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Well, I’m not one
to let winter get me down…..well at least after complaining about it for 2
months anyway. I know I always complain
in the fall when I can’t get out to the beach and all, but come Christmas time
I usually begin to adapt. I’ve gotten
back into snow boarding and have been out a couple of times and have been
keeping pretty busy. A couple of weeks
ago we had this snow storm that dumped 16 inches of snow on us and it was
really cold after that and we almost froze but then last week it turned warm. I mean really warm for February. It got up to 50 F one afternoon and felt like
a heat wave. I almost wanted to go out and start on my tan but what we did do
was just about as much fun.
It was a week night so we didn’t
get to enjoy it during the day, but at home Karen and I got talking about how
nice it was and started getting silly like we often do. I remembered this story that I had read a
year or so previously on the Internet about these girls who had this naked
snowball fight. The girls were in
college and the challenge was to see who could outlast whom
before running for her clothes. We got
talking about it and started to dare each other to give it a try. Well Karen
wasn’t too cool on doing it naked so we decided to do it in our bikinis. After
agreeing, we ran to our rooms to change before we could change our minds. We met by the back door looking for our boots
and gloves. Karen had a cute pattern
bikini that she often wears and I pulled out one of my favorite suits, which
hadn’t been out since September. It was my tanning suit and wasn’t the best
choice for this kind of activity because it was one of the tiniest ones I
owned.
It was so funny pulling on my
boots wearing nothing more than a minimal bikini. Karen was laughing her head
off all the time repeating, “I can’t believe we are doing this.”
Just as we finished with our
boots, Sue, our other roommate came home.
She just looked at us with her mouth open before saying, “What the hell
are you guys up to now?”
We told her what we were planning
and tried to convince her to join us, but she is the sensible one (
aka
boring) and said she’d just watch or
so she said. We told her to put some hot
chocolate on for when we came in.
I ran back to my room to get my
ski gloves and knit hat. When I came
back I caught myself in the hall mirror and couldn’t help but laugh. I was standing there with my knit hat on and
snow boots, gloves in hand in a tiny white string bikini that barely covered
the essentials much less provided any warmth.
It was a sight you don’t see too often that’s for sure. My hat alone covered more of me than my
entire suit. My nipples, which were
barley covered by my top, were already quite hard and noticeable and we hadn’t
even gone outside yet.
I flicked on the outside spot
light, pulled on my gloves and got ready to head out when Karen screams, “Your not tuning the lights on are you.
“How the hell are we suppose to see if we don’t turn the lights on. We’ll kill ourselves
in the dark” I explained.
At that point she wanted to
chicken out but I wouldn’t let her. I
grabbed her around the waist and all but pushed her out the door. I couldn’t help but feel the cold air as it passed
over all my bare skin. Our entire bodies were immediately covered completely by
goose bumps.
I let Karen go once I wrestled her
outside and went to adjust my top back in place after the struggled forced one
of my boobs to pop out. It was then that
I realized how hard this was since I was wearing thick ski gloves. I had just
gotten my boobs tucked back in when Karen threw her first snowball in my
direction. I ran out off our little deck
to escape her attack. It was hard
running in the snow but I got far enough away that I was out of her range and
quickly make a snowball and attacked her.
I was laughing so hard tears were running down my cheeks.
We went back and forth for a few
minutes with neither of us really landing a hit. Then Karen came at me, more throwing handfuls
of snow at me than making snowballs out of it.
It proved rather effective, as I had to retreat under a shower of flying
snow, a fair amount of which landed on me.
I backed up towards the walk where I could stand easier, only to fall
backwards over a large pot that had been buried under the snow. Oh man talk about cold. Worse yet as I tried to get up Karen dumped
more snow on me from the front.
Karen was laughing her head off at
me as I struggled to get up. I was busy with my immediate problems and didn’t
notice Sue sneak up from behind. Just as
I was getting up I felt a tug at my neck and before I knew what was happening I
felt my breast pop free from my top. I instinctively went to cover up and run
away as Karen renewed her attack from the front. I escaped thanks only to Karen doubling over
laughing.
I was now on the other side of the
yard and realized that Sue has not only untied the strap around my neck but the
one on my back as well. With that I
yelled, “Ok so
that’s how you want to play.” And ran after her leaving my
bikini top lying in the snow.
Shoveling the snow proved more
effective than taking the time to make snow balls out of it so I just shoveled
up a couple of scoops of snow and let Sue have it. She let out a scream and ran off behind her
car, which was parked in the driveway.
While I went after Sue, Karen hit me right in the side with a good one
that hurt pretty good so I retreated off behind a bush
and we had a break as we all recovered.
I took the time to brush some of the snow off and check out the scrape I
was now sporting from Karen’s hit. That
snow is not only cold, but also hard.
We were all yelling back and forth
which I was certain must have alarmed the neighbors to what we were doing but
we were too caught up to notice. There I am standing behind a bush in snow
boots, hat, gloves and just a tiny little white bikini bottom that by now was
showing almost all of my butt. I tried to tug it back
in place but found that the only place I could get my gloved fingers under it
was in the very front and in the center of my butt crack in the back. Not exactly the most glamorous thing to do
but it got my suit back in place fairly effectively. As I did, I looked down and saw my nipples
puckered up and sticking out like I had never seen before. My nipple rings were now hanging suspended a
little away from the rest of my breast because my nipples were so long and
hard. My areolas were also all puckered
up as well.
I was kind of stuck where I was
and I felt a little shiver roll up my back since we had been out there for
maybe 15 minutes by now. If I went after
Karen, Sue would have a clean shot at me from the side. I thought about running around the front of
the house but wasn’t to keen on running out in the open half naked. I decided
to go after Sue since she was closer and apparently had joined the game. I made up a couple of snowballs and went on
the offensive.
I hit Sue from behind and she
screamed and ran. Unfortunately Karen
used the opportunity to through a few my way.
I ducked and quickly made a couple of more snowballs as I chased Sue out
into the yard and away from the house. As I did Karen attacked me from behind
hitting me in the back and I screamed.
Again it hurt like hell. Snow
isn’t exactly that soft when it hits bare skin.
I ran after her and dumped more
snow on her. As I did Sue dumped it on me.
I had to retreat and ran out into the yard boobs jiggling wildly as I
did. Now I was getting cold. I couldn’t believe Karen was still out. Just then I saw the lights come on in our
neighbor’s back yard. I’m standing in
the middle of our yard and feeling a little exposed since a lot of the bushes
were bent down and crushed by the snow. With all the lights on it wouldn’t be
hard to spot me so I snuck behind some bushes and made my way back though the
edge furthest away from our neighbor’s yard.
I was nearly to our driveway when
both Karen and Sue let loose on me.
Again I complained that it wasn’t fair two against one but that didn’t
seem to stop them. I dodged a couple of
snowballs and got hit by a couple of others.
As they moved in on me, Karen slipped and I grabbed her. She tried to get way but I pulled on the tie
to her bikini top. She let out a
scream. I had my hand on the one around
her neck when I felt a tug at me right hip.
She had grabbed the tie to my bikini bottom. I looked down and it hung loosely from my
right hip and as I reached for it, Karen slipped away and ran towards the
house. I had had enough by then as well
and ran towards the house holding my bikini bottom up as I ran.
Once inside the warmth of the
house we both fell to the floor laughing hysterically. Karen holding her bikini top to her chest and
me completely naked as I had let the string to my bottom slip
out of my hand. Sue followed us in and
joined in the laughter. I complained
that they had ganged up on me but they just continued laughing.
After we calmed down enough to
take off our boots and gloves Karen and I ran to the bathroom to get our
robes. We were still laughing and
giggling as Sue handed us each a cup of hot chocolate. We had a second cup and after a couple of
minutes the chill was gone.
Eventually we sat down on the couch and I showed them the scrapes they had
given me where they had hit me. All in
all I got hit by four snowballs and my skin was red and scraped were they had
hit me.
We all laughed and joked about it
for the rest of the evening and all agreed at how much fun it was and how we
barely felt the cold. I guess all the
running around and trill of the moment had kept us from thinking about the cold.
Carrie
Carrie1p@hotmail.com