rested on mine as my fingers dug into his bum cheeks. I could feel his muscles flexing as he thrust into my hot wet pussy.

"Oh fuck you're perfect, oh! Fuck! Please, fuck! God, I love this so much," I moaned, a solitary tear rolling down my cheek.

His cock was rubbing against places inside me I didn't know were there. I felt my heart swell and nearly burst out of my chest. I felt on the verge of tears it was almost too much. It was my first time truly enjoying sex.

"Je voulais ça depuis la première fois que je t'ai vu," Simon whispered in his deep sexy French accent.

I nearly creamed just hearing his words. I Heard Mira moan out and watched as she furiously rubbed her sopping-wet pussy. The sound of wet flesh filled the room as she brought herself to an earth-shattering climax.

"Keep... talking... tell... me..." I said. Trying to ask him to tell me he loved me, but managing to stop myself.

"Si la beauté était une personne, elle te ressemblerait," Simon said. He spoke beautifully as he started thrusting harder.

I screamed out as he raised his arms and fucked me faster. My fingers clung onto him as he thrust over and over again.

"ARGH! YES! YES! More say MORE," I screamed as my clit rubbed hard against his pelvis as his cock moved like a blur.

"Je t'ai aimé dès que je t'ai vu. Tes yeux, tes lèvres. Je veux que tu sois à moi pour toujours." he grunted as he looked deep into my soul with those soft blue eyes.

I had no idea what he said but it filled me with love and tipped me over the edge. I felt my toes curl in my woollen ski socks as I let out a high girlish scream. I had never made that noise before and couldn't replicate it now If I tried. Tears of joy welled in my eyes as all the emotions inside me swelled and crashed.

Simon leaned down to kiss my neck as I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close. My legs clung to his waist as I felt my pussy ripple around his cock.

When I relaxed with a heavy sigh I couldn't catch my breath. I wanted to tell him I loved him. That I would be his for as long as I breathed. But I couldn't. Not with Mira lying in a sweaty pool recovering from her release next to us.

"Tu es vraiment mignonne quand tu as un orgasme," Simon said with a smile, breathing hard.

I recognised the word orgasm and gave him a mock stern look.

"A gentleman wouldn't discuss such things," I said with a smile.

"Je te ferais des choses qu'aucun gentleman ne se permettrait de faire," he said with a hungry look in his blue eyes.

We lay together, gently kissing and stroking each other. We had almost forgotten Mira was there.

"I don't want to ruin the moment I'll leave you two to it," Mira said with a slightly hurt expression.

I always hated when she was upset and had promised she could fuck Simon. I knew in my heart I wanted him to be mine and mine alone. But I had agreed to share him for the trip and I didn't want to ruin the night.

"Go get her," I said kissing him tenderly again before pushing him towards Mira.

I lay on my back in blissful contentment. My arousal and the warm buzz of alcohol tingled me all over. My pussy already felt achingly empty and desperate for Simon's cock. I watched as he moved between her legs. He gave her a small tender kiss like he'd given me. I felt a pang of regret for not letting Mira leave.

Then Simon sat up and pulled Mira's legs wide apart. I watched her dark glistening pussy as he lined up his hard cock. Her knees were near her shoulders showing her athletic flexibility. Simon plunged his hard cock inside her a little less carefully than with me. But Mira was thoroughly prepared and her dripping juices let him glide in easily. He hammered her hard with brutal fast thrusts.

Mira's eyes bulged and her tits jiggled as Simon hammered her into the bed. It was like he knew exactly how she wanted to be fucked. Mira had said how Connor used to be rough with her, how she loved being dominated and used like a sex toy. Her words and that's how Simon treated her.

Mira held her legs wide open for him, and he roughly grabbed her thighs as he thrust hard into her. Then he used his hand to roughly rub her swollen wet clit.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Mira screamed in quick succession as Simon fucked the life out of her. The headboard smashed against the wall behind our heads.

I wondered if this was the treatment he had given his mystery lover those other times.

Sweat trickled down his firm torso as he gritted his teeth and looked into Mira's eyes. I lay back watching them as I lazily circled my nipples with my fingers. I had no desire to get involved but found it very arousing.

Mira's gorgeous brown skin was gleaming and rippling with each impact. Her tits with those huge areolas were hypnotizing as they jiggled back and forth. Simon leaned back a little and placed his palm on Mira's lower belly. He pushed gently as he continued to fuck her hard.

"Oh GOD HMMMPH! ARGH!" Mira screamed as she came again.

I could sense Simon was close, his deep grunting increased and his pace picked up. I wanted his cum in me, my mouth, my pussy, hell anywhere.

"CUM IN ME ARGH!!! CUM IN ME! FUCK!" Mira wailed as she rode her ripples of pleasure.

Before I could interject Simon plunged deep and unloaded inside my best friend. She let go of her legs and wrapped them around him. Simon collapsed forward and Mira wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed him tenderly as he breathed raggedly, recovering from his release. Their foreheads touched as they stared into each other's eyes. Just as we had. I couldn't help the jealousy that rose inside me.

Simon sat up and smiled giving Mira one last thrust as he pulled out his softening, cum covered cock. I looked away feeling a little dejected. It was my fault I felt this way not theirs. I felt Simon cuddle up next to me and kiss my cheek as I pretended to drift off.

"Je t'aime," he whispered before laying on his back.

I didn't know what it meant but it eased my hurt feelings and I rolled over to cuddle into his arms. Mira was already snoring cutely as the weeks skiing, and partying caught up with us.

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I woke feeling deeply content as I lay on my side. I saw the dull light of the streetlamp, trickling through the gap in the curtains. The sky was dark blue showing dawn was nearing.

Simon lay spooned up against me, his arm wrapped comfortably around my waist. Our naked bodies fitted together like a jigsaw puzzle under the duck-down duvet. Toasty warm, I sighed as I wiggled my hips getting even comfier. I felt something firm and soft nestled between my bum cheeks. After a couple of seconds, I realised it must be Simon's perfect cock.

I couldn't help myself as I started rotating my hips, rubbing his shaft between my soft warm cheeks. I sighed as I felt its warmth and hardness. I felt Simon's arms move as he slowly started to wake. Half asleep he started stroking my stomach. His fingers traced shapes on my warm skin. I kept pushing my bum into him, enjoying the feel of his cock. My blonde hair was gently brushed aside as his lips kissed my neck.

I turned my head to gently caress his lips with mine. His hand moved up to clasp my boobs, caressing and massaging as we kissed. I sighed as I felt him move his hips, pushing his cock against me. We lay like this for a while, taking our time with each other. My hand stroked his cheek as he kissed me tenderly. His hand slipped down my body and nestled between my soft thighs.

I gasped as his fingers started stroking me. My bum still rubbed against his cock as his fingers became coated in my juices. I felt my heart racing, thumping in my chest as he fingered me.

"Make love to me," I breathed as he started kissing my neck.

Though subconsciously; I had chosen my words carefully. I wanted to experience what I had last night. Wanted to feel emotionally connected and fulfilled.

Simon said nothing but his hand slid down my thigh to my knee. He shifted the covers as he raised my leg, holding my thigh as I nestled in the recovery position.

He never touched his cock as he gently moved his hips. His cock naturally fell at my opening. I was so wet for him, so ready to be filled. He slowly pressed forward and a high-pitched sigh caught in my throat. I held my breath until I felt him fully inside me. His thrusts were slow and sensual as his hips gently rocked against me.

"Oh se réveiller comme ça tous les matins. Ton toucher, ton odeur, ton corps, tes lèvres," he said, his voice dripping honey with each word.

"Mmm, god I love this, mmm, you feel so good," I groaned as I felt Simon increase his pace.

His hand moved from my thigh to stroke my clit. I grabbed my knee and spread my legs to give him better access. His fingers danced over my clit as his thick cock stretched me.

"Promise... you'll... never... stop! Oh shit! Argh!" I moaned as I came.

It wasn't the crashing overpowering release of last night. A more soothing contented release of endorphins. Simon didn't stop, he kept thrusting inside me with slow sensual motions.

"Mmmm cum in me. I want to feel you cum inside me, please, come for me baby," I whispered as I felt Simon thrust faster and faster.

His hands were on my hips as he bucked against me. My arse jiggled with each thrust as his cock sent tingles of pleasure through me. Simon was grunting now as he neared his release.

"You sure?" He grunted and I screamed out.

"YES! YES! YES! I WANT IT! FILL ME!"

I felt his hard cock twitch and pulse as spurts of warm sticky cum flooded me. I had always made Jamie pull out. Even though I was on the pill. With Simon I wanted him to cum deep inside me, like a primal need. I turned and kissed him passionately as I waited for his cock to slowly soften inside me. He pulled out and I felt his cum leak out of my tingling pussy.

"Mmm I could get used to this," I said with a smile as I rolled over to hug him.

He wrapped me up in his arms and we kissed tenderly until I noticed Mira stirring. She looked so beautiful as she slept and we hadn't disturbed her. But now her body was slowly stretching as she woke.

"I'm grabbing a shower," I said pecking Simon on the lips before quickly borrowing a towel. I also took his shampoo, not wanting to go back to my room.

I usually took longer to shower than Mira and wanted to get in before she did. As the warm water cascaded over my body I thought of Simon. How I felt in his arms, how his cock felt inside me. I wished last night had been my first experience of sex. All those times with Jamie now seemed a waste. But then what would ever live up to it?

I finally dragged myself out of the shower and made my way down the corridor. I heard noises as I reached Simon's room. The unmistakable sounds of fucking.

Opening the door I saw Simon and Mira going at it. He had her beautiful body pinned against a wall. His hands were grasping her rear as her legs wrapped over the top of them. He held her in the air, her feet dangling as he drove his cock deep inside her.

Her arms were around his neck, clinging on for dear life. The muscles across his back and bum were taught with the effort. His grunts mingled with Mira's moans as they enjoyed their animalistic union.

Her eyes were closed and her face was snarling with pleasure. The loud, sloppy, slapping sounds of wet skin filled the room. Accompanied by the loud thumping against the wall.

"Fuck! Fuck! Yes! Fuck me with that thick cock! God! Faster! Faster!" Mira growled.

Her perfect tits giggled around as her whole body shook with each impact. Simon braced his legs as I watched his bun cheeks clench as he fucked her.

I stood in overwhelmed silence as I watched the erotic scene in front of me. Simon leant forward and kissed Mira before pulling back and holding her still. He fucked her fast, Mira's moans resembled the helicopter sounds you make by thumping your chest.

"OH... SHIT... ARGH!... YES!" Mira screamed as her toes scrunched up and her eyes closed.

As I heard her wailing scream I realised whose connecting wall this was. Amy and Hannah were in the room next door and I hoped they had already gone downstairs. Otherwise, they would hear my potential future boyfriend fucking my best friend.

Before I could stop them Simon rammed inside Mira one last time. Then he pulled out and placed her back on the floor. I was relieved to see he hadn't cum inside her. Strangely that was something I no longer wanted to share. Watching them had got me horny again but also confused. I had enjoyed watching but also couldn't deny I was jealous.

Then I noticed my phone on the bedside table light up. Mira's also started buzzing as streams of text messages appeared on our phones.

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Simon left for a shower as Mira and I checked our phones. I was annoyed he hadn't given me a goodbye kiss as he left but knew that was ridiculous. The text messages were from Amy and Hannah and all of a similar theme.

-OMG! Simon has a girl in his room!-

-Come quick we can hear them fucking!-

-lol they're really going at it! lol-

I looked over at Mira and saw her satisfied smile as she read the messages. Enjoying what our friends thought of her and Simon's performance. I felt hot and nauseous like my stomach was painfully empty.

-Dam they've stopped-

-Simon's in the shower!!-

-WHY AREN'T YOU REPLYING! THIS IS HUGE-

I sent back a message of shock and surprise as I tried to control my feelings. We were trapped in Simon's room and needed to get next door to get dressed. Still clad in a borrowed towel I snuck back to our room with Mira following closely behind. We left our clothes from last night on Simon's floor.

I sat at the desk and started quickly putting my make-up on. My heart thumped as adrenaline flooded my body. A moment later Amy and Hannah came running into our room in their pyjamas.

"We heard Simon!" Amy screamed before Clamping a hand over her mouth.

Both girls were staring at Mira in stunned silence. I worried they may have suspected it was her. She still looked flushed, with her frizzy air and glowing skin.

Then they all descended into giggles. I continued applying my makeup as the three girls discussed the biggest bombshell of the trip so far. I felt sick to my stomach and uncomfortably hot.

"Who was it? How many times do you reckon? Fuck! Simon? How did it start? How big do you think he is?"

The girls rapidly fired all these questions as they sat on Mira's bed. I sat and listened as my friends excitedly discussed Simon.

"Well, the other night we heard Simon..." Mira said before I butted in furiously.

"No! We promised him not to tell anyone!" I said. Jealousy and frustration boiled inside of me.

"Simon's fucking someone! Ok great. Now we know. Congrats to him, can we please get ready to go," I said flying into a rage.

My friends stared at me in alarm as I turned back around and vigorously applied makeup.

"You ok Beth?" Amy asked with a shocked expression.

"We're just friends! Why do people keep saying that? Jamie, Mira, You. WE ARE JUST FRIENDS!" I said. Not realizing what she had asked me.

Tears started to ruin my recently applied foundation.

"Girls, can you give us a second? We'll catch up at breakfast," Mira said ushering our friends out of the room.

They looked confused and alarmed but left. I knew they would be talking about me. The thought made me feel sick again.

"Talk to me," my best friend said as she walked up and cuddled me.

We talked for a while and I shared some of my feelings. I didn't want people to know about Simon and us not yet. I was falling for him and it was scary. She apologised for last night but I told her I loved it. Which was true. She said she wasn't interested in a relationship with Simon. That had never been her intention. We hugged it out and then made our way downstairs.

I messaged Hannah and Amy and apologised for my outburst. I lied and said I hadn't slept well and my breakup with Jamie was getting to me. I don't know if they bought it, but we didn't talk about Simon at breakfast. Not even when he came down to grab his expresso. He glanced over to our table and smiled. But I quickly looked away.

He came over and asked if I wanted to ski some harder runs with him today. I said I was having a girlie day and he should go on his own.

I felt awful all morning despite sorting things out with Mira. We had lunch at the halfway cafe and were about to leave when we saw Simon. He strode in with a beautiful girl, around the same age as us.

"Simon!... Simon! Over here!" Amy called when she saw him.

Simon smiled and came to join us. He stood next to me and I felt my whole body tingle as he brushed against my arm. I smelt a hint of his aftershave and nearly wilted.

"Hey, how's it going?" Simon asked looking around the table.

The girl with him had come over too. Her hair was stunning. A golden blonde that looked natural, rather than my platinum bottle job. Her understated makeup complimented her old-school classic Hollywood look. She wore a beaming smile as she stood next to Simon.

"Everyone this is Brigitte, Pierre's sister," Simon said. He looked at Amy as Pierre was the guy she had been interested in last night.

Brigitte spoke to us in French before Simon informed her we only spoke English.

"Pardon, it's... erm... nice to meet Simon's friends... he's a good guy yes?" She said in halting English and beaming at us.

Simon went around introducing us leaving me last. Brigitte's eyes brightened when she heard my name and said something to Simon in French. He went a little red and responded quickly. She was standing very close to him and I felt jealousy surge in me. Was she the French girl he had entertained the other night? Seemed likely.

I felt annoyed as Simon and Brigitte kissed cheeks when she left. She was having lunch with friends after skiing with Simon all morning.

"She seems nice," Amy said with a teasing smile, oblivious to the tension boiling inside me.

"Yeah I've known her since we were little," Simon said as we left. He wasn't eating lunch and was keen to ski with us.

"I think I'm going to go for a lie-down," I said. Deflecting the girl's questions and offers to come back with me.

Mira gave me an enquiring look but I smiled and told her to go have fun. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I skied down the mountain at break-neck speed. I didn't know why I was so upset. I knew Simon had slept with a girl earlier on the trip. But seeing her made it more real.

As well as Brigstte he had slept with my best friend. I had let Mira seduce him and even encouraged Simon to fuck her. I had enjoyed watching them which was even more fucked up.

I think I just wanted to be special to him as selfish as that sounds. I wanted to mean more to Simon in an emotional way than Mira, Brigitte and any other girl did. This was a hell of a lot of complex emotions for me to process at eighteen. Even now nearly two decades later I still can't believe how much I was dealing with.

I followed Simon's secret ski route back to the hotel. Wanting to curl up in bed and have a good cry.

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I had just climbed into bed when I heard a knock on the door. Grumbling I looked through the peephole and saw Simon.

"Beth? It's Simon you ok!" he asked from the other side of the door. I let out a sigh as I opened it.

"What are you doing here!" I moaned as his eyes moved over my fluffy pyjamas.

"I wanted to make sure you were ok. You seem upset at lunch," he said brushing hair out his face.

"How would you know what I'm like? We hardly know each other," I spat. My teenage hormones and anxieties were taking over.

"Was it Brigitte?" He asked ignoring my hostility.

"No!" I said petulantly. Annoyed he had guessed so easily.

"Well if you tell me what's wrong maybe I can help," he said with a caring but firm look.

I wanted to be angry at him, to hate him for making me upset. No matter how irrational that was but I couldn't. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face in his chest. His hands stroked my back as he held me tight.

"Hey. It's ok. You wanna talk about it?" he asked.

"No," I said enjoying the feel of his arms around me.

"You want me to go?" he asked. The smell of his aftershave started to soothe me.

"No," I said as I breathed in his scent.

"Want a cuddle?" he asked without any hint of ulterior motive.

"Yes," I said letting him lead me towards the bed.

It would be nice to say that we had some romantic, mind-altering sex. But that's not how real life works. What I needed was a comforting cuddle and that's what Simon gave me. It was like he was the perfect boyfriend without trying.

What eighteen-year-old boy would give up an afternoon skiing to just lay in bed cuddling with a girl? Not when he already had easy access to three girls for sex seemingly whenever he wanted.

He kicked off his shoes and climbed into bed in his t-shirt and jogging bottoms. Cradling me in his arms under the covers. It took a while but I soon relaxed enough to talk. Facing away from him as he spooned me helped me find the words.

I asked him if he thought Brigitte was nice, and he knew what I was really asking. He told me she wasn't his girlfriend, they were friends with benefits. Had been since they were sixteen.

I asked what he thought of Mira. He again knew exactly what I wanted to know. He said she was fun and a lovely girl, but it was just a physical thing. I swear it was like he had the cheat sheet to my mind.

Then the big question. The one I was most afraid to ask. What did he think of me?

"Stubborn, short-tempered, smelly... nice bum though," he said and I could tell he was smiling.

"Oi," I said pinching his forearm nestled around my waist.

"Beautiful, caring, smart, lovely," he said, running his fingers through my hair.

"Ok," I said a little deflated.

"Si tu me le demandais, je serais à toi seul," he whispered. His soft French accent sent shivers through me.

"I wish I understood French," I sighed.

"Well you've been learning it for over a decade," he said nuzzling his lips into my neck.

Most British kids, especially in the south, learnt French at school from an early age. This time I gave his forearm a little love slap.

"It's alright for you, your Mum.." I said before remembering the little house and the book he had buried.

"It's ok you can talk about her. I do it all the time," Simon said but I could hear a tinge of sadness in his voice.

"I can teach you French if you like," he said.

"That could take a long time," I said coyly.

"Well I got plenty of time for you," he said starting to drift off to sleep.

"People might talk if they see us together so often," I said smiling shyly. Not wanting to be the one to say the inevitable.

In response, I heard his breathing deepen as he fell asleep holding me. I wasn't annoyed. He had comforted me and for now, that was enough. I was reassured that I wasn't being stupid in the way I felt. He wouldn't hold me like this if he only wanted a quick bunk-up. I soon fell asleep, relishing his warm body next to me.

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I woke up after the best nap of my life, I felt all warm and toasty with Simon next to me. I'd experienced a wonderful dream featuring Simon and Mira in the sauna. Although this time we weren't disturbed. I stretched a little, feeling his hard body against my bum and yawned loudly.

"God you two are just too fucking cute," I heard a voice say nearby.

Opening my eyes I saw Mira lying on her bed, her phone in her hand as she looked over at me.

"I didn't want to wake you but the girls wondered how you were feeling," she asked quietly.

I guessed she had seen us sleeping and was happy to wait until we woke up. Now she slipped to her knees between our beds.

"Mmm much better thank you," I sighed sleepily.

"I'm happy for you babe. You got a good one there," Mira whispered with a smile. She didn't want to wake Simon who was softly snoring next to me.

She leaned forward and gave my nose a friendly kiss. I don't know why I did it. It must have been the way Simon had made me feel, or my dream playing on my mind. But as she kissed my nose I moved my head and brushed my soft lips against hers. Rather than recoiling in surprise like she might, she pushed her lips hard against me. We shared a delicate kiss before I broke it.

"I enjoyed the other night. Perhaps we could do it again sometime?" I said letting the feelings of euphoria take me.

"Mmm, I could easily be persuaded. But what would your new beau think?" she asked with a wicked smile.

"He's not my beau. Not yet anyway," I smiled.

"If you say so," Mira smiled, not convinced.

"I don't think he would mind if he gets a chance to play too. But just this week ok? Once we're home hands off him," I said looking into my friend's dark brown eyes.

"I don't know, once you sample a bit of this you may not be able to resist," Mira said. She did a silly dance making me laugh and waking Simon.

"Morning sleeping beauty," Mira said as Simon opened his eyes groggily.

"God I feel like crap. I love starting naps but waking up is.... killer," he said yawning partway through.

"So the girls were wondering if you wanted a chill evening tonight. Drinks in the room, watch a film, sleepover stuff," Mira said sitting up on her bed.

"Mmm I'd like that," I said closing my eyes as I rolled over and cuddled Simon.

"What are you going to do?" I asked Simon, stroking my cheek against his soft t-shirt.

"What? I'm not invited? Dam and I needed my nails done," he said dozily.

"Haha. Don't tempt me. Tomorrow you'll wake up with pink toenails," Mira said with a sarcastic laugh.

"Of course, you would have a foot fetish," Simon said with a chuckle as he felt a pillow smack into his head.

"It's alright I'm having dinner with some friends," Simon said casually.

"Brigitte?" I asked innocently but really wanting to know.

Simon opened his eyes and shifted so he was looking into my eyes.

"Yeah. Her maman is my godmother. She wants to make sure I've been eating since maman, you know," he said shifting a little against me.

"I won't be seeing Brigitte again. At least not in the way you're thinking. Not now..." he said before he caught himself and turned away avoiding my eyes.

"Not now what?" I asked with a smile.

"Nnnothing," Simon said with his cute little stutter.

"Yeah, Simon not now what?" Mira asked joining in teasing him.

"Fuckoff," he said with a sigh refusing to say.

"Ooooo!" Mira and I chorused to wind him up. He started to go red-faced and that was enough for me.

Even if he didn't say it I knew Simon was on the same wavelength as me. We were interested in each other and that meant on the road to being a couple. I felt a joy I hadn't felt for ages. That feeling of new love.

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The girls pulled out all the stops, to try and make me feel better. Loads of snacks from the shop as well as more spirits. I told them I was feeling happier and that meant dancing in pyjamas, singing and lots of shots. We were all very giddy as the night wore on. I couldn't help myself and sent Simon streams of messages on MSN messenger the drunker I got. It was so much easier to talk about my feelings now I had his number.

He replied in kind and even sent a pic of him with Pierre and Brigitte. He said she thought I was too stunning for him. The fact he was talking to his friends about me warmed my heart. But I still wasn't ready for the girls to know. Not yet anyway.

At around ten he came back to the hotel. He messaged me like I had asked. Just to let me know he had got in safe. I asked what his plans were for the rest of the evening. Wondering if I could somehow slip away and see him for a bit. He said he was on his way down to the hot tub. To get away from the racket we were making. The cheeky sod.

"Hey girls, I don't suppose any of you brought swimwear with you?" I asked innocently. Hatching a devious plan.

Mira looked at me inquisitively whilst Amy and Hannah thought I was mad.

"Er no, Beth. Be a bit fucking cold skiing in a bikini," Hannah said with a smile.

"Yeah ouch! Frostbit nips," Amy winced clutching her boobs.

"Are you thinking what I think you're thinking," Mira asked with a smile.

"Could be fun," I said, with a mischievous grin.

We told the others about the hot tub and they jumped at the chance to use it. The only problem was we had no swim gear and the chlorine would ruin our underwear.

"Well, I'm going to go au naturel. Let these puppies breathe," Mira said clasping her tits.

"What naked!" Amy exclaimed.

The girls were reluctant but when I agreed they soon followed. It was only going to be us girls after all, or so they thought. We walked quickly through the hotel and braved the cold night air, just in our towels.

As we got to the hut I smiled as I placed a wollen ski sock on the door handle before opening it. It was dark so the others didn't see. As I hoped Simon was already soaking with his head back and eyes closed. The bubbles all around him masked the sound of our approach.

"Oh shit!" Hannah said surprised when she saw Simon.

She had gotten herself revved up for the naughty skinny dip. I doubt she was prepared to be in a hot tube naked with a guy.

"That's lovely Hannah. And I was singing your praises to François all evening," Simon said before opening his eyes.

"How'd you know it was me?" Hannah asked.

"Your sweet dulcet tones are impossible to miss," Simon said slurring his words a little.

I guessed Brigitte's mum had made sure he was well supplied with wine as well as food.

"Well, I'll leave you to it, ladies. If you need anything whilst you're out here just holler," he said as he stood to get out.

He was wearing tight black boxers and his impressive cock was outlined perfectly. Even soft it was striking, a nice thick cock outline like a banana on his thigh. I saw my friend's eyes mist over a little as they stared at his body.

"Shit! Since when were you ripped?" Amy gasped, too drunk to marshall her thoughts.

"About two years. I was tired of getting slammed about at hockey," Simon said casually as he stepped towards us.

His hand naturally grasped his cock to readjust it. In that strange way, men do when they've been sitting for a while. I swear I heard my friend's gulp.

"Don't leave on our account. We don't mind do we girls?" I said giving Simon a coy smile.

"Err well," Amy said looking at the rest of us.

"I certainly don't mind," Mira said confidently, guessing my plan.

The others didn't want to seem prudish and also agreed. Simon read my mind and gallantly closed his eyes as we all got in.

"No peaking!" Amy said as she nervously dropped her towel.

"I doubt you have anything to be ashamed of," Simon said as he lay back with his eyes closed.

It wasn't a big hot tub and we were all wedged in together. Mira and I chose to sit next to Simon to make things easier on the others. He sat with his arms resting behind us and lightly stroked my back out of view of the others.

I hadn't thought much further than this. But was excited to see what would happen. My euphoria over Simon and the warming effect of the vodka made me feel quite frisky. I rested a hand on his inner thigh and slowly migrated it over his boxers to his cock. It felt like he had a semi which wasn't surprising considering the circumstances.

He smiled as I gently stroked his hardening shaft under the water. It wasn't long before I felt another hand join mine. I glanced at Mira and saw the enquiring look on her face. She was checking I was ok with it. I smiled and we both lightly stroked Simon's thighs and the bulge in his boxers.

We all chatted for a bit and Simon managed to put my friends at ease. He didn't stare at them or make them feel uncomfortable in any way. We all remained submerged with the bubbles hiding our tits. It was cramped and our soft legs rubbed over each other. Simon's natural charm and charisma quickly put the girls in a giggly mood.

Mira and I continued to play with Simon under the water. Not trying to get him off, just edging nicely.

"Oi! Mira your foot is in my bum again," Amy moaned for the tenth time.

"God this is ridiculous. There's no space like this," Mira said. Sitting up and letting most of her boobs become visible out of the bubbling water.

"Mira!" Hannah gasped staring at our friend's gorgeous tits.

"What? She's right, you don't mind do you, Simon?" I asked as I also sat up.

"No why would I? They're only breasts," he said with his eyes closed as he relaxed.

"I'm sure they're lovely ones though," he added with no hint of humour. Disarming my friends.

With a little more coaxing Amy and Hannah also sat up. Their tits bobbing about in the water. Amy, my cute little ginger friend, had boobs the same size as me. Perhaps a little perkier with pale pink nipples.

The brunette Hannah had big hulking jugs. The sort of tits you see on Octoberfest girls. Big soft pillowy things that floated in the water. She was overall a curvy, cuddly girl with a perfect peachy bum.

"There. Isn't that better girls? Feminism!" Mira said, her big dark nipples on show as she cheered.

"Well, equality would be if we were all naked. Thankfully the patriarchy still exists," Simon said earning a splash from Mira.

Oh, he was good. Sutble but with the right amount of set-up for Mira and me to work with. I knew now that Simon was game for whatever fun I wanted him to have.

"Can't have that can we girls? Get them off!" I said trying to pull his boxers down and feeling his hard cock brush against my hand.

"Beth!" Hannah said in alarm as Mira and I yanked down Simon's boxers and chucked them away.

Simon sold the move by pretending to struggle. He even covered his groin with his hands, looking embarrassed.

"I walked into that one," he said trying to sound nervous but without his tell-tell stutter.

We cooled things down a little for a few minutes. Not wanting to scare my friends off. Like I said I had no real plan from here but was feeling naughty. Somehow the subject got on to the differences between French and British Boys.

"Well you can think that Simon but French boys kiss better," Hannah said in a rebuke to Simon.

"Bollocks. All the guys in the UK vs the French? There would be good and bad on both sides and it would even out," he said with a smirk.

"You ever kissed a French guy?" Hannah asked with a sarcastic look.

"Yeah on the cheeks all the time, they're shit!" Simon shot back. We all laughed as Hannah started to get annoyed.

She hated losing arguments more than anything else.

"Well, I've kissed loads of guys back home. François is way better than any of them," Hannah said sticking her tongue out at Simon.

"François? He's shit. Brigitte said her friend nearly gagged on his tongue once," Simon said. Laughing about his cousin.

Hannah was going a little red as we all laughed again.

"Nah it's just your shit choice in guys. I'm sure François was ok. But I bet a British guy with good technique could make your toes really curl," Simon said flashing me a glance.

So far he had managed to read my mind but was now concerned he might have misread me. I smiled and winked.

"Oh! Look at me! I'm Simon! I think I'm the best kisser in the world duh!" Hannah said doing a shit impression of him.

"I didn't say me in particular. But now you mention it. I've always had good results in the toe-curling department," Simon said as he laid back and closed his eyes.

Mira and I could both attest to that fact. Fuck he was a master at manipulation. I had to remember that for the future. He knew when to flirt and when to pull back. How to make a girl want him or beat him.

"Prove it! Who's toes have you curled?" Hannah said calling his bluff.

"I don't kiss and tell love, sorry. Take my word for it," he said without pause, like a seasoned debater. Ready with a retort.

I resisted the urge to glance at Mira and willed my face to not give the game away.

Hannah had a choice, she could push the argument or let it lie. Simon was giving her control and making it easier for her to want to go further.

"I bet you couldn't make mine curl, no British guy has," Hannah said testing his bluff again.

The fact that Simon was half-French hadn't entered Hannah's mind yet.

"Hannah, I promise you. One taste of these lips and not only will those toes curl. But you won't be able to stop kissing them," Simon said choosing this moment to look at her and give her a little smug grin.

The rest of us giggled and whooped at his smooth comeback. How did he know she was so competitive? Know that she had to win every argument. It was like he was Mel Gibson in Want Women Want. He could read girl's minds.

"Nice try Romeo! Jesus since when were you god's gift?" Hannah asked, still finding the strength to resist Simon's charm.

"I'm not. I just know what I'm good at and what I'm not," Simon said taking his hands out of the water and holding them like a scale.

"Terrible public speaker," he dropped a hand.

"An amazing toe-curling kisser," he said. Raising the other and puckering his lips.

"We just play with the hand we're dealt sweetheart," Simon said with a smile.

It was the perfect mix of arrogance and confidence. Needling at Hannah's resolve.

We laughed at Hannah's disgruntled face. She hated losing an argument and Simon was pressing all her buttons. She had forgotten that her body wasn't covered by the water. Her big beautiful boobs were on full display. Simon worked hard to not let his eyes drop on them.

"Well go ahead, Romeo. If you aren't just talk prove it," Hannah said breathing hard her tits swelling and falling with each breath.

She was raising the stakes, going all in to call his bluff. Simon took his time looking around the group. Seeing the look of arousal on all our faces. He paused on me and I flashed him another affirmative wink. I knew he was mine, that any other girl was just someone to have fun with.

But I was special. If I asked him to leave right now he would. If I said that I didn't want him to be with anyone else he wouldn't be. I was permitting this because I wanted to see it.

The power was exhilarating, not one-sided like an owner and a pet. Simon loved to please people and got enjoyment from making girls feel amazing. And I wanted to see it.

"Ladies first," Simon said beckoning Hannah to come to him, exerting some control over her.

She scowled but floated over anyway. Her big tits parted the bubbling waters as she made her way to him.

"You got no chance," she said as Simon smiled and moved close to her.

We had to shift about to give them room as they floated to the middle of the hot tub.

Simon made the first move. Gently taking her hand and kissing it. The shock in Hannah's eyes was hilarious. His eyes never left hers as his lips gently caressed her hand.

I could see a triumphant look about to appear on Hannah's face like she was about to laugh at Simon's actions. Then there was a little splash of water as Simon pounced on her. He caught her by surprise, his hands wrapping around her waist as his soft lips met hers. He pulled her into his lap before she had time to think and kissed my friend tenderly.

Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist. Her soft pillowy boobs squashed against his chest. I watched as he sucked on her bottom lip, letting it slowly pop out of his mouth. Hannah's arms were around his neck, her hands ruffling his brown hair.

Simon pressed his advantage, stroking his hands down her back and under the water. Hannah's eyes grew wide as she felt his hands cupping her bum. I wondered if he was hard, could she feel his impressive cock rubbing against her?

He kissed her passionately, sucking on her tongue and caressing her lips. I noticed Hannah struggling for breath as the passion overtook her. The teasing, the alcohol, and Simon's impressive skills, all melted her resolve.

"Mmmm fuck!" Hannah said as she broke the kiss panting slightly.

Simon kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobe. She tilted her head to the side as Simon started moving her hips, grinding her pussy into his crotch. There was one last sensual kiss on her aroused lips before Simon gently pulled away.

Hannah had her eyes closed and moved forward to carry on before catching herself.

"Shit!" Was all she said when she opened her eyes.

Hannah sucked on her bottom lip again. She was still straddling his lap as he held her naked body close to him.

"Now come on. That was at least better than François," Simon said with a questioning look.

"Mmm ok! That may have made my toes tingle a little," Hannah said with a shy smile.

I noticed she continued to slowly wiggle in Simon's lap. Carrying on the motions he had started. His hands were under the water massaging her peachy bum cheeks. I bet his cock was nestled right between her puffy lower lips. I got that same thrill I had when I watched him with Mira. Dam, was I becoming a voyeur?

Simon gently stroked his hands up Hannah's back and then slowly eased her out of his lap. There was a hint of disappointment on her face to go with her blushes. Then she realised what she had done In front of her friends.

"That was so hot guys," Mira said with a reassuring smile to the blushing brunette.

Hannah sat back in her spot and sank below the water again hiding her impressive tits.

"It was all Hannah. Those lips should have a warning label," Simon said licking his lips seductively.

"Mon Dieu, elle m'a rendu dur," Simon muttered to himself as he sat back between Mira and me.

"Hey! That's right you're half French! That proves I'm right," Hannah said with a scowl. We all burst out laughing.

"Don't hate the player, hate the game. I won either way," Simon said with a smirk.

"Bastard," Hannah said as she splashed him with water.

I felt really naughty now, and the sexual energy building in me needed release.

"You know, I've never kissed a French guy," I said innocently after the laughter died down.

I saw the surprise on Hannah and Amy's face. For all, they knew I had been upset about Jamie only a few hours ago. Was I really fishing for a kiss from Simon?

Mira hid her smirk as she watched her best friend's blatant lie. The thought of my friends watching me make out with Simon got me really worked up.

"Hmm, that's terrible. Gorgeous girl like you. I'd be happy to help you out with that," Simon said putting his arms around me.

I closed my eyes as Simon wrapped a hand around the back of my neck. His soft lips lightly brushed mine as we shared a tender chaste kiss. I could feel the eyes of the other girls on me and relished the sensation. I felt Simon shift, placing his hand on my naked thigh.

Slowly stroking up and around to cup my soft bum cheek. He squeezed it and I felt his other hand on my hip. I squealed when he picked me up, marvelling at his strength as he hoisted me into the air.

He stood up and carried me to the middle of the hot tub. My legs wrapped around his waist as he sank us into the bubbling water. My arms wrapped around his neck as I kissed him more forcefully. I slid my tongue into his hot mouth, hoping for him to suck it. I could feel his hard cock sandwiched between us. It rubbed against my hard clit and I had to work hard not to grind against it.

Simon kissed my neck as I looked around at my friends. Mira had a hungry look. Like she was only barely containing her urge to join in. Hannah's expression was a mix of shock and arousal. I couldn't see Amy as she was behind me. I imagined the view she must have, my naked back with Simon's hands wrapped around me.

Simon sucked on my earlobe, before kissing me again. I hungered for the touch of his lips, the feel of his tongue. I was starting to lose myself, gently rocking my hips to rub my clit against his cock.

I suddenly had a very naughty idea. An image came to mind that I just had to replicate. I may never get another chance to do it. This situation was just too perfect not to try.

"I want to suck it," I whispered to Simon as he kissed my neck again.

"Hmm?" he asked and I repeated in a whisper.

I wiggled my bum on his lap, grinding against his cock for good measure.

"You'll have to beg," he whispered into my ear before nibbling my ear lobe again.

What the hell! He had already kissed my friend. Now I was offering him head and he was asking me to beg!

"If you want to show me off to your friends you have to beg for it belle," he said using one of the few French words I knew. 'Beautiful'

He knew me so well already and knew how to tease me.

"Please. I want to show my friends my guy's big hard cock," I said with a smile. Surprising him by calling him my guy.

"Ok. Anything for my girl," he said rubbing my lower lip softly between his teeth.

Simon held me tight as he walked over to the side of the hot tub. The others no doubt thought we were ending our little show. He placed me back in my seat and then hopped out of the water, sitting on the side.

His arms rested on the back of his head as he lay back against the wooden wall. Water dripped down his defined muscular chest. His thick strong thighs spread a little to accommodate his dangling balls. His impressive cock, stood hard and tall, bouncing a little in front of him.

"Fuck!"

I smiled as I heard my friend's unified response.

"What the fuck Simon!" Amy said. The first to recover from the shock.

"What? Between blondie and that sexy vixen over there, I'm about to overheat," Simon said with a sigh, smiling at Hannah.

Her mouth hung open and her eyes were trained on his pole.

"Don't worry Amy. I'll get rid of it," I said with a giggle. Opening my mouth and popping it over the tip of his cock.

I never liked giving head before. The few times I tried with Jamie he would grab my hair and try and fuck my face. Having my friends watch me made it dirtier and raunchier.

I sucked on his tip, swirling my tongue around his hole. Then I pulled back to lick down his hard shaft. My back was to my friends obscuring my actions. As I kissed his shaft only Mira had a good few. She watched intently as I worshipped Simon's cock. What I lacked in experience I tried to make up for with enthusiasm.

I looked into my man's striking blue eyes and licked his shaft from base to tip. It didn't taste much apart from a faint hint of chlorine from the water. I loved the feeling of the firm soft skin against my wet tongue.

Simon looked down adoringly, giving me complete control. As my tongue started to tire after a while I had another erotically wicked idea.

"Anyone fancy a taste?" I asked holding Simon's cock out like a lolly pop.

Mira; bless her, had been waiting to play since she first got into the water. She dived for Simon's cock and I quickly floated away. Surprisingly Hannah made a small move forward too. But nothing would stop Mira.

Her technique was so much better than mine. Half of Simon's thick cock disappeared down her throat within seconds.

"Gllg... Gllg... Gllg, argh!" she gasped as she gagged a little. Spit stringing out from her lips to his bulbous tip.

She smeared it into his shaft with her palm as she stroked him slowly. I sat back and watched my friends' reactions. Hannah was enraptured, her eyes following Mira's every move. Amy looked like she was still in a state of shock. The gorgeous ginger's jaw hung slack and she had a dazed look in her eyes.

Mira took a deep breath and once again sank onto Simon's cock, taking over half this time.

My hand nestled between my legs and stroked my sensitive, swollen clit. I couldn't get enough of watching the sexy British Asian, lovingly tend to his cock's every wish.

"Gllg... Gllg... Gllg," came the noises from Mira as she gagged on Simon's thick cock.

She kept pumping her fist along his shaft whenever she had to take a breath. I doubted I would ever be able to gag on his cock as well as her. If I wasn't this drunk and horny that would make me jealous. Right now I just wanted her to keep going.

"Fuck Mira you've nearly taken it all," Amy gasped in fascination.

Over the last few minutes, Amy had inexorably moved closer. Her face now inches from Mira's as she watched the Indian beauty choke on Simon's dick.

"Gllg... Gllg... Gllg... Gllg, Argh! You want a try?" gasped Mira. Pulling her throat off Simon's glistening cock and pointed it at the ginger.

"I couldn't take all that!" Amy gasped her eyes wide as Simon's cock bobbed an inch from her face.

Instinctively she grasped hold of it at the base when Mira passed it to her.

"Oh go on Amy. Wrap those cute pink lips around his cock," Hannah said excitedly. Eager to watch all three of her friends suck the same cock.

Amy had already crossed a barrier by just holding it in her small hand.

"Go on Amy. Then we've all had a little play. Be like fuck buddy sisters," Mira said with a giggle.

"I think that's something completely different," I said with a smile.

My fingers were rubbing myself as discretely as I could. A little ridiculous considering the circumstances. I saw Amy's indecision and felt she needed a little push. I scooted up close to my friend and wrapped my arms around her waist.

With clothes on it would just be a friendly hug. But naked it was very intimate. My bare tits squashed against her back and I knew she could feel them.

"It's fun Amy. I know you haven't done it before but I promise you'll love it. Wouldn't it be good to practice before doing it for real?" I whispered in her ear.

Simon sat in silence knowing a word from him might break any spell we were casting on Amy.

"I want to but..." Amy said looking a little scared.

"Just kiss the tip to start," I whispered.

Amy took a deep breath and pouted her cute pink lips. Closing the distance they caressed Simon's purple tip.

"God it feels so soft," Amy said with a hint of a smile.

"Now do it again but open your mouth a little bit," I said encouragingly.

She did as she was told and Simon let out a little sigh. Amy looked up at him with alarm. As time went on she started to get into it. Now she was sliding the whole tip into her mouth and swirling her tongue.

"Mon Dieu, tu es vraiment magnifique," Simon moaned, encouraging Amy.

I could see in his eyes that Simon wouldn't last much longer. I must admit I was surprised he had lasted this long. He had now been stimulated by four hot naked girls one after the other. I enjoyed watching him with each of my friends. But as he got close I wanted to be the one to finish him off. But I couldn't just throw Amy off him.

I appealed to Simon. Letting go of Amy and turning to get out of the hot tub.

"I'm going to the Sauna. Anyone want to come, it seats three," I said eyeing up Simon and sucking on my bottom lip.

Let's see if he could really read my mind. Could he walk away from Amy's mouth when it was giving him so much pleasure?

Simon caught the look in my eyes and smiled. He shook his head in that playful, 'you're naughty' way.

He reached down to clasp Amy's face in his hands and guided her off his cock. Tilting her head up a little to kiss her. She had gotten so worked up sucking his dick that she melted into his kiss. Her cheeks flushed red and she was panting a little.

"That was perfect," Simon whispered when he broke their kiss.

Amy smiled as he gave her a peck on the tip of her nose.

"I could do with a relaxing steam after you girls got me so riled up," Simon said. Lowering into the water and following me.

"There's room for one more," I said hoping one of my friends would join us.

Mira waited for the other girls to say first, knowing she had already played with us.

"I will!" Hannah said instantly.

"Oh erm. Can I have a towel?" She said nervously when I climbed out of the hot tub naked.

Being naked in the bubbles of a hot tub was one thing. But she wasn't ready to bear all outside it.

"Of course. Have mine," Simon said. Gallantly looking away when Hannah stood and wrapped his towel around her body.

Simon strode out of the hot tub completely naked like me. We walked to the sauna, with Hannah shuffling between us. She was nervous but we both held her hand, reassuring her. This was all just a bit of harmless fun, we could do as much or as little as she wanted.

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Simon closed the glass door behind us as we filed into the small wooden room. The cedar panelling spelt gorgeous as the hot air enveloped us. Simon had planned to use the sauna after his hot tub soak. He had already turned on the stone heater to get it to the right temperature.

"God it's like an oven!" Hannah gasped, this was her first experience of a sauna.

"You get used to it, try to relax," Simon said passing her a bottle of water he picked up from a cooler outside.

Forever caring for people he also gave me one before taking a long drink himself.

"Sit back, and relax," Simon said as he closed his eyes.

His hard cock started to soften slightly as It lay on his muscular thigh. Hannah eyed it nervously as she sat between us. Her white towel wrapped around her torso whilst Simon and I sat naked. I knew he was trying to make her comfortable and disarm her inhibitions again. I was less patient and quietly sneaked over to Simon. Hannah had her eyes closed and I could tell by her deep breathing she was starting to relax.

I leaned forward and kissed Simon's soft lips. He opened his eyes and spread his legs to let me stand between them. He started kissing down my neck to my collarbone. His hands grasped my bum cheeks, kneading them with his strong hands. I looked down as his lips reached my boobs, kissing along my hot skin to my little pink nipples.

Simon worshipped my boobs, sucking and kissing all over them. Rubbing his face into my cleavage and sensually licking my skin. Did he know I was a little self-conscious about their size next to Hannah's huge melons? How could he?

I hummed softly, stroking his hair as he played with my body. His hands pulled my cheeks wide and squeezed them tenderly. His hands reached for my hips and quickly turned me around to face the wall. Hannah was still sitting with her eyes closed oblivious to us.

Simon pushed me forward so he could kneel behind me. I stifled a moan as I felt his lips kiss my soft bum cheeks. I looked back and saw him holding my hips as he caressed my skin with his lips. He was showing appreciation for each of my erogenous body parts. When he spread my cheeks and licked my lower lips I couldn't keep silent anymore.

"Mmm, Oh fuck," I groaned as Simon's tongue met my wet lips.

"Woah!" Hannah exclaimed as she opened her eyes at my moan.

"Don't stop," I moaned to Simon who had been momentarily distracted.

He obeyed at once, sticking his tongue out to lick my wet slit. I tilted my hips and leant forward, pushing my tits into the wooden panels opposite.

"You guys are crazy!" Hannah said, in awe rather than disapproval.

"Mmm, his tongue feels so good," I growled as I watched my friend's shocked expression.

"I'll take your word for it!" she giggled, but I saw her legs start to rub together under her towel.

Simon started swirling his tongue through my wet lips, lapping at my oozing sticky juices. His nose rubbed against my butt hole stimulating it naughtily, I doubt that was his intention.

"Argh! SHIT!" I cried aloud as his lips latched around my clit and sucked hard.

"Woo! Get some girl!" Mira shouted from the hot tub before I heard her and Amy giggling.

Simon would kiss the back of my thighs and across my soft bum cheeks, lulling me into a false sense of security. Then he dived into my pussy, sucking my clit into his mouth. Jamie never went down on me much. Ironically he said it made him feel like a pussy, not that he recognized the irony.

I was fast edging to my first release of the night. I had intended to cum on Simon's fat cock. Perhaps romantically cum together whilst in a romantic embrace. But now I just needed to cum.

"Keep going, more! More! I'm so close! Argh!" I moaned as Simon sucked on my clit again.

His lips let go of my clit and were replaced with his fingers. They quickly rubbed over my hard sensitive clit as his thick tongue invaded me. He swirled his tongue inside my hot tight entrance. His fingers rapidly strummed me to completion.

"OH FUCK! ARGGGHH!" I screamed as waves of pleasure crashed over me.

I raised onto my toes and was shocked as I felt the muscles in my tingling pussy spasm a little. Before I had even fully recovered Simon stood up and lined his cock up against my tight entrance. His hands clasped my hips as he slowly forced his cock inside me. He went slow, gently stretching me again after my muscles contracted.

"Oh yes! Your cock fills me so good," I groaned as I looked back at him. He grabbed my neck and pulled me back to kiss me.

I looked over to Hannah as Simon clasped a hand around my neck. Her towel had fallen open revealing her soft curvy thighs. She lay back with her eyes fixed on us and her hand nestled between her legs. Sweat beaded on her beautiful face as she strummed her puffy pussy. I imagined Simon standing in front of her, sliding his cock between those big soft tits. They were still wrapped in the towel but I hoped not for long.

As I loosened up, Simon held my hips still and started thrusting harder into me. The sounds of our wet flesh smacking against each other mingled with my moans. I braced myself against the cedar wall and bucked my hips back with each thrust.

"Oh! GOD! YES! YES! YES!" I screamed as I felt another release spread through me.

"Ergh! I'm close," grunted Simon.

"No! Not yet! not yet!" I gasped as I recovered from my latest release.

Simon grabbed my throat and pulled me upright, kissing me hard. His thick cock still nestled inside me.

"I'm not going to be able to hold back for long," he growled, kissing me passionately.

He held my hips firmly and fucked me hard, my soft bum cheeks rippling as they smashed against his hips.

"Hannah!... Make Hannah!... Cum first!" I screamed as I enjoyed another micro orgasm.

Simon pulled out and took a few deep breaths as he turned round. His self-control was amazing, I could see the burning need in his eyes. Sweat streamed down his torso and his cock glistened with my juices. We looked over to Hannah who had been watching us intently. Her hand was between her thighs, rapidly stroking her hot wet lips.

Simon moved over to stand in front of Hannah, his thick hard cock bounced as he walked. I expected him to reach out and grab Hannah's face. Perhaps encouraging her to suck his slick cock. That's what a lot of guys would do so near to cumming.

Hannah looked alarmed as his thick cock bounced in front of her. She had stopped stroking between her legs and looked up at Simon with nervous eyes. She gasped as he sank to his knees between her thighs, preventing her from closing them.

"You never asked if English girls kiss better than French girls," Simon said.

His hands rested on her bare thighs. He looked into her eyes with a yearning look.

"Oh! Erm, do they?" Hannah said. Her breathing laboured in the heat and arousal inside the sauna.

"Need one more kiss to be sure," he said like the smooth bastard he was.

He leaned close to Hannah, his lips a few inches from her. Giving her the power, the choice to let him taste her again.

"Mmm tu sens délicieux," he whispered as he breathed in her natural aroma.

Like in the hot tub, she crumbled and succumbed to his charm. Closing her eyes she leant forward to kiss him. Their kiss was passionate from the start. Hannah's hands ran through Simon's wavy hair as their tongues danced.

He slid his hands along Hannah's soft thighs and pulled her towel fully open. He took his time stroking up and down her inner thighs. Slowly getting closer to her lower lips with each stroke. I sat next to my friend and watched her make out with my lover.

I loved the freeing feeling of being nude next to them. My whole body tingled at the erotic nature of the scene we were in. Sweat trickled down my back and tickled my bum crack making me shiver.

I saw Hannah's eyes go wide when Simon's fingers first brushed her pussy. He pulled his lips from hers and started kissing her neck.

"Oh my," Hannah gasped as Simon kept his fingers on her pussy, slowly exploring her folds as he sucked on her neck.

"I can stop whenever you like," he whispered as he kissed her jawline.

"God no! Don't stop!" Hannah moaned.

"What even if I want to do this," Simon said. Slipping a finger into her tight pussy.

I knew Hannah wasn't a virgin but like me had only fucked one guy before. That had only been a handful of times six months ago.

"Oh fuck!" Hannah groaned, closing her eyes before Simon kissed her again.

I sat back and idly stroked my boobs, just enjoying the view. If I was into voyeurism I might as well indulge in it.

Simon's fingers stroked Hannah's soft wet folds coating his fingers in her sticky juices. He sucked on her plump lower lip, flicking his tongue across it.

"Je parie que tu as un goût délicieux," Simon whispered before placing a sticky finger into his mouth. Seductively tasting Hannah's juices.

"Fuck" Hannah silently mouthed as she watched Simon taste her.

I slowly pulled her towel from around her back unnoticed by Hannah. She was too busy responding to Simon's fingers as he slipped one inside her. Her head rolled back as he curled his finger to stimulate her ribbed G-spot.

Hannah's big soft pillowy boobs looked fantastic as they glistened with sweat. I don't know about Simon, but I would have dived my head between them if I could.

"God your fingers!" Hannah gasped as Simon slipped in another digit. He used his thumb to strum her hard clit as two fingers curled inside her.

"Je veux goûter tes seins parfaits. Suce tes tétons durs dans ma bouche," Simon whispered. Causing Hannah to buck against his fingers.

"Yes! Mmm, do whatever you want," she said. Taking his words as asking permission for something.

Simon kissed down her neck to her collarbone and then finally across her boobs. Hannah kept moaning as she bucked her hips against Simon's fingers. Her breathing was rapid as sweat dripped off her hot body.

Simon sucked on her boob before finding her nipple. He nibbled and sucked on it hard. My hand slid between my legs, gently stroking my soaked folds as I watched.

My lover pushed his face between her heavy melons and kissed her cleavage. Licking a line of sweat that had formed before sucking on her hot soft skin.

"Oh SHIT! ARGH!" Hannah cried as she neared her release.

"You going to cum for me, baby?" Simon asked as he looked up at Hannah from sucking her breast.

"UR HUH! FUCK! KISS ME! ARGH! MMPH!" she screamed. Her wails were soon stifled by Simon's warm mouth.

Hannah hunched forward and bared down as pleasure racked her body. Simon rested his forehead on hers and stared into her eyes as he gave her an earth-shattering orgasm.

He kissed her tenderly as he removed his fingers. Placing them in his mouth and savouring her taste. Hannah panted as she watched Simon suck his fingers clean. Loose strands of chestnut hair were plastered to her sweaty face. Her complexion was bright red and she looked exhausted.

Simon cradled her face in his hands and gave her the most loving kiss I've ever seen. The sort of kiss that not only curled toes but made girls fall in love.

"Mmm, you are one sexy girl, Hannah Marshall," Simon said. His breath laboured as he broke their kiss.

"That was so fucking hot," I groaned as Simon stood up and stepped towards me.

"God I wish you had let me cum inside you," he whispered as he stood in front of me.

His cock was only marginally softer now after its break. Still slick with a mixture of sweat and my juices.

Simon surprised me by holding my chin, pulling it upwards so I looked into his eyes. It wasn't rough but dominating.

"I'm yours," he said through heavy breaths before leaning down to kiss me.

We were all far too hot now to continue anything else. The heat was stifling and had sapped your energy. I felt bad for denying Simon the chance to cum. But the night was still young. If Mira didn't get a chance to play with his cock she would never forgive me.

"I need to cool down," I said and the others agreed.

Simon wrapped Hannah back in her towel and kissed her tenderly before leading her out of the sauna. As I closed the glass door behind us I felt Simon push up against my back.

"Can I stay with you tonight?" he asked sincerely as his arms wrapped around my waist.

"You can stay with me every night if you like," I said pulling on his neck to kiss him.

"Wow! I don't know. That might be a bit forward," he said with a laugh. I gave his cheek a playful tap for his poor joke.

When we came around the corner Mira and Amy smiled at us knowingly.

"Well, that sounded fun," Mira said looking and Hannah's red sweaty complexion.

"You're not kidding. Simon looks like the only one who didn't get to 'relax'" Amy said with a giggle staring at Simon's hard cock.

It had regained its impressive size after rubbing between my bum cheeks.

"You must be joking. No chance of relaxing with you four sexy nymphs," Simon said with an exasperated laugh.

"I think I'm going to call it a night. Tonight was the best. Thanks for taking care of me girls," I said retrieving a towel and wrapping it around me.

"Ha. I think Simon deserves the thanks for that," Mira said looking at Hannah's flushed complexion.

"No kidding," Amy said before blushing when Simon smiled at her.

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"What do we have here? Loser single ladies' night is it?" Jamie said smugly when he saw the four of us coming out of the lift.

He wore shorts and a hoody accompanied by Sarah. She looked alarmed when she saw us, especially me.

We ignored him as we filed down the corridor in our towels. I looked back and saw Simon coming up the stairs. The lift had been too small for all of us and Simon had gallantly taken the stairs.

He gave Jamie a wary look as he walked past. My ex's face was a picture as he saw four of the hottest girls in the year followed by a confident-looking Simon. All

wearing towels.

Sarah's eyes roamed over Simon's naked torso and he gave her a warm smile. Jamie grabbed her with an annoyed look and stormed off.

Mira and I said good night to the girls. Hannah tiptoed back to cuddle Simon before following Amy. Mira and I collapsed on our beds as Simon locked the door.

"Hey, why are we in here? He's got a double bed," Mira said opening her towel and revealing her hot naked body.

"I know but it still smells of boy at the moment," I said with a grimace at Simon.

"We can make it smell of sex instead," he said with a shrug.

"Now that is a tempting idea but I'm done for the night," I said genuinely feeling drowsy from the sauna.

I saw the disappointment in Mira's face though she tried to hide it. I knew she was expecting to play with Simon. The thought of them rolling around naked together got me a little turned on.

"Oh. Ok. I can see you tomorrow if you like," Simon said wanting to let me rest in peace.

"What I want. Is to see you fuck Mira into a coma. Then feel you cuddling up beside me as we fall asleep," I said removing my towel and getting under the covers naked.

"I don't know. I think Mira's too tired," Simon said. Taking the opportunity to tease my friend.

"You best get that cock over here right now mister!" Mira said with a humorous glare.

"Or what?" Simon said, dropping his towel and revealing his hardening cock.

He left his boxers in the cabin, I smiled as I imagined someone finding them. Their face as they wondered what had happened to the owner.

I giggled as Mira launched herself off her bed and ran at Simon. He grappled with her, their sexy bodies rubbing all over each other. Mira was trying to grab his hard cock whilst Simon fended her off. He spun her around and wrapped his arms around her torso, his hands groping her tits.

"Argh! Get off!" Mira laughed still trying to grab his dick.

Simon hoisted her up and placed her over his shoulder. Mira screamed as he spanked her bum before carrying her to the bed.

"Prick!" Mira said with a grin as Simon chucked her on the mattress.

"Mmm you love it," Simon said as he crawled between her legs and kissed her.

I lay on my side under the covers, my hand gently stroking between my legs. Not to get me off, just enough to give me a little pleasure. I watched as Mira wrapped her legs around Simon as he kissed her passionately. Light kisses on her jawline, and sucking kisses on her neck. He moved down to her collarbone and onto her boobs. Sucking on her large dark nipples and caressing her light brown skin.

Mira squirmed under him desperate for him to start fucking her. Her hands gripped the bedsheets as Simon continued to maul her chest. He slipped a hand between her legs, causing the Asian beauty to hum pleasantly.

"Mmm, you're nice a wet. Are you ready or do you want more teasing?" Simon said looking up from sucking on her nipple.

"Get that cock inside me now!" Mira said with a flash of frustration.

"Oi!" she said. Smiling when Simon bared his teeth and lightly bit her nipple.

"Ask nicely," he said with a grin, sucking the pain away.

"Oh please, Simon! Fuck me with your big hard cock!" Mira said with a sarcastic grin.

Simon kissed up her chest, nestling his cock between her legs. His hips started rocking, rubbing his thick shaft against her wet folds. He looked down into Mira's eyes and brushed a loose lock of black hair from her face. It was a tender gesture and I felt a fleeting pang of jealousy. I enjoyed it more when he fucked her hard than when he was tender.

Mira moaned as she felt Simon's cock rub against her, her breath caught in her throat as he brushed her hair aside.

"Now you can do better than that gorgeous," he said. His bum muscles tensed as he thrust his hips, sliding his cock along her puffy lips.

I saw a shift in Mira's demeanour, her usual confidence and sexual dominance faltering. She stared into Simon's hypnotic sapphire eyes. Her mouth hung open as she moaned silently.

"Please, Simon. I need to feel you inside me," she whispered, almost desperately.

"Good girl," Simon said. Rotating his hips and sliding his cock inside her in one smooth motion.

"Oh shit" cooed Mira as her arms wrapped around his shoulders, and her legs hugged his waist.

Simon went slowly, gently filling her up with his thick cock. This looked more loving and tender than I was comfortable with. My fingers stopped stroking around my wet pussy. I hoped he would start properly fucking her soon.

He kissed Mira as his bum cheeks squeezed together with each thrust. I could see her melting into him. Experiencing an emotional sensation rather than just animalistic fucking.

Simon looked over at me and recognised my slight discomfort. He looked at me inquiringly as Mira closed her eyes and embraced this new intimate feeling.

"I said fuck her!" I mouthed silently to him with sad eyes.

He mouthed an apology before he sat back and pulled out. Mira moaned in frustration at the withdrawal.

"No! I was... Argh!" she squealed mid-sentence as Simon flipped her over and spanked her bum hard.

He grabbed hold of her hips and shoved his cock roughly inside her. This is what I wanted to see as Simon fucked her vigorously from behind. Mira buried her face in her pillow as Simon slammed into her. Her cheeks rippled with each impact. The sounds of slapping flesh mingled with her muffled screams.

Simon fucked her at breakneck speed, his lean-toned body straining under the effort. His eyes were ablaze and his face a grimace as he abused her pussy.

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Came the sounds of Simon's flat palms on her cheeks, causing red marks.

"YES! YES! YES! FUCK ME!" Mira screamed as her face came away from the pillow.

She was sweating, her hair was a mess and her face a picture of pleasure. Simon fucked her through her release. All sentiment and tenderness were gone. This was animal sex and exactly what I wanted to see. My fingers returned to my folds, idly stroking as I watched my man fuck my best friend.

"Fuck I'm close. Where do you want it?" Simon said. Looking at me rather than giving Mira the option.

I looked at my best friend seeing if she had a preference. Mira was not in a fit state to say anything. Her dark eyes were glazed as micro orgasms rippled through her. The fleeting jealousy I had felt disappeared as I considered what she would enjoy most. There was only one option I could think of.

"Fill her up for me baby," I said with a smile as Simon went up a gear.

Crashing his hips against her rippling cheeks in a blur until he groaned out. He kept thrusting as he cummed deep inside my best friend.

"Argh! Yes!" moaned Mira drowsily as Simon pumped deep inside her.

"Mmm, thank you," she said, whether to Simon or me I couldn't tell. She closed her eyes as Simon pulled out and rolled Mira onto her back.

Simon pulled the covers over her and climbed into bed next to me.

"Sorry I got a little carried away," he said kissing the nape of my neck as he cuddled me.

"It's ok," I said enjoying the feel of his warm embrace.

His sticky hard cock nestled wonderfully in my bum crack as his arms wrapped around me.

As we drifted off to sleep I wasn't able to work through all the complex feelings. Tomorrow I had to have a good think and talk things through with Simon.

He'd now made two of my best friends cum and had a romantic fuck with Mira. I hoped this wasn't going to ruin my friendships. But for now, all I wanted to do was drift off in Simon's arms.

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I woke up expecting Simon's warm body pushed up against me. Perhaps with his hand cupping my boob or bum cheek. Instead, I was alone. I looked over to Mira fearing he had slipped over to her bed.

Seeing their romantic embrace last night had rattled me a little. I struggled to marshal the crazy array of emotions bubbling inside me. I got off seeing Simon play with my friends. Watching him pleasure them and making them scream.

But with the understanding that I was special, that he gave me something more. I may let him fuck my friends but I knew his heart was mine.

I didn't know how to deal with any of this at the time. I was eighteen and my previous sexual experiences had been lukewarm and vanilla. I wasn't mature enough or experienced enough to process all this. Decades later I now recognise the feelings I had.

Simon wasn't with Mira either. She lay with her covers tangled all around her. Her mouth hung open as she snored a little. I was about to message Simon when I heard the door unlock. In panic I hurriedly checked the covers were concealing my naked body.

"Hey sorry. I didn't mean to wake you," Simon said walking in with a small shopping bag.

He was dressed in joggers and a hoody and looked like he'd been outside. I could feel the cold wafting off him. He sat on the bed next to me and leaned over to kiss my forehead.

"I brought you these," he said pulling out some isotonic sports drinks.

I hadn't realised it until then but my mouth felt claggy and I had a headache.

"I'm gonna grab a shower and then wax my skis. You hitting the slopes today?" he asked. No doubt wondering if I was too hung over.

I had drunk a reasonable amount last night but didn't feel that bad. I pulled my covers down and reached my arms around him. Pulling his cold body against my warm skin. I kissed him tenderly tasting remnants of a fruity drink he'd just finished. His hands roamed my naked body. Groping my bum and stroking up my back.

"Nope! Don't start or we won't go anywhere. We only have two days to hit the slopes," he said, spanking my bum lovingly before pulling away.

"No fair. We didn't get to fuck last night," I said with a grumpy face thinking about him and Mira.

"I fucked you in the sauna, and you were too tired when we came back here," Simon said. Smiling at my grumpy look.

"Oh yeah. Still," I said pouting as I sat up. My perky tits were on full display for him.

I idly pushed them together and started playing with them.

"Don't do that," Simon said mesmerized my by tits.

"Ok. But promise you'll cuddle me tonight," I said with a smile letting my boobs hang free.

"Of course. Try and stop me," Simon said before kissing me again.

Simon left and I tried to get up. Mira took some effort to wake up and we met the girls downstairs for breakfast. Simon wasn't there, I guessed he was servicing his gear in the boot room.

There was a little small talk and a lot of knowing looks between the girls at breakfast. We couldn't openly discuss last night because of our classmates nearby.

When we got to the boot room Simon was sitting on a bench with Hannah's skis. Mira's, Amy's and mine were lined up next to him like he had already worked on them.

"Hey. I've tightened some bits up and given them all a wax," he said with a satisfied smile. He had a smear of wax on his forehead.

I walked up to where he sat and kissed him passionately, holding his face in my hands.

I felt my friends stir behind me but was tired of pretending. All trip he had helped and supported us. I was crazy about Simon and wanted to let him know.

"So are you two together now?" Hannah asked looking in a little disappointed as I turned round.

"Yeah," Simon and I said in comic union. Causing everyone to giggle.

"Does that mean?" Mira said with eyebrows raised and I knew what she was asking.

As we were the only ones in the boot room I thought; to hell with it. Let's get the awkward conversation done and then enjoy the day.

"I like Simon. Like, really like. But I'm more than happy to share him with you guys for the rest of the week. You're my closest friends and last night was hot as fuck," I said looking at Hannah in particular.

"I'd love all of you to play with him if you want," I said seeing the shocked look on my friend's faces.

I was being really blunt and candid. Laying my cards on the table for all to see.

"Hey don't I get a say in..." Simon said before we all hushed him at the same time. We all giggled again at the joint put down.

"There are two conditions. First I have to be there. I don't want you guys doing stuff without me." I said thinking about Simon with Bridgitte.

"Ok. And the second?" Mira asked, clearly the most keen to do stuff again.

"Oh erm... I don't know how to say it," I said suddenly getting nervous. I felt my cheeks redden.

Simon stood up and moved close to me, trying to read my face.

"No lovey-dovey stuff?" he said after a pause phrasing it as a question.

He'd guessed I was concerned about intimacy. I enjoyed seeing him with Hannah but that had been purely sexual. I had freaked out a little when he was romantic with Mira. The way they stared into each other's eyes, the Eskimo kisses. I wanted that for myself. It's a strange distinction I know.

I can phrase it better now that I'm a lot wiser. It's the difference between seeing your actor-husband kissing someone on stage. Compared to when they are kissing you. Passionate and sensual yes, romantic and loving no.

"Fuck but that was so good," Hannah said causing us all to laugh again. I think she thought I meant no kissing at all.

"I didn't get much of a kiss at all last night," Amy said dejectedly. Thinking the same as Hannah.

I hadn't considered she would be involved in this for some reason. But she had sucked his cock after all.

"Well if you want, Simon can give you a toe-curling kiss. Then it's fair," I said with a smile at Amy.

"Pukka up buttercup," Simon said. Pouting his lips and chasing after her.

She squealed and slapped at him when he caught her. He gave her a quick peck and then came back to me.

"Is. Is that ok?" I asked my friends smiling after Simon's games.

I trusted Simon to understand what I was getting at. He had seen my reaction to his interaction with Mira.

"Hell yeah," the girls agreed.

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We had a wonderful morning skiing. The girls were getting more confident and we tried more difficult slopes. Every time one of them struggled Simon was there to help.

Even though he was vastly better than us he never once showed off. I mean he kept artfully stopping at high speed and showering us in snow. The occasional jump trick when we passed a suitable place, and a bit of backward skiing. But it was never a 'look at me a moment', just him mucking around.

We had lunch at the halfway cafe and Simon forced us to let him pay. He said it was his way of saying thank you for last night. The girls were all over him at lunch, laughing at his jokes and fawning at him. It wasn't over the top. More like when girls crush on a guy.

Simon sat next to me and I held his hand in my lap the whole time. He would always find a reason to touch my arm or brush my hair out of my face. Little things to remind me I was his focus.

Hannah got into another debate with him over something stupid. Were there more wheels or windows in the world? The rest of us watched with glee as Simon teased her. Until she just gave up and threw a chip at him.

We saw Simon's cousin François coming to grab lunch. It turned out he worked on the gondola. Hannah went a little red as she had a bit of a crush on him. He was the guy she bet was a better kisser than Simon. After catching up with everyone he spoke to Simon in French for a bit and then waved goodbye. He gave Hannah a wink making her go even redder.

"What was that about?" I asked Simon as François left. I was getting more interested in understanding French. Such a beautiful language.

"Oh he's trying to offload some tickets for an exclusive club night," Simon said causally.

"Oh cool," I said thinking I wouldn't mind going out parting tonight.

"Why don't you get them? I fancy a club night," I said getting excited.

The others were excited too so Simon chased after his cousin. When he came back he had secured three tickets to the club.

"Only three?" Hannah said thinking two of us were going to miss out.

"Yeah. Brigitte's got another two she's trying to shift. So that's one for everyone if you guys fancy it," Simon said with a shrug.

"Is Brigitte going too?" I asked trying to sound uninterested.

"Yeah. François was trying to find people to go with her because he can't," Simon said before leaning over to kiss me.

"Don't worry. I'm with you now," he said rubbing his nose against mine and sensing my thoughts.

"God you guys are too freaking cute," Amy said watching us.

"Anyway, I think I've got more to worry about than you. She's a sucker for blonde girls, her last girlfriend was a Swedish ski instructor," Simon said pulling a face at me.

"Bridgitte's a lesbian?" I asked confused.

"Nah, bisexual or pan something. She particularly likes cute blondes though," Simon said teasing me. I felt a bit better about going out with her.

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We had an easy afternoon ski and the girls went back to the hotel early to start getting ready. Simon went right to the top of the mountain for his last run of the day. The kiss he gave me before he left made me tingle all over. God I was looking forward to riding him tonight.

We had already started drinking when Simon got back. He kissed me lovingly before complimenting us on our outfits. When he said he was grabbing a quick shower. I wished I could have joined him.

He came back to my room in a nice pair of dark jeans and a tight-fitting white shirt. The sleeves were folded up a bit and he looked fit as fuck. I hugged him close and smelt his delicious aftershave.

Brigitte picked us up and drove us to her place for an apéro. This turned out to be nibbles and pre-drinks. We were also introduced to her pretty Australian roommate Pippa. She was a sun-kissed brunette ski instructor.

"Oh shit! Girls you sure you wanna wear those? They look too nice for tonight," Pippa said when we walked in.

Brigette ranted about François not telling us it was a neon paint party. That was why you had to buy tickets. Simon didn't care about his clothes getting ruined but the girls weren't so keen.

"Pas de soucis. Come with me and we find clothes," Brigitte said dragging me to her room.

She picked out several things and chucked them onto her bed. She looked me up and down and gave me a sultry smile as she left me to try them on.

We all found suitable clothes in Pippa and Brigitte's collections. Hannah wore a tight mini skirt and a white halterneck top with a plunging neckline. They fit her curves like a glove and her tits looked fantastic. I couldn't wait to see Simon's face when he saw her.

Amy and Mira wore colourful neon bikini tops under white shirts, tied to show their midriffs. Mira wore a denim skirt whereas Amy had on some shorts. I wore a short white ruffled skirt and a bright blue top.

Pippa and Brigitte had some neon face paint and put some designs on our faces. Pippa was really good and painted a butterfly on my cheek. They also suggested we braid our hair or wear it up. These paint parties could get messy.

When we questioned whether a taxi would take us back to our hotel covered in paint. Brigitte demanded we stay the night with them. I wasn't sure I liked the devious look in her eyes.

Throughout, Simon sat back unconcerned with what the paint would do to his hair or outfit. He did allow the girls to write on his white shirt with neon pens. Some of it we couldn't read until we got under a black light.

Simon was very tactile with me around Brigitte, just enough to reassure me. I shouldn't have worried about her wanting Simon though. Her eyes kept glancing at me. She was strikingly beautiful, or perhaps sexy would be a better definition.

Natural blonde, with movie star looks and a killer body. I could see why Simon had slept with her.

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We were all bubbling with excitement as we got to the club. There was a little bit of a queue but with pre-purchased tickets, it went down quickly.

It wasn't a massive club like some of the ones back home but had a good vibe. There were black lights everywhere, anything white or neon glowed bright under them. We got the giggles when we read the stuff written on Simon's shirt. The best was written in large letters on his back.

-HANDS OFF BITCHES HE'S OURS-

We had all signed around it including Pippa and Brigitte.

The small club was already busy and the music was pumping. Pippa, Brigette and Mira went to get drinks as the rest of us gaggled together. Amy got pushed into Simon and he caught her around her naked midriff. I saw her furtive look at him when he let go of her.

Once we downed some neon test tube shots it was time for dancing. The looks Simon attracted as he danced with six hot girls was hilarious. A mix of surprise, jealousy and envy. Some of the girls eyed him with interest, wondering why all of us were with him.

Guys would try to break into the circle and dance with one of us. If we weren't keen; which was every time. We would give Simon a look and he would swoop in and start dancing with us. It became a game to see how long it took for all six girls to get picked in this way.

Every time one of us danced with Simon it became more raunchy. Like we were all competing to be the top thirst trap for those watching. Simon gladly played along as we pushed our bums into his crotch and pulled his arms around us.

He was tamest with Brigitte and Pippa but even they danced close with him. Hannah and Mira were all over him and by far the most competitive. Grinding hard against his crotch and pulling his hands to stroke their boobs. Simon kept checking with me that I was ok and I encouraged him. This was exactly what I got horny watching. Simon fooling around with my friends all of us having fun.

One time Hannah pushed Simon's face into her big bikini-clad boobs. He rubbed his face against them smearing the neon paint Pippa had put there. For the rest of the night his face was smeared in pink neon.

Amy was a lot less adventurous with Simon here than she had been in the hot tub. But she still wrapped her arms around his neck and rubbed against him as the music flowed through her.

When I danced with him he treated me differently from the others. They say you fuck like you dance. When he put his mind to it Simon was a sexy dancer. He ended every dance with me the same way. A long passionate kiss.

The others had doe eyes for us and Brigitte beamed as she watched Simon dance with me. Eventually, the group broke up. Brigette took me and Simon off to the paint room. Six barrels with drum skin lids were lined up in a smaller room to the side. Each drum had a different colour of neon paint squirted on it by the club staff.

As you banged the drum, droplets of neon paint flew everywhere. You had to wear these plastic glasses to stop it getting in your eyes. Brigitte kept brushing up behind me as I banged the drum. I liked how she looked at me with lustful eyes. Not Simon but me. It was flattering.

Away from the rest of the group, she started touching me more. Holding my hips, stroking my arm and pushing up close. I never shied away, encouraging her to do it more often.

She shouted something in Simon's ear, he shrugged and nodded to me. He tried to tell me but I couldn't hear a thing between the music and the drumming.

After getting covered in paint Brigitte took us upstairs where it wasn't as busy. When we reached the VIP section Simon grabbed her around the waist. He said something in her ear and looked like he was telling her something important. Brigitte nodded and patted his chest with her hand. She spoke to the guy controlling entry to the VIP section and flashed her ticket.

Several self-contained booths provided some privacy. Each booth was on the mezzanine that overlooked the dance floor. As soon as we sat in the booth Brigitte came on to me. She sat real close and stroked her hand along my bare thigh.

She tried to say something to me but I couldn't hear a thing over the pumping euro pop. Simon got his phone out and wrote me a note.

-Brigitte thinks you're super hot. She wants to know if you like girls and if she could kiss you. I think you look gorgeous too by the way-

I read his message and started blushing; not that anyone could see in the black light.

My body tingled all over. I certainly found Brigitte attractive and kissing her would be hot. I smiled at Brigitte and held up a finger indicating I needed a minute to think.

Was I considering this for real? I had only kissed Mira and that was whilst drunk with Simon. Although there was that one kiss beside the bed.

I was intrigued about kissing the girl who Simon had fucked. It would make me feel less jealous of her. I thought fuck it and wrote a teasing message on Simon's phone.

-What about you? Would you be annoyed if I did? I think you look sexy as fuck. I'd love to suck your cock right now-

Simon smiled and wrote a reply.

-If you're into it go for it. I'd get so hard watching you kiss. I might even fuck you in front of the crowd. -

I was already soaked between my legs but that message sent a shiver through me. Brigitte had been waiting patiently and I decided to reward her.

I caught her off guard when I brushed my lips against hers. She stroked my inner thigh as I rested my hand on her cheek. Kissing a girl was so different to a guy. Softer, more tender and cute in a way.

Brigette was an amazing kisser and I knew where Simon got his experience from. I noticed some of the same techniques and tricks he used. How long had they kissed in total, maybe for hours over the years?

Her tongue flicked across my teeth as she sucked on my bottom lip. Her hand squeezed my inner thigh and slid under my skirt. I didn't know how far I was prepared to let her go but was enjoying it so far.

Like Simon, her kisses were passionate and tender. She wasn't rushing or pushing me too far too soon. She teased me just enough to get me to want more. I was so horny from all the stimulus over the last few days. I tingled as I felt her hand sliding up my skirt towards my soaked thong. That's when we got interrupted.

The rest of the girls barreled into the booth. At first, they were all looking over the balcony at the dance floor below. I pulled away from Brigitte before they saw us; panting slightly.

Pippa had some more fluorescent test tube shots and handed them to us. Simon tried to give her some euros. When she refused he gave it to Brigitte instead. We partied in the booth for a few songs before Mira and Hannah wanted to go to the paint room. Brigitte and Pippa went with them leaving Amy and Simon in the booth with me.

Amy was standing on the balcony, dancing alone as she watched the crowd. I looked at my friend's long pale legs and vibrant red hair; tied in two braids that fell down her shoulders. Her bum looked gorgeous in the skimpy shorts she borrowed from Pippa.

Simon and I were sitting together. His hand rested on my thigh as we kissed tenderly. Brigitte had got me so horny. As I broke our kiss and watched Amy I remembered how she had looked at Simon earlier. She was the only one of my friends not to have Simon play with her. She had given him a blow job but hadn't got much in return. In a few days, we would be back home and she would miss her chance.

In my drunken state, I wanted to see her scream at his touch. I tried to tell Simon this but the music was too loud and he couldn't hear me. He looked at me like a confused puppy until I got my phone out and wrote a message.

-Play with Amy-

He smiled and shook his head before taking my phone and writing back.

-You can ask better than that-

He looked at me with lust-filled eyes and I pressed forward, kissing him passionately. I stroked my hand along the bulge growing in his jeans. My tongue swirled in his mouth as we devoured each other. He broke the kiss and started nibbling on my neck. I quickly wrote another message on my phone.

-Please play with her baby. Make her cum for me. If you're a good boy I'll give you a present later-

I wrote a little clunkily.

He smiled when he read it and kissed me one last time. His signature romantic, toe-curling kiss.

Simon walked behind the stunning ginger and placed his hands on her hips. She looked over at me and smiled when I gave her a wink.

I watched as Simon pushed against her, his hands sliding from her hips over her naked midriff. Their hips swayed together to the pulsing beat of the music. Amy arched her back and pushed her bum hard into his crotch.

Simon confidently slid his hands along her toned belly. Moving up to lightly brush her bikini-clad boobs under her shirt. With almost practised precision he pulled on the knot tying her shirt. It came apart in his hand and opened her shirt for the crowd below.

Amy's orange bikini top was illuminated in the black light as she continued to grind on my lover's bulge. Simon pulled her shirt off her shoulders and threw it at me with a smirk. I sat with my legs crossed, my fingers lightly stroking my thigh as I felt a tingle between my legs.

Amy had looked at Simon in surprise when he removed her shirt. He slid his hands around her torso to cup her tits, so similar in size to mine. She leaned her head back on his shoulder as she succumbed to his touch. Simon kissed her neck as she continued to sway in his arms. His palms massaged her boobs in full view of those on the dance floor below.

It was too much for Amy, she spun her head around and kissed him. A hungry sloppy kiss that got me all fired up. It wasn't loving and romantic, Amy was in heat.

Simon slid a hand down her belly testing her limits, slipping into the waistband of her shorts. I saw Amy gasp, her mouth open in surprise as she felt his hand sliding down her shorts. He paused for some sign of compliance. Amy glanced at me, biting her lip in complete lustful arousal.

She looked like she was gagging for Simon to touch her. Desperate for him to feel between her legs. But we were all still new to this 'arrangement' for want of a better word. I sucked on my bottom lip and nodded in encouragement.

Amy kissed Simon and placed her hand on top of his, pushing it deeper inside her shorts. Simon eased them back from the railing. Stepping back a few paces to the wall next to me. I had a perfect view of Amy leaning forward against the wall with Simon pushed up behind her. His hand disappeared into her shorts and Amy moaned as he touched her pussy.

Her mouth hung open as Simon's fingers moved inside her shorts. They were tight and I saw the material cutting into his wrist. Simon continued stroking as Amy went on her tiptoes. He leant forward trying to ease the strain on his forearm, then it was Amy's turn to surprise us.

She pushed away from the wall and undid her shorts. Pulling them down her legs and kicking them off as Simon stepped back in surprise.

Her black thong was pulled up right between her round bum cheeks. Simon recovered from his surprise and ran his hands over her bare bum cheeks. She bent over holding onto the wall and shaking her bum seductively.

Simon licked two fingers before rubbing them over her thong-covered pussy. Amy was about a foot away from me and I could feel her arousal oozing off her. Simon's fingers rubbed along the thin piece of soaked cotton covering her pussy.

He looked at me as I lay back, my hand hidden under my skirt. I strummed my clit as I watched him stroke my redheaded friend. Simon showed me his free hand and curled his fingers, asking if I wanted them inside the cute ginger. I nodded vigorously as lustful feelings took control of me.

Simon flattened his free hand and gave Amy's cheek a light slap. I saw her yell rather than hear it over the music. She smiled as he spanked her a couple more times, his fingers still stroking her pussy.

Her eyes went wide as Simon pulled her wet thong aside and gently pressed two fingers inside her.

I sat on the end of the seat a few inches from where my man fingered one of my best friends. He curled his fingers inside her, rubbing her clit for good measure. My fingers slid over my hard wet clit bringing me closer to a release.

Amy bucked against Simon's fingers pressing deep inside her, all her inhibitions gone. What had happened to my friend? Her sex life was largely a mystery to the rest of us. She never liked talking about it and we didn't pry. I knew she wasn't a virgin but had no idea what she was into or how much she'd experienced. She had experimented with girls but not much with guys. Over than one drunken fuck. Simon was giving her one hell of an experience now though.

Amy's moans were drowned by the pounding bass line as Simon fingered her. Her face had a look of pure ecstasy as his fingers worked their magic. He kept going and going as I pushed myself closer to release. My fingers were a blur as I stimulated my hard clit. I wanted Simon inside me, filling me with his thick cock.

I reached forward and fumbled with Simon's belt as he continued fingering Amy. I managed to pull down his jeans and fish his hard cock out of his boxers.

Amy looked back with alarm as she saw his big thick cock in my hands. But I hadn't intended for what happened next. Amy grabbed Simon's cock from my hand and pulled it toward her pussy. Simon pulled his fingers out of Amy in surprise and looked at me for permission.

I didn't have time to do anything. Amy lined his cock between her puffy wet lips and pushed back. Simon plunged inside and held her hips still, keeping himself buried deep. I was so horny and worked up I just mouthed.

"Don't cum!"

I kissed him passionately as Amy ground her bum against Simon's groin. His cock was nestled deep inside her tight pussy. Her bum was covered in neon paint from Simon's wandering hands.

I spanked my friend's bum hard knowing the pale skin would bare my handprint. Amy let out a yelp that we couldn't hear and looked around with a scowl. I smiled and blew her a kiss as Simon started thrusting. He pushed her hips towards him with each thrust. Ramming his cock hard enough for her bum cheeks to ripple and jiggle about.

I kissed Simon as he fucked my friend from behind. Now and again giving her rump a little spank. Serves her right for taking his cock away from me.

It was so hot watching Simon standing behind the normally sweet and demure ginger. His cock speared her over and over again. I resisted the urge to touch myself and just lightly rubbed my thighs together.

Amy's mouth hung open as moans were forced out of her. Simon was fucking her hard but not brutally so. He found a good rhythm when a new song started and thrust along to the beat. They fucked for a few minutes before Simon fancied a change of position. He pulled out of Amy and sat on the seat next to us.

Amy clambered on top of him, straddling his lap and plunging on his slick cock. Within seconds she started bouncing up and down, her jiggling boobs brushing Simon's face.

He pulled them out of her bikini top and sucked on her nipples as I sat next to them. Amy stopped bouncing and ground her hips in a figure of eight patterned with his thick cock deep inside her. Her clit rubbed against his pelvis as she tilted her head back.

Simon nibbled her nipples as Amy went rigid. She fell forward and wrapped her hands around Simon's face. Her sweaty forehead rested on his as she came. Simon kissed her hungrily before holding her bum cheeks and pulling her halfway off his cock. I thought they were done but no.

Simon held her cheeks in his hands as he thrust rapidly from below. I saw Amy mouth the words:

"FUCK ME!"

She looked at me with astonishment as Simon fucked her through a series of micro orgasms. Sweat dripped down her neck and perky boobs. Her face was a mask of lust and pleasure.

I was bursting with pent-up sexual desire. Simon was giving Amy possibly the best fucking she ever had experienced. It was so hot to watch. But hotter still was what happened next.

I stood and ran over to the balcony, Simon watching my every move. I bent over as I slid my thong down my shapely legs and chucked them back at him. Then I pulled my skirt up over my hips to flash him my cute pussy. Leaning against the railing I looked back and beckoned him with my finger.

Simon gave Amy a chaste kiss and then pulled her off his lap and laid her on the seat. Then he ran towards me, his jeans still halfway down his thighs. I would have laughed if I wasn't so horny.

He rubbed his fingers over my throbbing pussy, possibly thinking I needed to warm up. But I was fit to burst already. I felt Simon slide his slick cock along my lips before plunging deep inside. Stretching me as I took his thick girth. His cock had been in my friend seconds ago. It was still slick from her juices. Now it was filling me up perfectly.

Simon leaned forward and pulled on my neck to kiss me tenderly. He held my hips close to him as we both enjoyed our bodies joined together. I pulled back from our kiss, looked into his blue eyes and mouthed:

"Fuck me!"

He smiled and gently started thrusting, pulling my ruffled skirt down to cover our union. If anyone below looked up they would see a blonde girl leaning on the balcony with a guy grinding up behind her. We were both covered in luminous neon paint and my white skirt and blue top were lit up by the black light. They would have no idea he was fucking me though.

A slower song played and I swayed my hips seductively. Our slow undulating movements gently eased Simon's cock in and out. It was such a thrill to stare down at everyone as he fucked me.

After a few moments, I saw my friends come onto the dance floor. They were all covered in neon paint and looked up to give us a wave. I smiled back as Simon leant forward and cup my boobs in his hands. I angled my hips to keep more of his cock inside me as he kissed down my neck. I don't know if my friends knew what we were doing. It would be so fucking hot if they did.

I tried to keep from moaning, not that anyone would hear me over the music. Simon fucked me slowly and gently to the pace of the music. His hands stroked my body as his cock filled me perfectly. I was getting close but needed more to go over the edge. I gripped the bannister hard and started pushing back onto Simon. Encouraging him to start thrusting harder.

He pulled out and dragged us away from the balcony. Spinning me around to face him and picking me up in his strong arms. He forced me against the wall next to where Amy lay. She was lazily stroking between her legs as she watched us.

My legs wrapped around Simon's waist as he held me firmly against the wall. My arms hung around his neck as he held my bum cheeks in his hands. His eyes were feral in their hunger for me. An intensity I didn't see when he was with the others. He kissed me passionately as his cock rammed inside me.

Now. I loved it when he fucked me slow and tenderly. Like that time in bed when we made love and felt so emotionally connected. But I also enjoyed this side of Simon. The dominant, animalistic, lustful side that needed to take me.

He fucked me hard against the wall and I had to hang on tight as his thick cock rammed inside over and over again. It was utter bliss and I knew I was moaning obscenely. If it wasn't for the music the whole club would hear me.

Simon's eyes never left mine as he saw the pure joy in my eyes. Faster and faster he fucked me, my back sliding up and down the wall with each thrust. He felt so deep when he rammed home and I couldn't hold back my moans any more.

I felt my pussy throb and contract as it clung to his shaft. I screamed out as my body tensed up and my orgasm swelled inside me. After a few more thrusts I felt Simon bury deep inside and spurt shots of warm sticky cum.

We were both hot sweaty messes as we came down from our release. Simon didn't let me down yet though. He gently thrust inside, relishing the feeling of our joined bodies. The mix of our cum lets his cock glide effortlessly. I kissed him tenderly as he fucked me oh so gently.

Then he pulled out and slowly lowered me to the floor. I felt his cum already start leaking out of me, running down my inner thigh. I cleaned up using my thong and quickly sorted myself out. Amy did the same before walking over to Simon and slapping him on the bum. He laughed, wrapping an arm around her waist and giving her a chaste kiss.

We got ourselves together and went down to join the others. The rest of the night was a blur of dancing and drinking. It was one of the greatest nights of my life.

Brigitte surprised me by pulling a guy towards the end of the night. She said her goodbyes and went back to his. I expected her to try something on with Simon and me when we got back to hers.

I was too exhausted for any of that now. We had been skiing all week and partying or fucking most nights. We all were exhausted, even Simon seemed done by the time we got back to Pippa and Brigitte's.

"There's the sofa bed, Brigitte's room Is over there. One of you can join me if you like. But I'll warn you, I sleep naked and get a bit handsy," Pippa said with a horny look.

Ok, perhaps not all of us were too exhausted to fuck. I saw Mira jump at the offer with a grin. I bet that would be an interesting story tomorrow. The girls all had super quick showers as Simon pulled out the sofa bed and found bedding. We didn't get neon paint everywhere.

Hannah and Amy collapsed onto the sofa bed. After they demanded a passionate goodnight kiss from Simon. I led him to Brigitte's room and we enjoyed a few minutes of naked kisses before sleep took us.

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The next morning was Saturday and the last full day of the Ski trip. I woke up with Simon spooning me. I savoured the feeling of his warm body against me for a few minutes before he woke up.

In the living room, we saw Amy and Hannah lying on the sofa bed chatting. Simon put the bed away as the girls tidied up the place. Mira came from Pippa's room looking tired and dishevelled. She smiled weakly at us and then helped as well.

Brigitte came back around nine o'clock still in her neon-splattered clubbing clothes. She beamed at us when she saw us tidying. She gave us all kisses on the cheek, missing mine and landing full on my lips. I don't think that was an accident. We said goodbye to Pippa who gave Mira a knowing smile before Brigitte dropped us at our hotel.

When we got back we had to walk past our classmates waiting for the shuttle bus. We must have looked at strange in our clubbing gear. Jamie and his friends looked annoyed when they saw us and there were a lot of mutterings.

We agreed to take the morning to rest before enjoying the last afternoon on the slopes. Simon and I spent it snuggled in bed kissing. Mira caught up on some sleep, snoring away in the bed next to us.

After lunch, we hit the slopes for the last time. Simon and I managed a few harder runs before we finished the afternoon with the girls.

That evening at dinner our teachers Mr Gilbert and Miss Marshall made a rare appearance. Fuck knows what they had got up to all week. Miss Marshall had a glow that hinted she had at least enjoyed herself

"Right, you horrible lot. The coach will pick us up at lunchtime tomorrow. None of you died or got arrested so I'd say it's been a successful trip. Don't ruin it tonight!

You don't want me hunting for you tomorrow. Everyone outside for the coach at twelve," he said. Then he left, taking Miss Marshall off somewhere.

Our classmates were going out to the club for the final night. Last night was so amazing we didn't think it could be topped. I suggested another hot tub evening which got everyone excited.

Simon borrowed a plastic pitcher and some cups from the kitchen. Hannah and Amy made a very strong fruit punch that we planned to take with us. As Mira popped in to check on the others I took Simon aside.

"I just want to say that this has been the best week of my life. All because of you," I said wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Ditto," was his response giving me a little kiss.

"I want to do something nice for the girls. They have been so good to me all week," I said as Simon continued kissing me.

"What you got in mind?" he said as his lips moved down to my neck.

"Mmm. I was wondering if you could manage all four of us," I said with a smile.

"Huh!" Simon said with a surprised expression.

"Do you have the stamina to fuck all of us tonight?" I asked giggling at his shocked face.

"Hang on a sec..." Simon said pinching his arm theatrically.

"Ouch. So not a dream then," he said with a smile.

I held his hand and tried to summon the courage to say what I'd wanted to say for the last few days.

"Ok. I'm just going to say it. I like you, I mean LIKE YOU like you. You know?" I said starting to lose my nerve.

Simon's smile dropped seeing I wanted a serious moment.

"After this trip I want us to... you know..." I said acting like a little kid. Why couldn't I say it?

"Be together?" Simon said wrapping his arms around my waist. I loved how he could read my mind.

"Exactly. But... tonight I was wondering if you would play with the girls before I keep you for myself. Does that make me sound like a bitch?" I asked hearing the words out loud for the first time.

"No, I don't think so. A freaky, kinky slut perhaps," Simon said with a smile.

"Well if that's how you feel we can for..." I said turning away and giggling as he tickled me.

"No, I didn't mean... I meant you're enough for me. The others are lovely but all I need is you," he said and I had to kiss him for saying that.

"But what if I said It would make me so fucking horny watching you make my friends cum?" I said resting my head on his chest, feeling his arms hold me in a perfect embrace.

"Je dirais que j'ai tellement de chance d'être amoureux d'une fille bizarre et perverse," he said. His hot French accent was soothing.

"God I need to learn French don't I? You could be saying anything," I said with a giggle.

"Only good stuff. What makes you think they're interested in doing anything tonight?" Simon said. I looked at his face and was astonished that he was serious.

"You're joking. After what Amy did at the club. Mira outright told me she wants to jump you all the time. Not to mention the way Hannah looks at you. I think if we weren't a thing they would be fighting each other over you," I said amazed I had to spell it out for him.

"It isn't normal for an eighteen-year-old to have sex with five girls in a week on multiple occasions," I said. Pulling away from him to gauge his reaction. He shrugged like he genuinely had no clue.

"Ok if you're sure. But I mean it when I say that you're the one I want to be with Beth," Simon said kissing me tenderly.

At that moment I felt a love for him that I hadn't felt with anyone else.

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This time we walked down to the hot tub in pyjamas and hoodies. The last time had been freezing when we walked back. It would also be more comfortable if with bumped into our classmates.

We could hear the pounding music from the club in the distance as we walked across the crunching snow. I slipped a ski sock over the door handle this time in full view of the girls. At least if Mr Gilbert fancied a last-minute dip he would know what it meant.

When we got inside the cabin the hot tub was covered but Simon knew how to set it up. He lifted the cover, put on some lights and plugged in his iPod. Before long he slipped below the bubbling water. I persuaded him not to wear boxers this time. We all knew what was going to happen tonight. I caught Amy giving his bum an approving glance as he got in.

Simon sat with his eyes closed gallantly letting us get in without perving on us. It was unnecessary as he had seen all of us naked, but it was the gentlemanly thing to do. It was quite the romantic set-up. Only the lights from under the bubbling water illuminated the room. Slow, sensual R'n'B played from the speaker system created a chilled atmosphere.

Simon poured us all drinks and we toasted the last night of the trip. I sat next to Simon with Mira on his other side. Hannah and Amy were in the opposite corners.

A nervous tension filled the air. We all knew what we wanted to happen but didn't know how to start. Simon was the most chill, laying his head back with his eyes closed. I could never understand how confident and calm he was in these situations. Compared to how he had been at the start of the week.

We chatted as we waited for the drinks to hit. My head rested on Simon's shoulder as I placed my hand on his thigh under the water. Before long I started stroking his cock and loving the feel of it in my hand. Perhaps if I started things off that would encourage the girls.

"Let's play some games," I said when there was a lull in conversation.

"Ok but not truth or dare, that's so shit," Mira said rolling her eyes.

"I've got some games," Simon said opening his eyes and downing his drink.

He led us in a few rounds of Fuzzy Duck, Would You Rather and Never Have I Ever. I was surprised he hadn't immediately gone for a raunchy, sexy game. But Simon knew what he was doing, relaxing the girls and letting them have fun.

They were good games for relaxing everyone's nerves. One of my favourite moments was when Hannah said "Never have I ever been in love." Only Simon and I drank with our eyes meeting briefly. The others nearly lost their minds.

We weren't in love really, I know that now. But at eighteen, on holiday in the romantic French Alps, it felt like it. Everyone was tipsy now and I was eager to get the party started.

"Ok ok! New game," I said when there was another lull.

I splashed over to the other side of the tub and reached around for my hoodie. I retrieved the pink sleep mask I had stowed in it and showed it to the group.

"Now. We all know Simon thinks he's the best kisser in the world," I said and all the girls booed.

"Hey, I never said that!" Simon replied in protest.

"Shh," I said with a smile as I splashed back over to sit next to him.

"Well, I wondered who out of us girls was the best kisser. So my game is a blindfold kissing game. Simon's going to be in the middle and we'll spin him around," I said starting to put the blindfold over his eyes.

"What like a human spin the bottle?" Mira said with a smile.

"Yes, the person he lands on kisses him. Once we've all kissed him he can rank us," I said seeing the other girls smile.

"No way," Simon said pulling off the blindfold.

I thought he was getting cold feet for some reason before he explained.

"I'm not going to rank you that's impossible," he said like the smooth son of a bitch he was.

On reflection, I would be mortified if he didn't choose me as the best.

"But I bet I can guess each of you. If I get it wrong I'll do a forfeit," he said sliding the blindfold back in place.

"Ooo what's the forfeit?" Amy asked excitedly.

"Ladies choice. If I guess you wrong you can choose," Simon said with a smile as he slid off the seat into the bubbling water.

"Hey let's all sneak out," Hannah whispered loudly.

"Oh, nice!" Simon said making us fall about giggling.

"Ok! Let's start," I said pointing to Mira to go first.

I held Simon's shoulders and slowly span him around, he had to help of course and shuffled around in a circle. The girls helped by standing in their seats and swapping about. After five rotations I thought he must be confused.

"Dam I'm dizzy," Simon said pretending to fall about.

"Ok girl number one try your luck," I said nodding to Mira.

"Hey, no touching!" I said with a smile as Simon reached his hands out in front of him.

"You can't guess by boob size," Hannah said. Her big melons floating about in the water.

Mira moved towards Simon and placed her hand around his neck. They shared a slow sensual kiss. I could see her tongue sliding into his mouth and Simon sucking on it. We hadn't discussed how long the kiss should be. Simon's hands reached up to stroke her cheeks as they enjoyed their kiss. After they showed no side of stopping I had to step in.

"Ok, ok we haven't got all night!" I said exasperated. From now on we each get two minutes," I said to the others as Mira pulled away from Simon.

She brushed her fingers over her lips looking a little flustered. She mouthed an apology to me and I just smiled and shook my head at her.

"Hey, that's not fair! How come she gets extra time," Amy said.

"Well, it wasn't Amy then!" Simon said making us all laugh again.

"Shit! Sorry," Amy said her pale skin going red.

"Once I am victorious. Which let's face it, is inevitable. I'll make it up to the others," Simon said like he was giving us a treat.

"Oh yeah! Ok, Mr Big stuff, who was it then?" Hannah said getting competitive.

"Mira of course," Simon replied rapidly.

"He can SEE!" Hannah shouted splashing him and pointing at the eye mask.

"Or I could feel her tongue stud," Simon said splashing back in Hannah's rough direction.

"Bollocks," Mira said with a smile, running her silver stud between her teeth.

"Right next round!" I said starting to turn Simon again.

The girls rearranged and I stopped him in front of Hannah this time. She was even more eager than Mira and practically fell into Simon's arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed. Their kiss was hungry and sloppy but both enjoyed it.

"Time!" I said using the clock on the hot tub controls.

'Boys II Men' was playing adding to the sexually charged atmosphere. Hannah seemed reluctant to leave Simon.

"Ok, Sherlock, who was kisser number two?" I asked.

"Hannah," Simon said and when asked how he knew, he held his hands out like he was holding her big boobs.

"I felt her perfect melons squash into my chest," Simon said earning another splash from Hannah.

"Come on girls we got to be sneakier," I said with a smile. I indicated that Mira should spin Simon this time around.

I swapped places with Amy and nodded to Mira to stop Simon at me. I hoped he would guess I would leave myself last.

"Ok girl number three," I said hoping his ears couldn't place me right in front of him.

I kissed him gently, almost nervously. Trying to mimic how Amy might kiss him in front of the rest of us. Within a few seconds, I felt Simon's hands run up my thighs. He hadn't touched the others like this, just content to let them kiss him.

I yelped with surprise as I felt his hands reach around my rear and pull me into his lap. When I felt his hard cock push against my warm pussy, I couldn't help grinding on him a little. Simon started kissing me lovingly. Rubbing his nose against mine and teasing my lips with his tongue.

Shit, how was I going to call time? We were really bad at this game I thought with a smile. I pulled back from Simon and tried to throw my voice.

"Time!"

I slipped off his lap and waited till I sat back in my seat to speak again.

"Erm so... who was number three," I said feeling as flustered as the others.

"You, of course," Simon said with a satisfied smile.

"How!" Hannah exclaimed, letting her competitive streak show.

"Yeah, how?" I asked, interested in the answer.

"I've only felt like that kissing one person," Simon said seriously.

"Aww," Amy and Mira said in unison.

"Not aww he's won," Hannah said comically frustrated we had lost.

"Hey does that mean I don't get a go," Amy said a little disappointed.

"Who said that?" Simon said looking towards me and smiling.

"That wouldn't be fair, would it? Two minutes starting... Now!" I said laughing as Amy launched herself at Simon. Their kiss was passionate and intense. Her hands were all over him and Simon did well not to fall back into the water.

"Time!" I said as Amy moved back to her seat. She wiped some spit off her lip and looked pleased with herself.

"What's the next round?" Mira asked as Simon took the blindfold off.

"Whatever you like," I said to my best friend giving her a knowing look.

"Get that blindfold back on!" Mira said pointing to Simon.

"Alright girls, playtimes over. This is the big leagues," Mira said standing up and sitting on the side of the hot tub.

"What!" Hannah and Amy said in shocked unison.

Water dripped down the British Indian girl's light brown skin. Her aroused nipples were hard on her big areolas. Her perfect boobs hung deliciously on her chest. She sat with her legs spread wide revealing her landing strip, pointing to her dark lower lips.

"Come on girls, you know you want to," I said with a giggle as I joined Mira.

It didn't take too much persuading for the others to join. Hannah looked the most uncomfortable to expose herself in front of us.

"Oi! Casanova! You're gonna have to move yourself," Mira said rolling her eyes.

"Ok, ok chill out. Anyone would think you were gagging for it," Simon said with a smirk.

"Argh!" Mira said in disgust and kicked her leg, splashing Simon.

"So that's Mira," he said taking this game far more seriously than was needed.

"Babe, read the room and get stuck in, literally in this case," I said flicking water at him myself.

"Aww babe," Amy said looking at me with heart eyes.

"Alright, alright!" Simon said as laughter broke out again. He spun around on the spot for a bit. Then he lunged forward towards Amy.

His hands felt along her pale legs and started sliding up her thighs. He guessed what the game was when he felt Amy's position on the side of the Hot Tub. As he started kissing along her inner thighs. Amy's face was a picture as she tried not to call out.

Simon had taken my words to heart and knew it was time for him to flex his skills. He gave Amy's inner thigh a quick lick before blowing cool air on it. I sank back into the warm water, quickly followed by the others as we watched.

Simon's lips drew closer and closer to Amy's pussy. She let out a gasp as he brushed against them. Simon was working by touch alone and started kissing and licking her folds. Amy squirmed a little as her legs wrapped around his head. He stroked her pale thighs as his lips and tongue worked on her pink pussy.

I checked the clock and looked over to Mira with an enquiringly look. She was staring avidly at Amy as she started to moan softly. I could see by the movement of her arm that she was touching herself under the water. I cleared my throat and Mira looked over to me and then at the clock.

"Time!" Mira said almost as aroused as Amy.

Amy looked annoyed. Blush coloured the beautiful ginger's cheeks and chest. Simon gave her pussy a final long lick, making sure to flick her clit for good measure.

"Right, so who..." Mira said before Simon cut her off.

"If it's all the same to you girls. I'd just like to get on with making each of you cum," he said before diving his face back between Amy's legs.

She gasped as he went to town on her pussy, licking and kissing until she started bucking her hips against his face. Before long she was moaning obscenities.

"Oh fuck, yes, oh! More! More! Right there! ARGH! FUCK!" Amy cried as she clamped her legs around his head.

Her skin was now covered in red blotches as she enjoyed her climax. Finally, she relaxed her legs letting go of Simon's head.

"Right, who's next?" Simon said removing the blindfold, his mouth slick with Amy's juices.

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My fingers glided through my wet folds as I watched Simon move around my friends. Giving each of them the same treatment as Amy. Hannah groaned for ages before he finally managed to push her over the edge. Mira couldn't last more than a few minutes as she had fingered herself the whole evening. I didn't fair much better, but knew I had more opportunities to enjoy Simon's tongue.

As Simon moved away from between my thighs I grabbed his face and pulled his lips to mine. I could taste the mixture of all of my friend's juices on his tongue. My arms wrapped around his neck as I grabbed his waist with my legs, pulling him close. Simon lifted me off the Side of the hot tub. I felt the tip of his cock nudging between my lips before he lowered me onto his thick shaft.

He sat back in the water as I slowly bounced in his lap. The water resistance and buoyancy meant I had to go slow. Gently sliding up and down his thick hard shaft as he held me in the water.

After a long passionate kiss, I jumped off his cock and turned around for him. Simon lined up his cock behind me and slowly slid inside. Water splashed as his thighs crashed into my rippling bum cheeks. Over and over again his thick cock plunged deep inside me.

"Mmm fuck, your cock feels so fucking good baby," I growled as his fingers dug into my hips.

I bucked back with each thrust, slapping my bum against his thighs. My arms braced on the side of the hot tub as my knees rested on the seat. I could feel my friend's eyes on me as we fucked. Reaching over to Mira I pulled on her arm to bring her close. She read my intentions and moved towards me. I wrapped a hand around the back of her neck and pulled her in for a kiss.

"Jesus Beth!" Hannah said in surprise as she watched me tonguing Mira.

I continued kissing my best friend, loving the feel of her tongue stud rubbing against my tongue. Simon, curled his body over me to grope my boobs. He massaged them as his cock flexed inside me.

"Fuck me, baby, argh... Make me cum!" I cried breathlessly as he resumed his thrusting.

Mira's hands replaced Simon's, stroking and teasing my nipples. As I broke into near-constant moans Mira broke our kiss and sucked in my tits. Her hand stroked down my body to rest between my legs. Her fingers strummed my hard clit as Simon fucked me hard. Ripples of pleasure flowed through me at her touch.

Simon picked up the pace as he sensed my increased arousal. Sitting back he fucked me harder and harder, forcing me to push against the wall.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Right there! ARGHH!" I screamed as I came.

Simon didn't stop, he continued fucking me through my moment of bliss. Mira continued strumming my sensitive clit. Causing me to scream out a high-pitched whine. My release grew instead of diminishing, multiple micro orgasms before another huge crash. My pussy clamped around his cock as Mira pulled her fingers away.

"Fuck!" I said breathing hard as Simon eventually pulled out. He was also breathing hard but leaned forward to kiss me.

I turned around and collapsed in my seat enjoying the feel of the warm water. It soothed my tingling clit as I tried to recover.

"My turn!" Mira said as her mouth descended on Simon's cock. Bobbing just above the water line.

Simon gasped as he felt her tongue stud rub along his thick glistening shaft. Perhaps that was why Mira had helped me get off. Impatient for her turn, the little bitch I thought with a smile.

Once she was satisfied with his hardness Mira climbed onto Simon. Her legs and arms wrapped around his waist as she kissed him hungrily.

"The wall! Against the wall!" she growled as she leaned back pulling Simon over to the wall.

She wanted him to fuck her like he had before. It was more awkward for Simon this time. He had to stand precariously on the seat as he rested her body against the cedar-lined walls. He tried his best but couldn't fuck her hard enough. Simon changed position and sat on the side with Mira in his lap. She started grinding her pussy against his hard shaft as they kissed tenderly.

It was getting more romantic and loving than I was comfortable with. But I let Simon indulge himself, trusting him completely. I looked away and checked on my friends. Hannah was laying back and stroking her massive boobs. Her big soft melons looked so fucking hot as they floated in the water. I found myself drawn to them and floated over to her. Her eyes were fixed on Simon and Mira so I surprised her when I came near.

I must have been out of my mind with lust as I gently held her tits in my hands. Hannah looked alarmed but I gave her a naughty smile as I started kissing her skin. She closed her eyes as I played with my friend's boobs, squeezing and teasing her flesh and sucking on her nipples.

Amy gasped as if she didn't know where to look. Hannah wrapped her arms around me pulling my mouth harder against her boobs. I don't know if I was doing this to avoid watching Mira and Simon. But I was getting a thrill of hearing Hannah's moans as I kissed and sucked on her tits. I felt her hands stroking my neck and running down my back. After a while, I felt movement behind me, as Amy moved to join us.

I glanced over to Simon and Mira. She was bouncing hard in his lap now. His hands grasping her bum and helping her fuck his cock. The sounds of splashing mixed with her loud groan each time he bottomed out inside her.

Amy moved next to Hannah and tentatively reached out to touch her boobs. I smiled with encouragement as I moved over to give her room. Hannah closed her eyes, enjoying the way her friends pleasured her. Her plump pink lips looked so inviting I couldn't help myself. She opened her eyes in shock as I kissed her but she didn't pull away. She may have missed girls before but never would have imagined kissing us.

Amy started sucking on Hannah's huge tits as I continued to kiss her passionately. Her lips were soft and tender and soon she gave me access to her tongue. My hands cradled her face as I enjoyed our tender moment together.

"Fuck I love your fucking cock!" moaned Mira as she bounced faster on Simon's cock.

"J'ai hâte de jouir dans ta chatte serrée," Simon growled as he kissed her hungrily.

Mira had her arms wrapped around his neck as Simon fucked her hard.

"Oh! Shit! Argh! I'm close! Cum in me, cum in me! Fuck fill me with your... ARGH!" she screamed as she came hard. Her voice was high and strained as she tensed up.

"Fuck I'm close!" Simon growled as he continued to fuck Mira through her moment of joy.

"Mmm cum in me baby, fill me up with your hot sticky cum," Mira moaned seductively as she kissed him.

I looked at her in pure jealousy as I heard her say the same words I had said to him. Dreading seeing Simon fill my friend with his cum without me feeling him.

I know that makes me sound like a bitch. But when I wasn't in control of the situation it felt like Simon was cheating. I know that sounds insane.

"Fuck!" Simon said as he pulled Mira off and threw her backwards into the water.

"Hey!" she screamed as she hit the water with a splash.

That broke Amy and Hannah out of our sapphic moment together.

"Shit sorry Mira!" Simon said sliding into the water and grabbing her.

"Ow!" he said as she slapped him across the face.

"That's for bucking me off," she said with a stern look. Then pulled him towards her for a long sensual kiss.

"That's for making me cum so hard. Next time cum inside me," she said looking into his eyes almost lovingly.

Simon glanced at me and saw the jealousy on my face. He gently moved back from Mira and relaxed back in his seat.

"Perhaps we should call it a night?" he said trying to gauge my feelings.

Seeing his concern for my feelings dampened my jealousy and I wanted to continue. I smiled and shook my head.

"Oh no, no, no. You said you could handle all four of us at once," I said giving him a fake disappointed look.

"Well that doesn't sound like a gentleman," Hannah said through heavy breaths.

"Oh. Alright then," Simon said moving towards us.

I pulled back letting him have Hannah and Amy to himself. Amy was quick to pull him close to her for a kiss.

"Don't cum until I tell you," I whispered to him before moving away.

I turned to Mira who had floated over to the other side of the hot tub looking flushed.

"You ok?" she asked as I swam right next to her.

"Do you fancy Simon?" I asked her directly, having no time for bullshit.

"What?" Mira said a little surprised.

We were distracted by giggling and looked over to see Simon pulling Amy out of the water.

"He fucks you differently to Amy and Hannah. It's like you are both into each other or something," I said feeling pretty drunk now.

"Oh sorry. It's just how I fuck. Don't get me wrong I like Simon a lot. He's pretty hot, kind, funny and has a great cock. But he's not my type long-term. Besides, even if I was into him, he's obsessed with you," Mira said. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into a soft hug.

I let her kiss my neck as our bodies entwined. Our slippery nipples rubbed together as her lips caressed my neck. I twisted to sit in her lap facing the others, feeling Mira's arms wrap around my waist.

Amy knelt on the seat opposite, her legs straddling Hannah who was wedged underneath. Simon stood behind Amy and thrust his thick cock deep inside her. The redhead moaned as Simon pounded her sweet little pussy. The water bubbled and churned around them as they fucked.

"You like watching him fuck us don't you," Mira whispered in my ear as her hands reached around to stroke my boobs.

"Mmm, I love it," I whispered back as she slid a hand down my body.

"You're a kinky little slut aren't you," Mira whispered again as she nibbled my ear. One hand continued to stroke my boobs as the other reached between my legs.

"Oh! Yes, I love watching my friends moan as he fucks them," I gasped as her fingers reached my pussy.

"You like people watching you too. You like the attention. You like thinking they're jealous of you," Mira growled. As we both watched Simon plough his thick cock into our ginger friend.

"Argh! Yes, fuck me! Harder! harder!" Amy wailed. Hannah started stroking her pussy, adding to her pleasure.

-Thwack!-

Simon's hand delivered a hard spank on Amy's pale bum cheek, causing a faint red handprint.

"Fuck! Again!" Amy moaned earning another two Spanks.

"Oh shit so fucking good!" Amy said. Her voice cracked with emotion.

"You like thinking we're all jealous of you. Because you get to have Simon whenever you want," Mira whispered.

Her tongue slipped out and licked down my neck. Her fingers found my sensitive clit and rubbed it hard.

"No," I lied between moans as Mira continued to play with me.

"Don't lie. You didn't like that we didn't fancy Jamie. He was a twat with a small cock. You like us wanting your guy, don't you bitch!" Mira growled as she pinched my nipple.

"Argh!" I moaned in a mix of pain and pleasure.

Her words turned me on so much. Was I so much of a bitch that I got pleasure from teasing my friends? She had never spoken to me like this before. I fucking loved it!

Amy moaned at a higher pitch now. Her bum cheeks were bright red from Simon's spanks. Hannah continued furiously straining Amy's clit as Simon continued to fuck her.

"Can you handle more?" Simon grunted as his body strained with the effort of thrusting his thick cock into her. How the fuck hadn't he cum?

"Oh god yes! More! More!" Amy wailed as she turned round to look at Simon.

Who would have guessed she was so into rough play?

Simon wrapped his hand around Amy's long braid of red hair and gently pulled. Her head raised back and her eyes went wide as she felt his dominant touch.

"Mmm well, you're right. We do want him. All three of us. If he let us, we would be his little cum whores" Mira giggled as she slipped a finger inside me.

"Oh god," I grunted as I came close to another orgasm.

Watching Simon abuse Amy whilst Mira had her finger inside me was almost too much.

"If Simon merely winked at me I would drop to my knees for him. Anytime anywhere. I would even do it in front of you," Mira groaned as she slipped in another finger.

Simon pulled Amy's hair harder causing the ginger to arch her back. Hannah started kissing her pale boobs, her fingers still stroking between Amy's legs. Amy had to hold onto Hannah's shoulders to keep balance as Simon fucked her hard. He let go of her braid and wrapped his hand gently around her throat. Pulling her vertically.

"Let me know if this is too much bitch!" Simon growled.

He was like a completely different guy. Dominant and aggressive. He knew what she needed in a sexual partner and morphed into it. Fuck he would make the perfect male prostitute.

"Mmm so fucking good," Amy groaned before Simon pulled her into a rough kiss.

"Argh!!" I growled loudly as Mira curled her fingers inside me, rubbing her thumb over my clit.

"Oh, you're so fucking lucky to have him. Lucky he wants you more than us," Mira said as she sucked on my neck.

"I know!" I groaned as I watched my lover brutally fuck my friend.

"Jouis pour moi, salope. Laisse-moi t'entendre crier!" Simon shouted. His loud voice startled all of us.

"Fuck!!! Argh!!! I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming! ARGHH!" Amy screamed at the top of her lungs.

Simon thrust one final time and then held still. His cock buried inside her as he wrapped an arm around her waist. His hand clutched her jaw, holding her sweaty blotchy face to his lips.

Amy spasmed, losing control as she had the biggest orgasm of her life. Simon caressed her cheek with his lips as his hands stroked her tenderly.

"Fuck! That was so hot!" groaned Mira into my ear.

"You think Amy doesn't want to do that again?" She continued as her fingers stroked inside me.

"Mmm, argh!" I moaned as Mira sent shivers of pleasure through me.

"We're going to lose our minds if we can't fuck him," my best friend said as she brought me close to another release.

"Arghh!! He's... mine," I moaned as I watched Simon kiss Amy's neck as she finally stopped spasming.

"His heart's yours. That's obvious to everyone. But let us share the rest," Mira said as her fingers moved like a blur.

"Oh!!! FUCK!!! ARGH!!!" I wailed as I climaxed again.

The others looked over to see Mira give me a sweet, delicious release.

"Ahh!, ok... but... only... if... I'm... there... too," I groaned through panting breaths. Knowing I would fucking love it.

"Mmm good girl," Mira said pulling my chin around for a proper kiss.

Simon laid Amy back in the water before coming over to me. I saw the disappointment in Hannah's eyes that she wasn't getting attention.

"You good?" Simon mouthed to me as he gently pulled me from Mira's lap.

"Mmm perfect," I whispered feeling relaxed and satisfied.

"You wanna go to bed?" he asked as he held me in his arms. My legs wrapped around him as he cuddled me.

"You still have Hannah to go," I whispered, kissing his neck.

"Fuck I don't know if I can last much longer," Simon groaned as I felt his hard cock rest against my pussy.

"You don't have to last, let yourself go. Just not inside. That's all for me," I cooed as I rubbed my nose against his.

"Je crois que je suis en train de tomber amoureux de toi," Simon whispered as he broke our kiss and looked into my eyes.

I felt his gaze delving into my soul. Trying to tell me something deep from his heart.

"Je t'aime," I whispered. Seeing his eyes light up.

"I thought you hadn't paid attention in French class," he said kissing me tenderly.

"Don't ask for more unless you need to know where the library is," I giggled enjoying the way he held me.

It felt so warm and comfortable in his arms. There was no other way to describe it than feeling at home.

"Now make Hannah cum, then we can go to bed," I said letting a yawn escape my lips.

He kissed me once before letting me float away and turned towards Hannah. Amy collapsed in her seat, sinking until only her head was above the water. A small smile played on her lips as she closed her eyes, enjoying the warm water bubbling around her.

"Is it finally my turn?" Hannah said with mock frustration.

"Everyone knows you leave the best till last," Simon said as he reached for Hannah and pulled her into the middle.

"Not rough like Amy," she said with a hint of nervousness.

"Shh, let me look after you," Simon said as he wrapped her in his arms.

I sat back and watched as he kissed her tenderly, his palm caressing her cheek. Hannah soon melted into him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Simon moved backwards until he was sitting next to me, pulling Hannah onto his lap.

She was already grinding her pussy against his cock when she opened her eyes to look at me.

"Fuck you're so lucky," she said, biting her lip as Simon sucked on her neck.

"No. He's the lucky one," I said reaching for Hannah's big pillowy boob.

"Oh," was all that escaped her lips as I started massaging her chest.

Simon's hands ran down her back as Hannah rocked her hips back and forth. Slowly rubbing her pussy along Simon's thick shaft.

"God you make me feel so fucking good," Hannah groaned as I sucked her nipple into my mouth.

I wasn't sure if she meant me or Simon but that didn't matter. My tongue flicked over her hard nipple as I sucked it hard.

Simon held onto Hannah's hips and she started moving more vigorously. She titled back from him allowing greater access to her boobs.

"Oh no! No! No! Why... am... I... so... close!" she growled in frustration as she felt her release nearing rapidly.

"This is just the warm-up," Simon grunted. Hannah started trusting her hips, increasing the pleasure coursing through her body.

"Fuck Argh!" Hannah moaned pulling close to Simon.

I just managed to pull my head out of the way. Once she relaxed Simon raised her out the water. Hannah clung on for dear life as my lover's cock cleared the water line and he slowly slid inside her.

"Oh shit!" Hannah groaned as she felt his thick cock stretch her. Simon sat back down with Hannah straddling him.

I moved back to let them enjoy each other. Looking over to my friends I saw Amy nestling her head in Mira's neck as they cuddled.

I lay back in the water and closed my eyes enjoying the blissful atmosphere. When I next looked over at Hannah and Simon they were kissing passionately. He was letting her fuck him however she wanted. It appeared Hannah wanted lovey-dovey romantic sex.

They moved together slowly and sensually. Hannah slid up and down Simon's shaft as their lips explored each other. I found I wasn't as jealous watching them as I had been with Mira. Perhaps what she had said to me earlier had sunk in a little.

Simon gently started to speed things along and soon Hannah was bouncing hard on his cock. Her big boobs flopped around, right in front of Simon's face. He buried his face between them as Hannah bounced harder and harder.

"Shit he's so fucking deep," she grunted as her bum kept smashing hard into his lap.

It didn't take long before Hannah enjoyed her second release. Simon held her close as she shivered on top of him. I saw her whole body quivering before she collapsed, breathing hard.

"Don't... say... that's... the last... time," Hannah said breathlessly as she lay her sweaty forehead on Simon's.

"Only if I can suck on those melons again," I said with a smile at my tired friend.

"Is there anything you want to do before we get out? I'm afraid I need my bed pretty bad," I said. Feeling sleep start to claw at me.

"Well yeah, there is. If Hannah is up for it," Simon said eyeing my sweaty big-titted friend.

She smiled weakly in agreement and started kissing him again. After a little make-out session, Simon pulled Hannah off him and sat on the side of the hot tub.

His cock was somehow still hard and begging to cum. How the fuck had he lasted so long? He held onto Hannah's mammoth tits and gently guided them to his cock.

Hannah giggled as she read his intention. Simon started rubbing his hard cock between her soft pillowy tits. She sucked on her bottom lip as she pushed her tits together, using them to stroke Simon's thick cock.

His cock was slick from the water and he slipped effortlessly between Hannah's soft globes. She started bobbing up and down rubbing her tits on either side of his thick hard shaft. She looked into his blue eyes as he let out a soft groan. Hannah leaned her chin down to her chest and stuck out her tongue. Flicking it along the tip of Simon's cock as it thrust up.

"Argh! I'm close," Simon groaned in surprise.

"In my mouth! Cum in my mouth!" Hannah wailed like a slut opening her mouth wide.

Simon placed the tip of his cock on her lips and spurted his heavy load on her tongue. Some ran down the corner of her mouth as she gripped his cock with her lips.

Once he finished Simon moved back over to me. Holding me in a close embrace and kissing me tenderly. Reaffirming his connection to me above the others.

"You ready for bed?" I asked Simon kissing him on the nose. He nodded and the others followed us out of the hot tub.

As we reached Simon's room we all hugged each other goodnight. The girls enjoyed a goodnight kiss from Simon before they dragged themselves off to bed.

It felt natural to sleep naked with Simon and I loved the way his warm body felt holding me. We were too tired to do much more than kiss and before long drifted off to sleep.

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Simon woke early and said he was meeting Bridgitte, Pierre and François for breakfast. I was too tired to go with him and lazily headed back to my room to pack. I felt a tinge of sadness as we waited for the coach. Mr Gilbert did a head count and was pleasantly surprised we were all there.

There was a mad scramble for the back seats in the coach but the girls managed to grab them. Simon sat near the window, wearing his horrible baggy hoodie and jogging bottoms.

"They're comfortable!" he said at my disapproving look when I saw them.

"Well at least there's easy access," I whispered.

"God you're insatiable," He said as he cuddled me.

The trip was long but I had fun cuddling and talking with Simon. He taught me some French and I tried to describe my family to him.

I didn't neglect my friends though. Every time we stopped for a break we would swap places. Simon didn't do anything with the others though. Just chatted with them. We got some looks from our classmates. Noticing how affectionate Simon and I were to each other. Jamie was too busy with Sarah to throw much shade our way.

Things only got spicy after dark. As soon as the lights dimmed I felt Simon's hand slide along my bare thigh. Who's insatiable now? I thought as his fingers moved between my legs. I had worn a skirt hoping we would get a bit frisky. We kissed passionately as he started stroking my pussy. No one could see us in our dark corner but knowing my classmates were all around was such a turn-on.

Simon kissed my neck as he pulled my thong to the side. I tried to conceal my moans as he started stroking my hard wet clit. Thankfully the girls in front of us were talking loudly. Simon slipped two fingers inside and used his thumb to stroke my hard clit.

"Mmm, Fuck!" I moaned a little louder than was wise.

Simon clamped his hand over my mouth as his fingers continued fucking me. Mira was sitting next to us in the back row. She could see what we were doing now her eyes were adjusted to the dark. She leant over to Hannah and whispered in her ear.

Simon's hand slipped off my lips and I let out a deep guttural moan.

"Shh, be quiet honey," Simon whispered as he curled his fingers and stroked my g-spot.

After a few more minutes I felt the tell-tell signs of my impending release. Pleasure washed over me as I held onto the seat in front. I grunted in Simon's hand as my pussy clamped hard around his fingers.

"God you look so cute when you cum," Simon smiled as he pulled his fingers from under my skirt.

He popped his sticky fingers into his mouth and sucked them clean.

"Your turn," I whispered as I leaned down to rest my face in his lap.

I felt his hard cock in his jogging bottoms and quickly fished it out. It felt hot and sweaty in my hand as I lowered my lips over the tip. His thick shaft tasted salty as my tongue danced along it. I sucked hard on his tip and stroked what I couldn't fit in my mouth. I knew Simon could last forever as proven last night. But I did my best to make him cum. Licking and slurping on his cock, coating it in spit as I lovingly tended to it.

He didn't keep me waiting too long before I felt his cock swell in my mouth. Warm salty cum filled my mouth as Simon grunted his release.

I wiped the trickles of cum that leaked from my mouth as I sat up. Mira looked around at the rest of the coach and quickly pulled on my neck. We shared a quick cummy kiss as she lapped up the residue in my mouth. I pulled back quickly and shot her a shocked look.

"Sorry. Couldn't help it. Not after hearing you two go at it," Mira said looking regretful.

I smiled and held her hand to let her know I wasn't angry. We played a few more times during the dark hours before grabbing a few hours of sleep.

When we pulled up to the school I saw my parents waiting for me in the car park. I wasn't ready to explain everything about Jamie and Simon. But my Ex took that out of my hands by walking off the coach hand in hand with Sarah.

Simon followed me off the couch and watched as I ran over to my parents. He said goodbye to the girls and headed over to a guy on his own. I guessed it was his Dad.

I watched his Dad give Simon a huge hug. There was a lot more said in that hug than just a father missing their son for a week. When I followed my parents to their car I was surprised to see Simon and his Dad following us. They had parked next to each other which seemed a strange twist of fate. Simon glanced at me and smiled warmly as we reached the cars. I couldn't help it, I ran to him and jumped into his arms.

Our parents watched with surprise as we kissed each other goodbye. It was stupid because we would see each other in a day or so at school.

"Who's that then," Mum asked as I got in the car.

Dad either hadn't seen or was pretending he hadn't. Not ready for that conversation.

"Oh. That's just my boyfriend," I said as I watched Simon out of the window with a beaming smile.

Simon met my parents the next weekend. My Mum loved him from the start, especially as he brought her flowers. Dad was a little less keen, as Dad's usually are. But as soon as he got to know Simon he quietly approved of him. It was sweet to see Simon stuttering around my parents at first. Knowing how nervous he was made me love him a little bit more.

His dad was a lovely man but heartbroken about his wife. They had a close bond and it was nice to hear them both tell stories of Simon's mum.

We dated for the rest of 6th form. Simon indulged all my twisted kinky fantasies. We fucked out in public a lot. The thrill of nearly getting caught turned me on like nothing else. There were a few close calls but we never got in trouble.

Mira and the girls never pushed me to let them play with Simon. He was adamant that he didn't need to, that I was the only girl he wanted. There weren't loads of opportunities whilst we still lived with our parents. But there were several steamy encounters with all three of the girls.

After college Simon worked full-time at the Snow Centre. I got a job In a hair salon and it wasn't long before we moved into our first little rented flat. The girls went to university but stayed in touch. All three played with us whenever they came back from uni. Mira was the keenest and we started doing more stuff together.

As with all things life moves on and people change. Marriage and kids put a stop to our liberal sexual ways. I was the first to suggest Simon speak French to the kids at home. I felt like it was important for Simon's Mum. I'm still not very good but try. The kids are fluent and enjoy teasing me on my pronunciation. We go back to Courchevel most years to see Brigitte and Simon's family. It now feels like a second home.

It's been nearly twenty years since the ski trip. Simon still makes me feel like a horny teenager every day. I dread to think how I would have turned out without Simon in my life. He makes me a better person and I will always be grateful to him for that.