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From: "David Lavenham" <davidlavenham@gmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Ski Chalet Swingers  Part 1 (MF,MMF,FF,Group)
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Date: Fri, 20 Apr 2007 14:10:01 -0400
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By David Lavenham

davidlavenham@hotmail.com





*Chapter 1 - Breaking new ground*





'What a fantastic day', Janet exclaimed as she collapsed on the sofa,
nursing a large brandy, 'It's so good to be back in the mountain air'.



'Sure is', Alison said, 'but my legs ache from all that Skiing'.



'And my head aches from all that red wine', John joked.



Sarah poured herself a brandy and joined Janet on the sofa, 'At least we
haven't got the kids to worry about this year!'



'A toast', Gareth proclaimed, 'to absent offspring'



They raised their glasses and drank.





The ski trip was a regular event, they had made the pilgrimage to the
mountains every year for over a decade. But this year was different; their
children were old enough to take their own trip.



There was a blast of cold air as Martin and David came in off the balcony.



'What a fantastic night, I have never seen so many stars', David said as he
rubbed his hands to warm them.



'That's because you are seeing double after all that brandy!' Sarah joked,
squealing as her husband thrust his cold hands down her back.



Alison was still rubbing her sore legs, 'Anyone fancy a dip in the Jacuzzi?'
she asked.



'I'm game!' David said, jumping up from his seat.



'God, no!', said Gareth, far to late for me. 'I'm turning in'. 'Me to', said
Janet, pulling her husband out of his chair and dragging him upstairs.



'Are you not going to join us?' Alison held her husbands hand. Martin
smiled, 'I will leave you in David's care! I'm staying here in the warm'.
'Me to', said Sarah, 'I will keep Martin, and the brandy bottle, company!'



Alison headed for the door, 'I will get my swimsuit on ad see you down
there', she said as she left the room.



The Jacuzzi was on a veranda at the bottom of the house, just outside the
'boot room' where the ski equipment was stored, below the main living areas.
David changed into his trunks and had been luxuriating in the bubbles for 10
minutes when Alison finally arrived.



'Sorry David', she said, 'looks like we will have to take a rain check. I
have forgotten to pack my swimsuit'.



'Who needs a swimsuit, just jump in! I promise not to peek!' He put his
hands over his eyes, smiling.



Alison laughed, 'Cheeky sod!' She thought for a few seconds, looking into
the inviting hot water.



'Oh screw it!', she said, 'I've known you long enough, and you will never
see anything through all the steam and bubbles'.



David could not believe his luck.



'Look the other way then!', Alison said, dropping her robe on the floor and
jumping in while David pointedly stared in the other direction.



'That's good', she said sinking into the bubbles, giggling to herself.



'What's so funny?'



'I just sat on a jet of bubbles!'



'Lucky bubbles'



'What do you mean!', Alison looked at David, her head titled to one side,
feigning innocence, 'Sitting their in your nice trunks mocking your poor
little naked friend'.



'Well if that's how you fee', David started to wriggle under the water, 'now
we are even!' He raised his hand out of the water, his dripping trunks
dangling from his fingers.



'Dave!', Alison was laughing so much that she slipped under the water. In an
instant Dave had grabbed her and pulled her from the bubbling depths of the
Jacuzzi, holding her facing him with his hands under her arms. Her dripping
face was only inches from his, he could feel her hot breath on his lips.
They froze for a moment, staring into each others eyes. Then they kissed; a
deep passionate kiss that took them both by surprise.



Still kissing Dave drew her closer, feeling her skin against his, her
nipples against his chest. Alison put her arms around his neck, holding
herself to him as they kissed, kneeling over him on the plastic seat of the
Jacuzzi.



He drew her closer to him, feeling the touch of her belly against his erect
cock. 'Oh, David', Alison whispered feeling his cock next to her soft skin.
She began to rock slowly, moving against him, rubbing herself against his
hardness. They were being carried along by the moment, neither stopping to
think about what they were doing. David ran his hands down Alison's back and
brought them to rest on her buttocks. Instinctively she rose slightly and he
guided his erection towards the entrance of her pussy.



Sarah and Martin stood silent in the open door, their unblinking eyes fixed
on the activity in the Jacuzzi. They were in their bathing costumes and
robes, having decided to join their spouses after all. Neither of them moved
to stop the infidelity taking place before their eyes. They would later
admit that the emotion they both felt was not one of jealousy, but one of
desire.



David's dick slid slowly into Alison's tight pussy. She gasped as he pushed
his full length deep inside her until he was pushing against the entrance to
her womb. Slowly she rocked on him, feeling his dick move against the ridges
deep inside her.



Realising that she had just witnessed the cuckolding of the man standing
next to her Sarah turned to see his reaction. His face was fixed on the
scene before them. She noticed his arm move and, looking down, watched as he
slowly stroked his dick. Masturbating as he watched his wife being fucked by
another man. Without stopping to rationalise her actions Sarah knelt and
took his dick in her mouth, feeling it grow harder as she took his length
deep into her throat.



Alison increased her rhythm, pushing harder and harder against Dave's cock,
the water of the Jacuzzi spilling in rhythmic splashes as they fucked.



Martin finally broke his gaze from his wife's carnal activities, seemingly
just realising that the wife of his friend was sucking his cock. He stroked
Sarah's hair then lifted her head from his dick, bringing their lips
together in a passionate kiss. As they moved away from the door, back into
the boot room they ripped at each others robes, shedding them on the floor
before once more locking into a passionate kiss, their hands exploring each
others bodies. Martin slipped his thumbs under the straps of Sarah's
costume, lowering it over her breasts. He kissed down her neck and around
her breasts taking her nipple in his mouth. As he flicked his tongue across
her stiffening peak he slipped her costume over her waist, leaving it to
drop onto the floor. Gently he lowered Sarah onto a wooden bench and lifted
her knees, burying his face in her pussy, lapping at her like a thirsty dog.



Alison's body was slamming into Dave. She was lifting herself almost
completely off him before slamming down on his dick, gasping with each
thrust, their torsos colliding with a slap, sending a tidal wave of water
onto the decking.



Martin slipped off his trunks and positioned himself between Sarah's thighs;
she looked deep into his eyes as she took his dick and guided it towards her
waiting pussy. He took her slowly, savouring the sensation as his dick
passed from the cold air into the enveloping warmth of Sarah's pussy.



Alison's moans and gasps became louder as she began to climax. David's balls
began to tighten as she speared herself again and again with his rock hard
dick. With a little screech she froze for a second as her orgasm took over,
her back arched her breathing stopped. Then she gasped and fell on to him,
quaking as she came, waves of pleasure ripping through her body. Her pussy
was still on him, but gripping him rhythmically as she came. This tipped
Dave over the edge and he too began to cum, filling Alison with his seed
before they fell into each others arms exhausted.



Alison's squeal did not go unheard in the boot room. The unmistakeable sound
of his wife coming lead to a sudden change in Martin's behaviour, he began
to fuck Sarah hard, slamming his dick into her body as hard and fast as he
could manage. Sarah clung on to him, her arms around his back, her legs
wrapped around his waist. He fucked her like a rampant teenager,
relentlessly pounding her wet pussy. Her back was hurt on the rough bench,
and it took a huge effort just to hang on to him and avoid falling, but it
was fantastic sex; raw, primitive and urgent; soon triggering the tell tale
signs of an impending orgasm.



It was Alison and Martin's turn to stare dumbstruck. Their post coital bliss
had been disturbed by the noises in the boot room. They jumped out of the
Jacuzzi like it was suddenly burning them and slung their robes around them.
Neither of them spoke as they slowly opened the door to the boot room to see
their partners naked and fucking like teenagers on the hard wooden bench.



Sarah felt the cold draft as the door opened, she caught her husband's eye
over Martins shoulder and managed a weak smile as he watched his friend fuck
her, loosing the eyeball contact only when Martins final thrust and the
waves of hot cum filling her pussy caused her to close her eyes in ecstasy.



As Martin collapsed on top of Sarah his wife broke the silence behind him,
'I guess that makes it one all'.



By David Lavenham

Feedback appreciated - davidlavenham@hotmail.com
Find my stories on my blog:
http://www.eroticauk.blogspot.com and at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/~davidllavenham


I also write custom stories and scripts. Contact me at the e-mail above for
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