Ok, Ok.
Several of you have asked about my weekend ski trip with Lisa. Sorry to disappoint you but it never got warm enough to ski
in my bikini. God it is
February after all. Lisa
tried though. She had me bring it along on Saturday just in case it got
warm enough.
As I’ve said before no trip
with Lisa is uneventful. It
started out with a problem which was probably not fault of Lisa’s. At
least I don’t think she had anything to do with it.
It was a group trip and Lisa and
I had signed up for a double room however the hotel for what ever reason
didn’t have enough rooms. Four
people that signed up for doubles had to combine.
Lisa and I ended up sharing a hotel room with 2 guys from the
club. We had met these guys on a trip last year and I don’t much care
who we room with but 4 people in a small hotel room can be tight
especially when everyone is rushing to get ready in the mornings.
The good news is we get some money back.
Well back to the good stuff. The
first problem was that I’ve sleep in the raw since back in college. I
was going put something on but Lisa, as Lisa does, dared me not to. I was a little reluctant but was too tiered to worry about
it. Everyone was already in
bed talking about where they were skiing tomorrow when I came out of the
bathroom still dressed. I
tried to act causal about it but its not every day that I undress in
front of near strangers. I
pulled my top and pants off and jumped into bed as quick as I could but
not before both guys noticed. Lisa
was giggling as I tucked in under the sheets.
I think they were a bit shocked at my boldness since no one said
a thing until the next morning.
It was late and I slept like a rock until our alarm went off.
Jumping in bed was like a quick
flash since it happened so fast but getting up entailed a little more
exposure. I was going to get up first and get my shower first but
Lisa jumped up first leaving me naked under the sheets. Don and Jeff got up and started to get organized as I
hid under the sheets. I was
going to asked them for something to put on but figured I had better get
use to things like this since I had two more days of this.
The guys certainly didn’t seem to mind my situation. After a couple of minutes Don got up enough nerve to ask me
how long I’ve been sleeping in the nude.
As the conversation switched to me I started to feel the
excitement of being naked in a room with two guys.
It was tough not to be with two pretty fit guys walking around in
their underwear. They both
put on warm-ups which didn’t do much to hide the budge in their pants.
Eventually Jeff finished, having
already put on his long johns in the bathroom.
It was my turn and everyone stopped what they were doing to watch
me get out from under the sheets. I
tried to act like it was no big deal but I think my erect nipples gave
me a way. I hurried into the bathroom but had to come back for my
stuff.
As I was showering Lisa finished
her hair leaving the door open. I
had the shower curtain closed but the idea that people were watching me
kept my excitement level up. I
was starting to enjoy the mild excitement and was loosing my nervousness
as I finished up. I did wrap a towel around me as I did my hair though not
wanting to be too obvious.
When I came out everyone was
ready to go down to breakfast so I just pulled on my warm ups and joined
them. On the way down Lisa whispered in my ear, “I knew that once
you got started you’d have a blast”.
Over breakfast Lisa told the Guys
how I was dieing to go skiing in my bikini.
I reset their expectation back to reality but they were excited
with the possibility. I
have to admit I was getting excited myself at the possibility since the
weather called for some pretty warm weather.
Back in the room I may have got a
little carried away with my excitement.
Since it was such a nice day I decided to try my skis instead of
the snowboard. That way I could wear my lighter stretch pants. A girl
has to have the look to good after all.
I was so aroused but the attention I was getting from the guys I
decided to forgo my long under wear and all other forms of underwear for
that matter. The guys were
falling all over themselves as I pulled up my skin-tight stretch pants.
I kind of modeled them topless got a bit and thought they were
going to cum in there pants. Those pants without the under wear looked
and felt like a second skin. I
pulled a sweater over my braless breasts as was ready to go.
Looking at ourselves in the mirror,
Lisa and I were two hot skier chicks.
I was so turned on that you could see my nipples through the
heavy sweater.
Lisa insisted I bring my bikini
just in case it got warm enough so I stuffed the two small scraps of
cloth in my jacket pocket. It
was then it dawned on me what skiing in a bikini meant.
The idea of going from skiing with pretty much 100% of my body
covered to skiing with considerably less than 1% of my body covered.
Just walking was extremely
stimulating with my sensitive nipples rubbing against the rough wool
sweeter. Once last year I had gone skiing with nothing at all under my
jacket but nipples against smooth nylon is nothing compared to nipples
against rough wool. It was
a little itchy too which only added to the stimulation.
Lisa kidded me several times as I squirmed trying to reduce the
irritation.
We took the bus to the slopes and
got our act together after what seemed like for ever.
I was pretty wound up so I wanted to get going right away.
I guess the excitement was making
even more impatient than normal but again it seemed like forever before
we got everyone together at the top of the lift.
We took a couple of easy runs letting everyone get warmed up.
I, on the other hand was plenty warmed up. I felt more ready for a good day of skiing than I have ever
remembered. I know
the constant stimulation of my bare nipples against my sweater was
making me a very happy girl
Just before lunch we ended up on
this long steep mogul field. OMG. What a run! My
skies weren’t the only thing bouncing down that slope. My nipples were picking up so much sensation that I was
getting hot and I mean hot. I
was breathing hard and only part of it was from the skiing.
I could feel myself getting wet and was afraid I’d have a giant
wet spot in the front of my ski pants.
On the way up the lift I told Lisa that I couldn’t ski that run
that often otherwise my nipples would be rubbed raw.
When I took off my jacket as we
entered the lodge and couldn’t believe all the attention I was
getting. My nipples were still so erect that they could easily be seen
though the sweater.
The after noon went pretty much
the same with my arousal settling in at a comfortable level except when
we’d seek the bumps. I
was amazed I had any energy I had all day.
I felt like I could ski all day without getting tiered.
We had a beer at the lodge bar
before heading back to the hotel. Most
everyone headed down to the outdoor pool and hot tub after we got back.
Lisa wanted me to complete that one dare that had me walk down to
the pool completely naked but I though that was too much around the ski
club so I wore my bikini but that was it. Compared to the other women
that mostly wore one-piece suite, I looked naked.
It was freezing walking outside to the hot tub but boy did it
feel good once I got there. We
had fun about 15 people in this hot tub for maybe 8.
It got a little wild as the beer started flowing. I did manage to
stay in my bikini for the most part I think.
Eventually we headed back to the
room to shower and change. Lisa
got jealous when she came out of the shower and saw Jeff giving me a
nice back massage. Actually it was a good thing she came out when she did.
We ate at the hotel and went out
to this night club after. Sorry I didn’t bring that little black
dress. These ski trips are
pretty casual and that dress would be to much.
Too dressy that is certainly not to much in the way of coverage.
Had a lot of fun but nothing worth writing about.
Saturday night and Sunday were
pretty much more of the same except a little less exciting since
everyone was use to my sleeping attire by then. Just one big happy
family.
I got back to the snowboard on
Sunday. It was a little colder so I wore my snowboarding outfit.
I hadn’t brought any bras with me so I was braless again but I
had to wear a turtle neck under my sweater today.
My nipples couldn’t stand another day rubbing against that
sweater.
Wow, I wrote more than I thought.
All the time I have right now. That’s most of the highlights
anyway.
On
the way home Lisa invited me down to visit her.
I don’t know. I should go visit her but I just know.
Every time I’m around her something happens.