Girl Posse Ski Aspen - It Begins

Nikki and The Girl Posse, Ski Aspen

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Two quotes come to the forefront when I think of skiing with my Girl Posse.

"The sport of skiing consists of wearing three thousand dollars' worth of clothes and equipment and driving two hundred miles in the snow in order to stand around at a bar and get drunk." ~ P. J. O'Rourke

And " The only thing better than being a girl is being one of the girls!" Author unknown.

My girlfriends and I traveled to different locales to spend time together - partying, enjoying good food, sipping fine wine, dancing, and indulging in some naughty and kinky fun. Just call us the Girl Posse. Over the years, the Girl Posse has expanded. We are now scattered all over the country and around the world. Bringing the entire Posse together can sometimes be challenging.

But when I call, the Posse comes. I'm Nikki Madison, and I'm the Girl Posse Leader. On this trip, eight girls, including yours truly, answered the call. Willow, Olivia, Heather, Bay, Clare, Pepper, and Harper joined me for the week to ski and frolic in one of the world's most famous ski areas.

We play and party together. And we share each other. One would say we are all good friends with benefits. And my cock, tongue, and anus is the common denominator. We are a unique group of women. To discover our uniqueness, read on.

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This story contains sexual activities and situations between consenting adults. All characters are above the age of eighteen. Any similarity to any individual, living or deceased, or location is coincidental and unintended.

Please bear with me as I set the stage for you. The story will be told in the first person; however, I plan a few diversions to provide you, the reader, with a different viewpoint. There are eight days in our week, and eight women are members of the Posse. I am planning eight viewpoints. Let's first meet the Girl Posse.

Eight Sluts With the Morals of a Man

We are women who wield a profound power because we are in full possession of our own sexuality. Simply put, each of us is a woman who takes her pleasure as a man does. That means to fuck without guilt or remorse; when the sun comes up, our bodies are still our own. We all misbehave; the level of our kink and naughtiness varies.

As does the level of our skiing expertise. We are in Aspen to ski, but we are here to have fun, enjoy each other's company, and be naughty with each other and new friends we might meet. We are eight sexually promiscuous women or rather four naturally born women and four non-op transwomen that are good friends... with benefits.

In my young life, primarily during my airline career, I crossed paths with each one. But let's talk about my seven girlfriends:

There's Clare Russo, whom I first met during my travels to San Francisco. She's a brunette with a perky booty, enhanced boobies, and living full-time as a woman. Clare is in the hospitality business in Las Vegas. She's a bartender with something extra in her panties. I'm always welcome in Clare's bed, when I get to Vegas. Clare is always game for a Posse Vacation. Since our Erotic Exotic Halloween adventure, Clare and Pepper have become inseparable. She's accepted the Food and Beverage Management position at the Nob Hill Hotel. Clare will soon move back to San Francisco to live with Pepper.

I've known Willow Nelson and Harper Chapman since my airline days in Scottsdale. I spent many layovers at my friend Victoria Moreau's house. Willow has a dancer's body, which is very firm and tight. She's a ravishing brunette with a sizable bust. Willow dances in Clubs for a living.

Harper's introduction was rather accidental. She was a party extra at one of Victoria's bashes. I'll never forget the black spandex leggings that encased her booty but somehow hid her bulge. The leggings were tight and emphasized every inch of her lower body. And then she allowed her bulge to become visible. She's adorable; she's innocent, and she's trans, too. Willow and Harper are significant others, and they are soon to be married.

When I relocated to Dallas, they moved with me. They are now the owners of my Dallas house. Willow is an exotic dancer and headliner at one of the top Gentlemen's Clubs in the country, the Cabaret Royale. Harper works in a management position at my former airline.

Heather is a true Chicago beauty. Heather Adams is all woman; blonde, fit, and athletic with long legs, a perky booty, and nice melons. We met at a Convention in Miami Beach and have continued our kinky adventures from the moment we first met at the Dakota's hotel pool. She's now divorced. This is Heather's first Girl Posse trip.

Pepper, ah Pepper Lombard, she's another special girlfriend from the San Francisco area. Her smooth, brown skin tones accentuate her long legs, pear-shaped booty, and ample bustline. Pepper owns three high-end clothing boutiques: one in the Berkeley Hills, one in Lower Pacific Heights, and the most recent in Hayes Valley. She has an air of sophistication and has led a life full of twists and turns. If you're looking for an erotic adventure, you will want Pepper as your ebony wing person. You'll never have any regrets. Pepper's personality captivates you.

I first met Bay Lawson during my college years at the UMD. She was a talented college athlete and a naughty college friend. Bay was a Girl Posse member before the Girl Posse earned its moniker. After college, Bay and I lost track of each other. She stayed in touch with mutual friends Naomi and Avery. Dr. Lawson recently moved back to the DMV. We reconnected right after my transition.

Then there's Olivia Callahan. She lives and works on the Delaware shore. She's an APN working as an RN in the emergency room at a local Coastal Hospital. We have an intense and passionate relationship. We're not exclusive, but we might as well be. We share sexual partners equally. We've even considered living together.

Olivia's body is bronze, athletic, and fit. I love her round, perky booty with a perfect shelf. Her boobies are natural with a nice shape, although smaller than my implants. She wears her black hair in a ponytail, but when she lets her hair down, she sparkles. When you look into her eyes, you become mesmerized.

Then there's me, the common denominator. The glue that keeps the posse together. The cruise director who keeps things magical.

My name is Nikki Madison. I was born a boy but became a woman, a transwoman to be precise. My boobies are implants - D-cup augmentation now. I have had other surgeries to enhance my feminine appearance. I will remain non-op. I love being a sex toy. I am kinky. I am a slut, and I love it.

My weight hovers around 140 pounds. I have great legs, and on the plus side, my round, perky booty has always been one of my greatest assets. I am small in stature at 5'8". I am very athletic and enjoy keeping my body toned and in shape. I was always playing sports. Swimming, kayaking, and jet skiing are terrific spring and summer activities, and I am an avid snow skier during the winter.

I live on Fenwick Island and work in the hospitality business on the Delaware shore. I once worked for an airline and have lived in seven cities. I married once, and have had three genuine loves, now working on my fourth. I am very well off financially, and have smart personal and family investments, but that's another story for another time.

We are eight high-energy women who work and play hard.

Aspen- Our Locale

Aspen was once a Victorian mining town; it's now a vibrant community that has ascended to become one of the world's most famous ski areas. Aspen lies in a remote area of the Rocky Mountains along the Roaring Fork River.

This bustling mountain resort area features an impressive collection of four ski areas: Aspen Mountain, Aspen Highlands, Buttermilk, and Snowmass Ski Resort.

We are in Aspen to frolic on the slopes during the day, but we're also here to experience the quaint cafes and historic saloons that channel the rustic sophistication offered in Aspen. Aspen's après-ski kicks off evenings of cocktail and dining that last late into the night. Aspen caters to the lifestyle of the rich and famous. We are eight women eager to embrace that lifestyle for a week in March.

Our chalet is situated in the Aspen East End, just minutes from downtown, and features five bedrooms and six bathrooms within a spacious open-concept living area. It's gorgeous inside and out. Our location and chalet offer the finest of everything rolled into one. The weekly rental price was staggering- five figures- but Willow managed to secure the chalet complimentary for our stay. And we're, she is anyway, worth every penny.

It's Time to Get The Chalet Ready to Party

But before we can get the party started, we need to get the chalet ready. Willow and Harper were the first to arrive, so naturally, Willow will now speak for all of us.

Harper and I took the first flight out of Dallas to Denver. Harper's management priority secured us first-class upgrades. Our connection to the commuter line that services the Aspen/Pitkin County Airport went smoothly, and our landing approach provided spectacular mountain views. Our rental SUV was spacious and ready for us - plenty of room for our luggage and ski equipment.

Harper and I are the Posse's 'Advance Team'. Our mission is to prepare the chalet for the Posse, arrange for the provisions, especially the food and adult beverages, and secure the weekly ski passes for eight. The passes are good for seven days, but only six are ski days.

Our first stop was the Buttermilk Ski Resort. The ski passes are good at all four resorts. Buttermilk was the most convenient stop off Highway 82 into town.

The next stop was the Property Rental Agent. Matthew Easton is the man to see. He's young and handsome. The skier's Bronze accented his facial features. During our brief chat, Matthew gave us good advice on where to dine during our stay in Aspen.

He was impressed that the property's owner, Joseph Brooks, waived our rental fees. He was trying to learn more, but I was vague and ambiguous with my responses. All I said was that Mr. Brooks' firm was a major investor in the place where I work. What I left out was that Joseph Brooks' firm owns seven Gentlemen's Clubs in three cities in Texas. I'm one of his top entertainers, and much more.

Matthew offered to meet us at the chalet to help us prepare it and go over any questions that we might have. As he walked us to the Office's front door, he remarked, "Ladies, I'll meet you within two hours!" He handed us the keys and a local map with directions to the Chalet in East End.

Needless to say, Matthew was mesmerized by us, and he should have been. Harper and I are stunning women who fit snugly into our tight leggings and ski jackets.

I replied, "That's what works, Matthew."

Walking our SUV, I told to Harper, "Girlfriend, I guarantee you Matthew hasn't taken his eyes off our booties? Let's give him a little show." We wiggled our booties to the car, and when we stopped, I gave Harper a passionate kiss.

Sure enough, Matthew was watching and waved goodbye, commenting, "See you soon!" We both smiled and waved back.

We stopped briefly at the Liquor store to confirm that our order was scheduled for delivery later this afternoon. Thomas, the owner, said his driver, Jake, will also pick up and deliver our groceries.

This was Harper's first time in Aspen, so we parked and strolled around the downtown area, browsing a few high-end stores, and stopping by the Hotel Jerome, my favorite hotel in Aspen. We had several crafted cocktails at 'Bad Harriet', the Hotel's bar named after Harriet Wheeler. The bar celebrates powerful women. Harper loved it, and we'll be back for 'The Soiree,' prix fixe dinner.

Harper is always a little frisky after she has had a few cocktails. I must agree that I get playful, too. So, we headed to the Chalet to meet up with Matthew, sitting in one of the deck chairs, waiting for us.

Matthew remarked, Hello again, Harper and Willow. Let me help you with your luggage." He handed me two chilled bottles of Veuve, a French champagne. Harper and I aren't damsels, but we never turn down assistance. Our ski bags were placed in the hall closet, and our bags in the foyer. We threw our ski jackets on the banister.

Matthew proceeded to give us a tour of the entire chalet. It's gorgeous and expansive. On the lower outside deck, the eight-person hot tub was very inviting. There was enough room for everyone, and the view overlooking the valley was spectacular.

As Matthew showed me the snowmobiles storage and other outdoor essentials Harper lingered behind. The chalet has everything and more. As Matthew and I returned to the lower deck, the spa was cranked up.

Harper's leggings, boots, and ski sweater had been discarded on the nearby deck chair. Harper was immersed in the churning bubbles, relaxing in one of the curved seats. Through the foaming water, I could see that she wasn't completely naked. She's much more modest than I am. And I'm sure that Matthew isn't aware of her hidden surprise in her thong.

Harper commented, "Sorry, I couldn't resist. Who wants to join me?"

Matthew smiled but hesitated, replying. "I do, but I don't have a suit!"

I chuckled, "Matthew, don't be so modest. I'll go get the champagne!" Matthew wiggled out of his denim pants and shirt as I hurried off to the kitchen bar to retrieve the bubbly and three flutes.

The Spa is Soothing and Shocking

Given the pile of clothes on the chair, Matthew seemed to be nude in the hot tub. He took a moment to fold his pants and shirt neatly. Harper remarked, "Matthew, your body is toned and fit. Do you get to ski every day?" Pausing, she chuckled, "And what I saw, your cock is nice and toned too!" She teasingly ran her tongue along her lower lip. Giggling, she added, "May I call you Matty?" He sat directly across from Harper.

He replied, "Harper, not every day! And yes, Harper, you may call me Matty." He repositioned his body in the curved chair, giving Harper another glance at his package. Harper's observation was perfect.

Back outside on the deck, it was time for me to get naked, and I am not a bashful person. Remember, I take my clothes off for a living. The first item was my red ski sweater, which I quickly tossed on top of the pile on the chair. I am always a slow tease when I undress, and this afternoon was no different. I purposedly pushed my boobies together. I did not remove my black mid-bust underwire bra that showcased my melons perfectly.

Matthew's eyes stayed focused on me as I disrobed. After all, I was stripping for him. I slowly sat in the chair to unzip my knee-high boots, then swiftly, in one fluid motion, wiggled out of my skin-tight yoga pants, revealing my all-over tan. I was comfortable sans panties today. Once I stood, Matthew, seeing my dancer-toned naked body for the first time, his jaw dropped. I heard a few Wow's coming from his direction. I have the art of the Rizz. I flirt and charm guys effortlessly.

Before stepping into the spa, I poured three flutes of bubbly, handing one to Harper, then another to Matthew. I climbed into the hot tub and sat next to Harper. Matthew's eyes never left my naked body. Through the churning water, I could see Matthew covering his lap. His arms were crunched tightly against his body.

Chuckling, I remarked, "It's okay, Matty. Most guys get hard when I take my clothes off!" I paused, adding, "Matty, one of my biggest turn-ons is knowing that I have turned someone on! And I see that you are clearly turned on!"

I changed seats, so could I sat next to Matty, pushing his hands away from hiding his cock. With my left hand, I caressed his cock to full arousal. Harper slid in next to Matty's left side, pressing her chest into Matty's face, and Matty buried his face into Harper's ample cleavage. Harper whimpered as Matty's tongue traced the inner folds of her breasts.

Harper was smiling, and she is very quick-witted, chimed in, "Babe, when you undress, you always get me hot and hard!" She swiftly climbed onto Matty's lap, placing her booty firmly onto his lap. Matty's hard cock poked under the crease between her cheeks.

Matty was squirming and pulled his head back. He awkwardly looked at Harper, then quizzically at me. Harper was now chuckling; she loved the shock value. Matty was speechless. He was aghast and somewhat puzzled.

Harper pressed her lower torso into Matty's stomach. Yes, she was also fully aroused. Harper's gorgeous cock is impressive. She added, "Don't worry, Matty, it only seems kinky your first time!" She kissed Matty passionately. He kissed her back. I faded to the other side of the hot tub to watch. When Harper's this playful, she aggressively gets what she wants, and right now she wants Matty.

He finally spoke, "Harper, I had no idea!" Matty's arms were wrapped around her waist, and he eagerly pulled her upper body into his muscular chest. Matty held Harper's chin, kissing her gently. They exchanged soft, gentle kisses,

Their kisses linger, Harper tenderly draws Matty's upper lip into her mouth, and they share a moment of sweet release--she lets go of his lip, and he gently releases hers.

Harper moaned and lurched her chest closer into Matty, and his fingers were toying with her nipples lace the lace fabric of her bra. Harper remarked, "Fuck that feels so good!" She presses her chest into Matty's face. He licked and sucked at her firm nipples; with his hands he slightly bounced her boobies.

Harper ran her fingers through Matty's sandy blonde hair, and he moaned loudly. Matty lowered his hands from Harper's waist and started to caress her cock through her G-string... slowly at first, then faster. Harper gasped.

Harper breathing heavily, whispered, "Matty, either you fuck me, or I fuck you! Which is it!" Matty started to answer but was interrupted by the sound of a bell that kept ringing repeatedly.

Matty mumbled, "Someone is at the front door!

The Front Door Bell Chimed

I amusingly replied, "I'll get it!" I climbed out of the hot tub and spotted six large beach/spa towels stacked on an armoire. I wrapped one around my torso, covering my waist and the bottom hem barely covered my pussy. My black mid-bust was exposed. I scooted toward the front door, yelling, "I'm coming, I'm coming!" I could see the delivery person peering through the side glass.

I quickly opened the door, the deliveryman said, "I'm Jake. I have your provisions in my van. I sent a text, but no one... answered. He stopped talking once he realized that I was only wearing a towel. He added, "Sorry to disturb you, Ma'am. I can leave everything on the porch!"

I laughed uncontrollably and could barely reply, but did, "No one has ever called me Ma'am before!" I let the towel drop to the floor. I was having trouble keeping it wrapped around my body anyway. "Jake, I'll give you a hand with the stuff!" Jake was cute, probably early twenties. I grabbed a small bag, and Jake followed me to the kitchen with one of the larger boxes. I could feel his eyes focused on my booty.

He placed the first box on the counter and made three more trips to bring the rest of the boxes inside. I found my cross-body bag with my cell inside. I removed two Jacksons, one Hamilton, and one Grant from my wallet. I'm not a total slut, but watching Harper and Matty made me horny, so when Jake returned, I said, "Jake, my name is Willow not Ma'am." I waved the two Jacksons, " One Jackson if you leave now, or you can stay and help me put away the groceries for both Jacksons!"

Jake looked at his cell, then back at me, replying, "Miss Willow, I'll stay!"

I laid the two Jacksons on the counter and began unpacking the boxes. I stuffed the Hamilton and Grant in my bra. He never asked about them.

Jake helped to unpack the remaining boxes. I put away the perishables, and Jake loaded the kitchen wine cooler. We left everything else on the counter. I could faintly hear Matty and Harper moaning and groaning from the back deck. Jake could hear the noise too. When we were done, he moved closer to me, adding, "My boss said you were hot, but he didn't say you were this hot! How can I earn all the money?" He reached out to hold my naked waist, but I stepped back slightly.

I giggled and teasingly replied, "Jake, men normally pay to touch me, but if you want to forego all of the money, you can join me in the hot tub." Jake stepped back. He looked bewildered by my offer. I shrugged my shoulders as I held out both hands. His eyes appeared to be spinning; he was weighing my offer in his head.

Before he could respond, his cell chimed, "Oh shit, I have another delivery. I've got to go." He gave me another dumbfounded expression, then asked, "Can I come back?"

I was amused, but responded, "Jake, I'll have to think about it! Text me first!"

Jake kissed me on the cheek and, simultaneously picked up the Jacksons, from the countertop, stuffing them into his top pocket. He turned to leave, "I'll take these in case you say no. BTW, Miss Willow, your body is spectacular!" I watched him scurry to the front door.

I returned to the deck and the hot tub to see what Harper and Matty were doing now. Harper was supine on the deck bench that surrounded the hot tub. Matty was hovering over her body getting ready to suck her hard cock. I stopped abruptly at the door as I did not want to intervene yet.

Harper was talking, and she said, "Matty, sweetie, are you surprised?" She paused, waiting for Matty to speak. Instead, he stared into her eyes. Matty eyes went from her cock, up to her eyes, then back to her cock. She tease him by shaking her booty, making her cock a moving target. That's my Harper.

Harper giggled, adding, " Matty stop staring and start sucking!" His hand reached out to touch her, but he stopped. Still chuckling, Harper remarked, "Matty, let me help you!"

I tried to be as quiet as I could. Right now, I just want to watch Harper. I sensed that this was Matty's first time.

Harper slowly moved his hand to her inner thigh, and she guided his fingers around her thighs, then softly whispered, "Matty if had a pussy, what would you do now?" Matty smiled and nodded his head.

The interaction amused me, Matty has sucked pussy, but clearly has not sucked or even touched another cock before. Harper's cock was hard but not yet fully aroused.

Time for Me to Be A Voyeur

Harper's cock is simply magic. When you look at Harper, fully clothed, no one would never know that she sports a cock in her panties that is so gorgeous. And I need to experience her cock every day. But right now, Matty is enjoying Harper's pleasures.

Matty's hesitation now turned to action. He dropped his head into Harper's crotch and started to lick her inner thighs, followed by soft kisses, little bites, then I observed his tongue moving softly against her bare skin. Harper was whimpering at the touch of his lips and tongue twirling around inner regions. His hands rested on her hips.

She was squirming; her whimpers turned to moans. To encourage and help guide him, she whispered, "Matty, lick my balls." And he did. He does know how to take guidance.

Her moans quickened as he instinctively ran his mouth up her now fully aroused shaft. Harper whispered again, "Matty twirl you tongue around my cock head." When he did, her moans became louder. And when he did, I heard a few moans coming from Matty. Harper's upper torso was resting on her elbows.

Watching, I became aroused. It's not like I'm a total slut, more like I'm constantly horny! When that tingly sensation swiftly forms in my clit, it starts to throb, and the feeling is so intense I have to touch my mons. Watching Harper and Matty, I softly caressed my clit, and the thrill was turning into screams. At the moment, I had to muffle my squeals.

Harper was squirming and wiggling her booty. She was on the edge, and she quietly whispered, "Matty squeeze the base of my cock." And with his palm, he squeezed her shaft. A little harder than she expected. Harper gasped and mumbled, "Not so tight! Gentle but firm." Matty loosened his grip.

Matty tried to deep throat her as he attempted to slide his mouth down her shaft. It was too much, too soon! Harper shrieked as his teeth also inadvertently dug into soft skin. When she shrieked, Matty gagged on her cock, pushing his head back, he unconsciously removed his fingers on her shaft. Instinctively, his mouth hovered back over her cock, and with his palm, he tried to re-squeeze her shaft. Matty was not quick enough as her cream spurted all over his face, down her shaft, and onto her stomach.

Caught, Then There Were Three

I was amused, I just had to shriek, but I quickly bit my lips. I thought I had constrained my scream internally. I wasn't successful, as Harper and Matty were staring at me. My fingers were still caressing my mons.

Harper immediately waved for me to join them, commenting, 'Willow, since when are you being so reserved?"

Giggling, I replied, "Babe, I was just content to watch!" I instantly joined them on the bench. Matty appeared a little embarrassed; His face was covered with Harper's cream. I swiftly knelt beside Matty and started cleaning Matty's face with my tongue, swirling Harper's cream into my mouth. I thought I would share, but thought otherwise, quietly whispered, "Yummy!" as I made a gurgling sound, I swallowed all I could. Matty was now calm; he was not as uneasy as he was a moment ago.

I kissed Matty full on the lips, and then kissed Harper, pushing my tongue into her mouth. Taking several deep breaths, Matty sat back, his fully aroused cock was more than ready to be sucked. It was throbbing in my face, and I squeezed his shaft with three fingers. Matty wasn't going to cream until I let him.

Whispering, I said, "Matty your cock is gorgeous!" It was glistening in pre-cum, slightly twitching as I leaned forward to lick his cock tip. I love the taste of a man's juices. I wanted to calm any apprehension he may have had sucking his first cock. I wanted to show him, rather teach him how to suck a hard cock.

Matty moaned at the touch of my mouth on his helmet. I twirled my tongue around the circumcised head. His cock was not huge; it sure was tasty. With my left hand I was steadied his cock, and with my right hand I cradled his balls.

I swooshed my mouth and tongue all over his cock, slowly inching my mouth down his hard shaft. I felt Matty's body tense; he was breathing heavily and trying to bury his moans. He tightly closed his eyes. He reached out to rest his hands on my shoulders.

Harper sat quietly watching me perform my cock sucking skills on Matty's cock. She sat up to kneel beside us. With one hand, her fingers pinched my nipples through the fabric of my mid-bust bra. She leaned in to twirl her tongue around the bra seam that held my boobies in place. I moaned, and her tongue twirling distracted me.

His cock popped out of mouth momentarily, but I rapidly stuffed it back into my mouth, letting me to twirl the cock head with my tongue once more. Kissing my way up then down his shaft, I never released my firm grip on the base. I was in control of his orgasm. I had Matty on the edge.

My clit was throbbing again too. I reached down with my right hand, gently rubbing my mons. Matty finally let out a loud moan. I let go of the base of his cock, gripping his shaft with my mouth, gumming my teeth. Matty screamed as he spurted his cream. I was able to swallow all I could.

His second spurt caught me by surprise. I could swallow most of his cream, letting a little cream leak out of my mouth. I twirled my tongue over my lip, bringing Matty's tasty juices into my mouth.

I quickly stuck three fingers in my mouth, then with the creamed tips, I pushed one finger into Matty's mouth. He licked my finger dry, and I turned to Harper, forcing the remaining gooey fingers into her mouth. She readily accepted Matty's cream.

Two Orgasms, Soon to Be Three

I already had so much pent-up arousal from seeing Harper and Matty experience their pleasure. Harper pushed me supine on the bench, with my head resting on Matty's muscular thighs, hovering over me so that I was underneath her.

She immediately lifted my legs into the air so she could see my dancer shaved pussy. Familiar territory for Harper. She rubbed her thumbs up the sides of my labia, flicking her tongue around my clitoris.

Whimpering I bucked my hips towards her mouth as she sucked my clit grazing over my puffed mons with her teeth. I gently caressed my boobies, pinching both nipples with my fingers. Harper's tongue twirled in a circular motion across my mons, accompanied by soft kisses, gentle licks, a few soft nibbles, and a few warm exhales from her mouth. Harper knows her way around my sex.

As she kissed and licked closer and closer to my pussy, I was breathing heavily, my soft moans were reacting to her subtle tease. Harper was avoiding the ultimate.

Harper spoke softly, "Willow, your pussy is radiant! It's glistening. "She moved her nose closer, still not touching my pussy, and added, "You smell sweet, and I am sure you taste as sweet as you smell." She blew warm air inside my inner thighs. Her fingers were still putting soft pressure on my clitoris. My body was reacting to Harper's attentiveness.

My head was still resting on Matty's thigh. His fingers replace mine on my left nipple, gently squeezing my nipple between his fingers.

With her fingers, Harper gently explored my outer labia lips, softly kissing the folds with her lips, sucking my juices into her mouth with her tongue. My whimpers are now slow moans.

Harper quietly said, "Yum, yum, yum!" As she slowly inched her tongue inside my lips, I raised my legs to give Harper better access. She lifts my butt off the deck, she slid a spa towel underneath my now raised butt giving her full access to my anus. Harper knows what I want, so she gently blows on my puckered opening and softly and sensually licks me. I start to squirm at her soft touch.

My whimpers become louder. My lower body is wiggling. Her tongue is focusing on my taint, gently exploring it's way around my anus. My squirms are now uncontrollable.

Harper Skillfully Has Me On the Edge

Harper slides her stiff tongue back to the edge of my labia lips, softly applying more pressure. My fingers are rubbing my mons, and Harper gently pushes her mouth over my clit. I do not push her tongue away. Harper gently blows more warm air, and my whimpers heighten again.

Harper slowly licked my pussy with long sweeping tongue movements; nice and slow. As she gently open my pussy lips, my wonderful juices begin to flow inside her mouth. My moans heightened, and my excitement increased.

With the next slow sweep of her tongue, I extend my clit to her. She repeats the same tongue sweep. I am on the edge. She briefly pauses to toy with me, then sweep her tongue over my pussy once again. I respond with soft whimpers.

Lowering her head, Harper gently wraps her lips around my clit; She gently sucks on my protruding mons, I moan softly. Using her tongue to stimulate my clit, she gently parts my vagina opening. Her stiff tongue pushes inside my pussy, and she tongue fucks me. I gasp and place my hands on her head. I am right on the edge of the cliff. To push me over Harper gently parts my butthole with one finger, then two.

I screamed, I'm so excited, and my body started bucking, wiggling, and twisting. My pussy was quivering against her lips. Harper continues to tongue fuck me and slowly eases up on her fingers in my anus. I instinctively raise my knees, clamping my legs around her head.

I unknowingly ground my hips into her face; then, I collapsed, releasing my legs, enabling Harper to breathe freely. She wrapped her arms around my legs, gently rubbing her hands over my belly. I take several calming breaths.

Reaching down, I gently grab Harper's elbows to pull her onto my torso and softly speak, "Harper, I need a break." We kissed and hugged. I gently ran my hands over her soft skin. She tightly hugs me back, and we quietly lay beside each other. Our eyes are closed. We were so caught in our pleasure that we had forgotten that Matty was still here.

Matty squirms, trying to release his legs from underneath our heads, resting on his thighs. Opening my eyes, I quietly exclaimed, "Oh, oh!"

Matty speaks for the first time, "Wow, that was exciting to watch!" Harper and I both turn to face Matty. His right hand is squeezing his hard cock. With two quick strokes, his cream drips out of his cock all over his hand. It was not a gush, just a slow drip. Harper gently licks the cream from his clenched hand. Matty's deep sighs calm him down.

All Good Things Must Come to an End!

We are all exhausted. So much for going out to dinner. The sun was setting, and a chill settled outside the hot tub. Harper and I grabbed our clothes and belongings and went inside the chalet. Matty quickly got dressed. Harper and I wiggled back into our leggings. Harper and I did not put on our ski sweaters.

The three of us sat at the kitchen counter. There was enough cheese and crackers to nibble on. We finished the second bottle of Veuve. Matty indicated that he had to 'get going' but made no real effort to 'get going'. Finally, he found his ski parka and said his goodbyes, remarking, " There were a lot of firsts for me. Will I see you again?"

Harper and I embraced Matty and walked him to the door. I replied, "Sure, Matty, let us know when you can join us on the slopes. As our local ski guide, you can teach us all about Aspen. A good deed deserves a reward." I gave him a big eye wink. Harper and I kissed him goodbye.

Before we could go back inside, an SUV's headlights appeared. The Girl Posse was beginning to arrive.

The Posse Arrives

Clare and Pepper were next to arrive. Pepper was driving; Clare was alongside her in the passenger seat. They were strangers to us, as neither Harper nor I had met them personally. But good friends of Nikki's were friends of ours. We greeted them at their SUV to help them unload their luggage.

Their flight left the Bay Area this afternoon for Grand Junction. It was a two-hour drive directly into Aspen. They were exhausted from travelling. We adjourned to the lounge area off the kitchen. It was time to learn more about these two lovely creatures. As we did, I was chuckling to myself. Apparently, I was too loud.

Harper giggling remarked, "What's up with you, Babe? What's so funny?"

I gathered my composure, as I looked first at Harper, then at Clare, and finally at Pepper, I replied, "Ladies, I am in sexual heaven tonight!"

Harper chuckled, as Pepper and Clare looked at me quizzically, I swiftly replied, "How could I be so lucky, I'm enjoying a nice glass of wine with three gorgeous 'chicks with dicks' in their panties!" The room was filled with laughter.

Pepper raises her glass, "Cheers to all the girls!" We went back to getting to know each other.

Very shortly, we heard another car out front. It had to be Nikki and the remaining members of the Girl Posse. We hurried to the front door to greet Nikki, our Girl Posse Leader, and two new friends. And it was. We all embraced. Bay and Olivia, good friends of Nikki's from the East Coast, arrived with you.

The luggage and skis were soon inside the chalet, and we were all quickly sitting around the lounge and the roaring fireplace. The wine flowed freely, as did the conversation. Before the week was over, we would all be good friends with benefits.

Seven Sluts have arrived; Everyone but Heather. Her flight was delayed out of Chicago. Nikki said she would pick her up at the Aspen/Pitkin County Airport in the morning.

There were no fixed room assignments, but at least for the first night, Harper and I took one bedroom while Pepper and Clare another. Then Olivia and Nikki were in a third bedroom. Bay took the fourth bedroom, but tonight she didn't sleep alone; she crawled into bed with Nikki and Olivia. Harper and I slept soundly. We were exhausted from our fun-filled day.

Just Tying Up Some Loose Ends

I did receive a text from Jake. I told him not tonight, but maybe another time. He begged for another chance. I told him to keep texting. Jake needs to think more about what he missed out on. He should have let the money ride. He went for the sure thing. Sometimes you need to take that risk.

Matthew, aka Matty, did send a text, too. He thanked Harper and me for his education today. He said he might be able to free himself on Day Two! We'll see how the week unfolds.

To be continued in the 'Girl Posse Ski Aspen - Day One'

"The hardest thing is to get started, but the really hardest thing is to finish." ~ Yogi Berra is a famous American sports philosopher known for his witticisms.

This story has been submitted for the "YAY TEAM 2025" challenge. The Girl Posse is my Team!

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