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Subject: {ASSM} Liona's ski holiday (repost) nc?
Date: Tue,  5 Dec 2000 07:10:05 -0500
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Liona's ski holiday

I want to tell you what happened a few years ago when Steve (my
husband) and I went skiing in Europe.   We had been married five
years  (I was 22 and he was 30) and until our holiday he was the
only man I had ever been with. Not because of any lack of offers.
I was voted "sexiest girl of the year" in rag week at college
and I often get guys looking me up and down.

No, I guess my shyness and innocence - naivety or stupidity some
might say - come from my strict, sheltered upbringing.   My parent
wouldn't let me out after nine unless it was a church meeting and
maybe that's why I wanted to get married so soon after I was 18.
I had known Steve a few years - his parent were quite rich but went
to the same church as mine which was where we met.  I assumed
he was as innocent as me although this proved not to be the case.
He only went to church in sufferance.   When I married I was an
innocent 18 year old tee-total virgin and was looking forward to
my role of being a "good" wife for Steve and keeping him happy.
Although I didn't know quite what this was going to mean.

I loved Steve when we married and I love him now,  but boy has he
opened my eyes. At first sex was difficult as Steve expected me to
do things like wear sexy negligees, get stoned with him and suck
his cock.  But when I saw how much all this turned him on I
slowly changed my mind and anyway I knew what my duty was.
I still remember the first time he forced his cock up my rear.

Anyway back to my story.    We stayed in a ski lodge which had a
private sauna up in the woods at the back.  It was seldom used
apparently, except by a few staff,  but it was available to
residents at 7 o'clock - after the staff  had used it.

Now, I'd never had a sauna but Steve said they were great and
persuaded me to give it a try.  I was rather anxious when he
said we had to go naked because since puberty no one had ever seen
me naked except him. But he said nudity was normal in saunas
and anyway we would be alone. So in the end I agreed.

The next evening, having spent a day on the ski slopes,  we walked
up the path into the wood until we found the cabin  beside a
mountain river which fed the plunge pool. It was dark and
chilly by this time but inside it was really warm  and cosy.
We undressed in the anti-chamber besides the plunge pool.
Suddenly I wanted to keep my bra and knickers on but Steve wouldn't
let me.    My firm breasts bounced free and after I had removed
my knickers I stood there feeling a little strange.   Nudity is
not something I have done much of.

Then we went into the sauna proper and I was met by a wave of heat.
The cabin was lined with wood and had benches all around the walls
with one which stuck out into the middle of the small room.   The
light was gloomy and I sat down in the heat while Steve adjusted
the controls.  We had been there maybe ten minutes and I was
starting to relax when suddenly the door opened and this guy
walked in.

I sat up shocked and was about to cover my nakedness when I
realised both the futility of  this which would only draw
attention to my embarrassment but also that he,  the guy,  was
also totally naked. Bold as brass he just sat down opposite me
and said "Hi".
I was shocked and felt myself go red, but he was so casual I just
sat their trying to suppress my embarrassment and the urge to run
for my clothes.  Then Steve said something and they started
chatting.

I just sat there. Looking at the guy.

He was around thirty I guess, ruggedly handsome with a muscular
torso but I found my eyes torn to his cock. I couldn't take my eyes off it.  
   It looked  massive lying across his thigh - maybe 5 or 6 inches long as 
it lay there.   This was at least twice the size of Steve. I was holding my 
breath just looking at it and had to force myself to breath.      Then I 
realised that Steve had just introduced me to him - his name was John -  and 
he was extending his hand to me.  I shock it and felt a tingle run down
my body. His limp cock was foot or so away and I could not look him in the 
eye. I tried to join the conversation and after a few minutes I relaxed a 
bit,  but my eyes kept on being drawn to look at his cock and had to force 
myself to look away.  I just couldn't believe we were all have a normal 
conversation about the skiing.

Then the door opened again and a second guy came in. He too was
completely naked.  He paused to say "Hi" to the other guy and his cock hung 
right before my eyes. My heart pounded - I had just seen two new cocks in 10 
minutes.  The new guy was introduced - his name was Andy - and we chatted 
for some time before Steve said we had to go as it was my first time in a 
sauna.

That evening Steve was really turned on and when I asked why he said it
was the thought of me going into the sauna naked with those two guys looking 
at me.   He asked if I had compared him to John and Andy and I lied and said 
I hadn't.   Until that day it had never occurred to me to compare Steve to 
another man.

We made love three or four times that night and at one point Steve
asked,  "You want a big prick, don't you?"
At first I ignored the question but then he asked again, and again as he
pumped  himself inside me and eventually I couldn't help it and  shouted 
out,
"Oh yes, give me a great big cock."And at this Steve came almost at once,  
pumping his cum into me.

The next evening Steve wanted to go for another sauna and eventually -
after he had given me a stiff whisky - I relented because it was so clearly 
what he wanted. I felt a bit strange as I undressed.  Being exposed to John 
and Andy the previous night had been unforeseen but this night it seemed as 
if Steve was willing it to happen again.  He said it wouldn't but I was 
nervous, excited and worried in equal measure.

They didn't turn up and so after a while Steve started gently massaging
me.  Maybe it was the whisky or the heat and dim light,  but in the hot cosy
space I found it all so erotic I got really turned on.  Steve  seemed to go 
so slowly and sensuously that when he started caressing my breasts they 
where already firm and heavy - my nipples hard and taut.  I was breathing 
hard as Steve lowered his hands to my thighs and parted my legs.  He spread 
them wide so I was splayed out on the bench.  I knew what was coming and a 
few moments later he had two fingers inside me and I was moaning and 
gripping the bench with my hands.   He was just lowering his head to kiss me 
there when we heard a noise from the anti-room.  I had only just sat up when 
Andy and John walked in, completely naked as the previous evening.

We struggled to appear relaxed and normal but they didn't appear to
notice anything amiss and just sat down.   Steve was lying face down to hide 
his erection but  soon they where chatting away again leaving me to douse  
my arousal as best I could.  John was telling us about saunas and how some 
people use birch twigs and scented oils.  There was a selection on a high 
shelf,  but all the time I was still turned on like crazy and my eyes kept 
on being drawn to their cocks.   Steve was right.  He was small compared to 
them.  As I have said John's was well over twice the size of  Steve's  - but 
Andy's was even bigger.  I could still feel where Steve's fingers and
been inside me and it all made my head swirl.

Back in our room we had wild sex and again Steve was really turned on.
Again he made me tell him that I wanted a big prick.  He kept asking me 
which of the two guys I most fancied and eventually I said Andy and then he 
made me call out,  "I want your cock Andy" as he fucked me.  I felt a bit 
bad doing this because in truth the idea did turn me on and I felt guilty - 
I mean I wanted to be faithful to Steve.  But when my orgasm came I cried 
out "I want your big cock, Andy",  and I was thinking of Andy's cock,  hard 
and erect,  being held tightly in my small hands.


It was over a week later, on the last day of our holiday, that we went for 
our next sauna.  It was much later in the evening as we had spent some time 
in the bar at the bottom of the ski lift.  Steve had plied me with drinks 
because it was our last evening  and I was decidedly tipsy.      I didn't 
even know we were going for a sauna until we arrived at the cabin in the 
pitch dark.  To start with I just wanted to go back to our room but Steve 
insisted and as soon as we were inside he started undressing me.       I was 
giggling as he removed my snow boots but when he started on my ski suit the 
energy changed.  I wasn't wearing much under my ski suit and as
he pulled it off my shoulders he started getting all amorous.  I was 
standing there with in bra and knickers with the suit around my ankles and 
Steve  running his hands over me and pulling me against him.

When I'm drunk Steve can get me turned on real easy and I guessed he
wanted to get all sexy like last time before we were interrupted. I didn't 
really think about it as I was too drunk. I just went along and anyway he 
made me feel so good.

As I said,  Steve knows how to turn me on and it wasn't long before  we
were at it.  I was naked, my thighs apart and stroking his prick - wanting 
him inside me when suddenly the buzzer on the heater went off to say the 
money had run out and Steve insisted on going back to the hotel to get some 
change.  I was too drunk to be as annoyed  as I would have been usually and 
it felt strange at first, lying there naked,  aroused and alone.   But after 
awhile I relaxed. It was hot and cosy and I kept
playing with myself to keep me aroused for when Steve came back.

It was delicious lying there in the heat playing with myself but then I
heard a noise and suddenly John and Andy walked in.  Luckily I had stopped 
masturbating  but it was still a shock as I forced myself to behave normally 
and chat with them. I was cursing Steve for getting me in the situation  
especially when they said they passed him on the path. Apparently Steve said 
he would be some time but I should wait for him in the sauna.

It felt really strange sitting and talking with them both while I was
all aroused and dizzy from the drink. .   I could feel the heat between my 
legs and the memory of Steve's fingers being inside me.  I just kept on 
telling myself that saunas and nudity was a normal part of the culture.  
Normal. Nothing to worry about.

I was sitting opposite Andy and John but I couldn't look them in the eye
and struggled not to stare at their cocks. John's was big - maybe twice
the size of Steve.  But Andy was massive - twice the size of John as I 
compared them side by side.

John suggested they showed me how the oils and birch twigs were used and
I jumped at a chance of a distraction for my arousal - a chance to think 
about something else.  John went out and returned seconds later with a box 
and  a joint.  He lit the joint,  passed it to me then started getting 
things out of the box:  a bowl into which he poured some oil from a bottle 
and some smaller bottles of scent. I remember asking myself if I should 
smoke the joint but it would have been rude to decline so I took a few drags 
and it was only later that I  realised how strong it was. John asked Andy to 
hold the bowl over the brazier to warm and when I passed back the joint they 
both declined saying they would later. So I had a few more drags and before 
I knew it I was really stoned and feeling ever so spaced out.

But I was still feeling randy and I must have been staring at Andy's
cock because he interrupted my thoughts by asking,  "I notice you keep 
looking at my prick. Do you like it. I'm bigger than your husband, aren't 
I?"

My heart leapt at this. "No, no, I'm sorry,"  I mumbled slowly - all
confused,  "It's just that I haven't seen another man before."  As soon as I 
said it I wondered if it was a stupid thing to say.

Andy  slowly stood up so his fat cock was hanging right in front of me.
"That's OK" he said,  "you can take a closer look if you like."  and he 
moved
forward so his cock was only inches away from my face.

I gaped at his heavy cock hanging massively fat in front of me. I was
entranced by it.  I could see the veins which appeared to throb. Andy moved 
closer and I instinctively moved back but Andy rested a hand on my head 
stopping my retreat.   Gently he pulled my head forward.  It felt just like 
what Steve does when he wants me to suck his cock and I was so aroused and 
stoned I nearly did.  I tilted my head and opened my mouth to accept his 
swelling meat,  and it was only when I reached out to hold  his cock steady 
that I realised what I was doing.  As I touched it, it seemed to pulse and 
twitch in my grasp and I gasped at the energy it seemed to have.  One hand 
was too small to hold him so I used both and  I could feel him start to
swell and harden.

Then I came to my senses.
"No," I mumbled, more to myself than him and pushed his  cock away realising 
with horror what I had been about to do.  I felt suddenly over-awed by its 
size and strength.

John was saying something but I was hardly listening.  He was ready to
show me how they used the oils in a sauna and wanted me to lie down.  I
had already agreed I suppose.   Anyway,  John  gently pushed me back until I 
was lying on the bench.  Even then I was so delirious and stoned that I 
didn't think they might rape me or anything. I had it in my head that this 
was a normal behaviour which I was not used to - and I just had to ignore my 
arousal and behave as if everything was normal.

Andy started massaging oil into my calf muscles. John was sitting
at my head - his feet either side of the bench and started gently massaging 
my forehead.  I had my legs tightly closed and my hands over my breasts to 
protect my modesty as I lay there  but even my own hands on my hard nipples 
sent delicious sensations through me.

Andy's hands slid over my waist and up to my stomach.  I felt the oil
trickle into my belly button and was moaning softly to myself as his strong 
hands spread the oil around my waist.  His hands felt so commanding and 
sure.    John lifted a hand off my breast.  It was as if he did it in slow 
motion and I wondered why I did not stop him. But somehow I couldn't. And  
as he started massaging my palm all I could think of was my firm aching 
breast, large and round exposed  to them both  and hoped they wouldn't 
notice how hard the nipple was.

Andy's large hands were virtually encircling my waist and a couple of
times his hands slid under my buttocks and I was bodily lifted off the bench 
as if I was a feather.  His hands went down my thighs and he gently tried to 
part my legs but I held them firmly together.

John had finished massaging my hand and  stretched it above my head.
He sat on it pinning my arm to the bench with the weight of his thighs.     
Then he reached for my other hand and lifted it  away from my other breasts 
which were now both naked to their gaze. He started massaging my palm.     I 
didn't know what to do.

Andy stood astride the bench and as he moved up my body his prick came
into view over my breasts. I gasped aloud.    My breathing was all ragged 
now.  His cock was now hard and erect, waving before him.  And if it was 
large when soft it was massive now hard. It must have been the size of a 
cucumber waving in front of him.

Then his hands where on my breasts - squeezing and pushing them at
his whim. I couldn't help moaning as my body responded to his touch and 
arched upwards towards him. I tried to cover myself but John held my hands 
firmly above my head.

Andy's large hands found my nipples and he was pulling and squeezing
and caressing my breasts and I was crying, "No,  Please leave me", between 
gasped breaths but they ignored me.

He pressed his prick between my breasts and he felt so hard and hot.
Stepping back he ran his cock over my body until it nestled in the valley of 
my thighs. Then he was pushing it between my legs and although I held my 
thighs tightly closed I could feel his bulbous tip closing in on my 
clitoris.     I knew that once he found my clit I would not be able to stop 
him but I had no strength to stop him.

Then suddenly I managed to free my hands and I tried to get up. John, at my 
head stopped me but I twisted myself so I was lying on my front.

John and Andy where more insistent now, their hands holding me down on
the bench. I looked up and saw that John, straddling the bench also had a 
stiff cock poking towards me. Andy was doing something behind me but I 
couldn't work out what. Then he pulled my knees apart and I realised he had 
somehow tied the other one to the bench.

I felt my thighs slowly opening. There was nothing I could do.
Wider and wider he forced my thighs. So wide that I had to raise my buttocks 
to ease the pain on my muscles. Having opened my thighs he tied my  leg to 
the bench with some strip of cloth around my knee.

I could feel his gaze on my wet, hot snatch and is hands roamed my
thighs and buttocks. He was fingering my clit and I was moaning
uncontrollably. I had given up pleading for them to stop.

I felt the tip of his cock press against my labia and I remembered how
big his cock was.  I remembered the power it seemed to have when I touched 
it and I remembered crying out Andy's name when Steve was fucking me.  I 
felt suddenly awed and powerless as if this cock was commanding and 
controlling me.

I felt him push and the massive bulbous head slid inside me.
"Oh, Oh, Oh my god,"  I moaned as he opened me up. I didn't know I could 
ever feel so full.
Then he pushed again and more of his length pushed up inside me.

When he started fucking me, with deep strokes I came with a massive
orgasm that rocked me. It seemed to go on for ages and Andy carried on 
fucking me. He pulled my buttock up so I was kneeing on the bench.     John, 
still holding my shoulders down let me raise myself and then slide in closer 
and pressed my mouth down on to his cock. I don't know what happened to me 
but all of a sudden I was pushing my arse up so Andy could slam his fucking 
dick into me and I was sucking and slobbering on John cock, letting him 
thrust it into my stretched mouth so I could feel it tickling my throat and 
nearly making me gag.

I forget most of the rest. They untied my legs and carried of
fucking me. I wanted it. Or at least a bit of me did. I wanted the sensation 
of being completely filled and dominated by a massive erection.

When finally they left, I said a reluctant farewell to their cocks.
I stayed in the sauna some time before showering and returning to the hotel. 
     I found Steve in our room drunk and snoring like a pig. In the morning 
we left for home and I have never spoken to Steve about that evening.  I 
sometimes wonder if he set me up,  but I decided it was better that I don't 
know. I often thought  about being fucked by a big cock again but I knew I 
would never do anything about it.  You see,  I still love Steve.

The End

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