“Alright, we have to stop for the night. We can finish the trip tomorrow and should be there in time to get some early skiing in before check in,” Alex said. Alex had been driving for nearly twelve hours for this couples trip and he was regretting not flying. His wife, Sam, said it would be fun to roadtrip with their friends instead of just getting on a plane. Easy for her to say sitting in the backseat gossiping with her best friend the whole trip, but Alex could only blame himself. He didn’t trust anyone else to drive his new SUV so he set himself up for this annoyance.

It had been a long day, but making it from Cincinnati to Wichita in one shot felt like a win. A few short hours in the car tomorrow and they’ll be free to ski and relax for their week in Colorado. Alex looked at Sam, “I have to fucking shower when we get in the room. I feel gross.”

Sam looked back at him, “Good because Sienna and I could smell you guys in the backseat!” Sam laughed with her best friend Sienna and they both glared at Sienna’s husband, Taylor. The foursome had been friends since college and had created many great drunken memories together, but now that they were supposed to be adults with adult jobs, they hadn’t created many memories the last few years.

“Up at Five AM and in the car by Five-Thirty work?” Taylor asked. Alex replied with a tired mumble and a thumbs up as he trudged toward his hotel room door. The girls replied with groans. Sam quickly followed after Alex so she wasn’t going to be left out.

“I know it’s early, but we have to get on the road early so I can get out of the car as soon as possible. It’s so quiet up front,” Taylor whispered to Sienna. Taylor had been friends with Alex and Sam for years, but he was the last addition to the group. Sienna and Sam were roommates throughout college, and Alex and Sam started dating two years before Taylor found Sienna. Taylor was looking forward to the getaway and escape from work, but it was always easier to talk as a group instead of just finding conversation with Alex.

Taylor and Sienna made their way to their room right next door. They opened the door wide, walked inside, and let the door close behind them before turning the lock for the night.

“I am hopping in the shower!” Alex called out to Sam.

Sam bit her bottom lip, “Would you like some company?”

“I am so worn out after today, I just can’t. I promise we can tomorrow,” Alex said with all of the exhaustion he could muster. He closed the bathroom door and started the shower.

Sam sat on the bed, sufficiently horny and sufficiently unsatisfied. She faintly heard a noise from the wall connected to Taylor and Sienna’s room. The noise happened again, and again, and again. “At least someone is getting fucked tonight,” Sam thought. She stood up, walked over to the wall and could hear her best friend moaning for more. She closed her eyes and listened closely as she pressed her ear to the wall.

Sam had seen them fuck before in college. Hard not to when you live in the same tiny dorm room. Sienna had shushed Taylor when she snuck him into the dorm room the night they met, as not to wake Sam. But Sienna is a much louder moaner than she thinks, even when she tries to muffle it. Sam had “met” Taylor the next morning when they all woke up, and played it off that she didn’t see her best friend being bent like a pretzel and fucked until they both came. She never asked, but she was almost positive that Taylor was staring at her while fucking Sienna. And that night was the first time Sam masturbated to Taylor.

This was not the second time. Or the third. Aroused by the sounds of passion, Sam decided to join in, in her own way. Still leaning against the wall, her hand found her throat. She imagines Taylor’s hand around Sienna’s throat while he thrusts in her. Taylor was a big man. He looked like he was the stand in for the Hulk. He was tall, with sweeping broad shoulders, and long, muscular arms. Sam’s hand moved to her breasts. She pictures Taylor’s massive hands playing with Sienna’s bouncy tits while her moans are coming through the wall. Sam’s hand slides inside the waistband of her sweatpants and under her underwear to find her vagina lips already damp and waiting. She uses her first two fingers to gently massage her lips and tease the edges. She is picturing Taylor shoving his fingers up Sienna’s wet vagina. No, Sam is picturing Taylor shoving his fingers into her own soaked vagina.

Sam works her fingers faster as the grunts and moans from the other side of the wall build. Her hand plunges deeper into her sweatpants as her own rubbing intensifies. Sam can feel her heart beat pulsing between her thighs. Sienna’s moans falter as she nears climax. Sam is so close. Her body is aching for a much overdue orgasm. She pictures herself riding Taylor as her fingers press and circle her throbbing clit. The three of them are nearly ready to explode. Taylor’s gutters grunts are now permeating the walls. Sam’s pulse quickens. Her breath stops and her chest stops rising. Her legs tighten, almost shaking in anticipation.

Sienna lets out a glorious moan as she orgasms. Sam is picturing how wet she has made Taylor’s cock. She is picturing how wet she should be making Taylor’s cock. Sam can’t hold on and longer. Almost there.

“Oh hey, I thought you’d be asleep.”

Sam tears her hand out of her sweats and turns to find Alex drying off his hair with a towel. “I am just about to.”

Sam climbs in bed and Alex soon follows. She lays there staring at the ceiling, projecting her fantasy from earlier in her mind. Once she hears Alex’s snores leaving his mouth, Sam finishes what she had started and is rewarded with her own sticky, wet cum between her fingers. She finally nods off to sleep.

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Morning comes way too quickly. Taylor tries to find his phone on the nightstand to shut off his alarm, but it is proving to be a difficult task in a new place and even harder when he is unwilling to open his eyes and look. He finally finds his phone and turns the alarm off. With a deep sigh, he gets out of bed and hops in the shower. He washes off the travel of yesterday and the remnants of Sienna off of his cock from last night. Last night he had no regrets, but today Taylor is wondering if that extra half hour of sleep would have changed his mood. Sienna showers right after and they both get ready for another few hours in the car.

Taylor and Sienna walk outside and see their friends exiting their room as well. “You guys sleep well last night?” Sam asks.

“Like a fucking baby,” Taylor mumbles.

“Eventually.” Sienna smacks Taylor’s ass and smirks at Sam. “Do you guys care if I ride shotgun today? I told Taylor I was feeling a little nauseous in the backseat by the end of it.”

Alex looks over, “Fine with me. You care if I play my podcast?”

“No, everyone will love it because it will put everybody else in the car to sleep.” Sam is still very groggy from a restless and frustrating night.

They all throw their bags in the back and pile in the SUV. Taylor is sitting behind Alex, and Sam behind Sienna. The podcast plays, they hit the road and Sienna, bundled in a blanket in the front passenger seat, is quickly asleep. Sam looks over at Taylor, “Sienna might as well be lying down with how far her seat is reclined, do you mind if I put my head on your lap? I’ll share my blanket.”

“Uh… sure. I don’t care.” Taylor tries to hide his hesitancy, but didn’t do a great job. He didn’t have any issue with it, but he couldn’t block the idea of Sam’s head mere inches from his cock out of his mind. Sam laid down and he knew he was in trouble. Immediately, Taylor regretted not wearing jeans. Sam was very pretty, half Asian, and had big brown eyes. She had shoulder length black hair, but was always trying a new color mixed in to keep it interesting. Taylor looked down at her tight tank top. She had nice perky tits. Not as large as Sienna’s, but looked equally fun. Not to be overlooked, Sam had an ass that the Greeks fought wars over. She was curled up in a ball across the seats and not even the blanket could cover it. Taylor looked over and saw the bottom of her ass peeking out of the bottom of her shorts.

About two hours into the ride, Sienna was still sleeping, Alex was focused on making good time, and Taylor and Sam were still in the back seat resting. Taylor was pretty sure Sam was asleep based on her low hum breathing. That was great because he had been spending all of this time trying to drown out every horny thought with any sad thought he could come up with. He was doing better than expected right up to the moment that Sam adjusted her head and her cheek was directly below the base of Taylor’s cock. Whatever movement she made had shattered any sad thoughts Taylor could manufacture. His sweatpants were suddenly much tighter across his groin as his cock grew. Taylor tried to reach over Sam and press it down, but it was too late. He was now fully erect and it was pressed against Sam’s forehead. She turned and reached out to grab whatever was touching her, and found her hand grabbing the tent that had formed in Taylor’s sweats.

Taylor’s eyes opened wide in horror, but to his surprise, Sam turned her neck to look at him, put a finger on her lips to indicate him to stay quiet, and pulled the blanket up to her head. The next thing he knew, hidden under the blanket, Sam reached in his sweats and slid his throbbing member out and moved it between her lips. Taylor didn’t know what was happening. It all occurred so quickly that he was trying to decide if it was real. When Sam’s tongue danced around his head, Taylor knew it was very real. He considered pulling himself from her lips, but Sam stuck her butt out just a little bit father from the blanket and there wasn’t a soul on the planet with that much will power. So instead he lifted his hips up to push more of himself in her pretty little mouth.

In college, Taylor had heard Sam drunkenly telling Sienna how much she enjoys giving blowjobs and he remembered wishing that he could partake. And that day was finally here. Out of the blue, with their partners fully unaware in the front seat. Taylor knew he wasn’t going to get the full range of Sam’s skill with her mouth because they had to keep quiet, but she was a master at any speed. Sam, still covered by the oversized blanket, ducked her head more to take him fully in her mouth. Taylor was worried that she would gag on his length like Sienna does, but a sound never game. Sam proceeded to slowly throat Taylor in a way he hadn’t experienced. Her mouth played him like an instrument and her tongue crawled around his shaft like a boa constrictor.

All Taylor wanted to do was grab the back of her head and fuck her throat until he came, but he resisted out of need. He looked around to see Sienna still asleep, and placed one hand on the back of Sam’s head and slowly pushed down. They repeated this dance with her lifting off and letting Taylor push her head all the way down until her lips met his base.

Sam was ready for her prize. Her tongue played all around the tip of his thick cock. When she was deep throating him, Sam was shocked by the length and girth, even knowing how large of a human Taylor is. Sam’s tongue flicked against Taylor’s tip and she could feel his thigh tense under her hand. He was close. She was ready for him. She felt Taylor’s hand on the back of her head again pushing her mouth down his shaft. God, she just wanted him to fuck her brains out, but this would do. She felt his cock pulse and then erupt in her mouth. She was caught off guard at first at how much cum shot out, but quickly regained her composure and swallowed each eruption he gave her. She loved the control she had with her mouth and was happy to taste his sweet and salty cum spilling down her throat. Sam heard some rustling up front and with a quick final lick to clean up any additional mess, she shoved Taylor’s now limp cock back into his pants and sat up like she had just woken up.

Taylor was shuddering after ejecting every drop of cum his body could produce into Sam, when Sienna woke up and looked back at him. “You are shivering, babe? Did Sam not share her blanket?”

“No uhhh… she shared… just getting colder out here I guess.” Taylor looked at Sam in the backseat and her big brown eyes were bright with lust. This week just got a lot more interesting.

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The crew made it to the resort at Eight AM and were led to their new home for the week. Instead of getting separate rooms, they decided it would be more fun to get a small villa to share. The four of them walked through the door and the place is immaculate. High ceilings, modern furniture, two-stories of glass windows facing out to the Colorado mountains, and a hot tub with a perfect view.

Sienna saw the hot tub, “Um tonight.. me.. wine.. hot tub.. whoever else wants to join. I know my ass is going to be sore falling down this mountain today.”

“Babe, most people try to stay upright on their skis,” Taylor smacked her butt as he walked by with a smirk.

“Let’s change and we can go get a full day in.” Alex walked off to their room to get ready. The rest of the group changed as well, rented skiing gear, and spent the day (mostly) making it down the mountain safely.

“I think I’m calling it quits. I’m so fucking sore and we are here like four more days,” Sam grimaced as she tried to stretch her legs out.

“I don’t think Taylor has gone down any of the last three slopes we tried. Have him take you back,” Sienna offered. The thought of the Villa alone with Taylor made Sam quiver between her thighs.

“I don’t want to make him stop skiing,” Sam said.

“I don’t want you going alone, so just ask if he is done. If not, I will walk back with you. But I think I have a few more hours left in me today, what about you Sienna?” Alex looks over to see Sienna nodding.

Sam skis down to where Taylor is standing. “Are you done for the day? Alex doesn’t want me walking back alone.” This is the first time they have spoken since Sam was inhaling him this morning.

“Yeah, we have a ton of time here and I have no interest in breaking my leg on those,” Taylor nods to the steepest runs at the resort. They return their gear and head back to the villa without much talking.

As soon as they get to the door, Taylor and Sam start to remove their snow soaked clothes. Taylor throws his jacket on the ground and pulls down his ski pants. Sam peeks over and sees his bulge protruding through his thermal tights. Taylor peels off his sweaty shirt and reveals his powerful chest in all its glory. Alex is tall and put together and very fashionable, but Taylor is the lumberjack that rescues you in a snowstorm and splits you in half with his “axe”.

Sam decides to join the subtle dance and peels off her long sleeve shirt to reveal her perky breasts in her sports bra. Her nipples are fully visible through the fabric and she didn’t know if they were hard because of the cold or Taylor’s heaving chest. Sam was pretty sure that Taylor peeked over, but had to be sure. She faces away from him and with all of the seduction she can manage, bends down pulling both layers of tights around her ankles, to reveal her large, heart-shaped ass, with the thinnest black lace thong, barely covering her lips.

Taylor was more than peeking now. He fully turns to see Sam showing off. Despite her small frame, her hips open up to the most delicious looking ass in a way that does not feel possible. The bulge in his thermals threatens to break free. He doesn’t know how long that they have before Sienna and Alex return, but he knows that he needs to feel all that Sam can offer. He slips his tights off his powerful thighs and throws them aside. His cock is fully erect and ready for Sam’s sensual body. He takes two steps over towards her and stops as his member rests on the small of her back. Sam slowly stands up to full height, backs into Taylor and reaches back for his cock. Her hand finds him and she clenches his shaft, sliding it between her ass and rolling her hips. She can feel herself soaking her thong as she uses his cock like her favorite toy at home and rubs it against the rim of her pussy lips.

Taylor grabs her by the throat and pulls Sam so his stomach is pressed to her back. She lets out a tiny squeak in surprise. With his other hand Taylor unhooks Sam’s bra and lets it fall to the floor. With one light flick of her nipple, Taylor knows she will be much more sensitive to his tongue than Sienna. With one hand still on her neck, Taylor leads Sam over to the rug in front of the fireplace. He flips the switch and the fire roars to life. He lets go of her neck and sits on the floor, legs spread, hands behind him for leverage. Sam lets her panties drop to the ground and steps over to lower herself on him.

Taylor’s arm shoots out between Sam’s legs, squeezing her ass and pulls her to his waiting mouth. With Sam standing over Taylor straddling his body, he begins to nourish himself with her pussy. One arm is wrapped around her hips and his tongue is buried between her thighs. She tastes so sweet and her nectar runs down his beard. She stands over him, legs spread, grabbing onto whatever she can find for stability. He kisses her inner thigh, letting his lips tease around her pelvis. Sam is tired of the teasing and has waited too long for this moment. She grabs his scruffy hair and shoves Taylor’s mouth back on her pussy. He isn’t used to someone taking charge with how strong he is, but he happily obliges. Sam’s body rolls as he eats to her core. His tongue explores depths of her that she didn’t know existed. Her breathing is harsh and is quickening with every precise lick of his tongue. Sam’s body tenses, her head bends back like she is being possessed and she cums all over his mouth.

With one arm, Taylor grabs Sam’s hips and brings her down on top of him. He doesn’t even need to guide his cock as it finds its destination as she lowers. He feels her open for him and take him deeper. He drops her even more and watches as she fully envelopes his cock. Taylor and Sam’s moans and grunts mix as she slowly starts to ride him. He leans back on his elbows to get the full show. Sam’s body flows like water, hips moving in ways that he didn’t know was possible. She is molded around his cock, gripping every throbbing vein. She bounces faster, squeezing her breasts and pinching her hard nipples. Sam finds another speed, letting out moan after agonizing moan. She reaches down and madly rubs at her clit wanting to cum again. All is silent, just the sound of their bodies colliding until another rush of ecstasy washes over her and she soaks Taylor’s shaft. She can see her cum saturating the hairs around his base.

Sam, never removing herself from him, swirls around so that she is still riding him, but in reverse. She can tell that he has been fantasizing about her ass as most men do. Sam leans forward slightly and Taylor’s grunts are rapid, watching Sam’s body swallow his cock whole.

“Do you want to fuck my pretty little asshole?” Sam says in a sing-song voice.

“God yes,” Taylor groans out. Sam grabs his cock out and rubs his tip against her asshole. The way his leg muscles are contracting, she isn’t sure he won’t cum right now. Fortunately, she thoroughly soaked his shaft, so he slid in without much struggle. She leans forward, elbows on the ground, and proceeds to twerk up and down his long member. The sounds escaping Taylor’s body are animalistic. He sounds like a predator finally catches his prey. She felt his hand reach up to her back and push her down deeper on him. Sam moaned in delight and reached between her legs to massage his balls. He groaned in response, the sight of her bouncing on his cock was nearly too much.

“I want to fill you. I need to fill you.” He snarled. Taylor pulled out, moved on to his knees and shoved himself back in Sam’s pussy.

“Oh fuck!” Sam was not ready for his power. Taylor’s shoulders were spasming and the veins in his biceps looked like they may burst. He grabbed Sam’s black ponytail and fucked her from behind until they were both raw. He smacked her ass so hard that his handprint was tattooed on her. That was a later concern. Right now he needed her body. His balls ached for the sweet release. Sam yelled, “Give me your fucking cum!” in between gasps trying to catch her breath. Taylor erupted inside of her, pump after pump, filling her with more hot, sticky cum.

They lay on the floor gasping, chests heaving. Taylor’s legs shake as he spills out of Sam’s ass. His flaccid cock is stuck to his inner thigh from all of their shared cum. Sam’s phone rings. She jumps up and runs over to it. Taylor’s eyes lock on her ass bouncing and he watches as a steady stream of his cum spills down her leg.

“Hey babe. What’s up?” Sam breathily gets out. “No, I was just showering and ran to grab my phone because I heard you call. Five minutes? Yeah, ok sounds good. See you soon!” Sam looks over at Taylor in a feverish panic. They scoop up all of their clothes and run to their separate showers.

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The group had a great dinner and wine was flowing at the villa. They laughed and talked and played games. But Sienna had one mission. “Guys, we have to use this fucking hot tub tonight. I am so sore. Let’s change and then we can bring all of the wine over and hang out more.”

Alex yawned, “I am calling it a night, sorry y’all. I went way too long on the slopes and want to get up early again tomorrow. Have fun everyone. I’ll jump in tomorrow night.”

Everyone went and changed and met back in the kitchen. Sienna looked incredible. She was wearing a tiny navy bikini that did nothing to secure her boobs. They bounced with every step. She grabbed as many wine bottles as she could carry and headed outside to the hot tub. Taylor followed and climbed in as well. Sam came outside last and stretched her leg over the edge to climb in.

“Fuck Sam, Alex must like it rough,” Sienna cringed pointing at a roughly hand shaped bruise on Sam’s ass. Taylor’s eyes widen realizing that was his hand from their fuck session earlier.

“Oh, uhh.. no, that was the mountain unfortunately.” Sam quickly climbs in to hide the bruise. “The slopes were not kind to me.”

The weather outside was frigid, but it felt so nice inside the hot tub. Bottle after bottle was finished. The jokes were flying and everyone was feeling great. Sienna, sufficiently drunk now, says, “Wow this has to be Taylor’s dream. Two hot women in basically nothing. In another life you’d be fucking us both right now babe.” She chuckles. Taylor in his drunken stupor was thinking there was still a chance to make that happen. Sienna looks at all of the empty wine bottles around the hot tub. “Alright, well the wine is out, and so am I. If you want to wake me up, feel free babe.” She winks at Taylor and walks away. Just as she gets to the door, Sienna yells, “I bet Alex wouldn’t mind a wake up call Sam!”

Taylor looked back and decided he would be taking Sienna up on the offer to wake her up for some early morning fun. When he turned back to Sam to comment on how horny Sienna was being, he saw Sam mere inches from his face. Her lips met his and away they went. She was straddling him while they made out and was grinding on his stiffening cock through his swim trunks. Sam ran her fingers through Taylor’s hair as he pulled on hers, trying to find enough oxygen to survive between kisses.

“Stand up!” Sam may be a tiny half-Asian woman and even smaller next to Taylor’s massive frame, but she knew how to demand what she wants. Taylor stood up, droplets of water freezing in his chest hair and frost biting at his skin. Sam reached down his trunks and pulled out cock once more. It stung as it was met with the cold air, but there was something enjoyable about the pain to Taylor. It didn’t stay cold for long as Sam began to work his shaft again with her mouth. Those needy eyes stared up at Taylor. He loved the way her mouth looked wrapped around him. She didn’t suck his cock out of obligation or to pacify his urges. She was throating him because she just loves sucking cock and that’s the best kind of head.

She was able to suck him much more enthusiastically tonight than in the car with the music still playing outside. Sam set his tip on her outstretched tongue, wrapped both hands around his shaft, squeezed tight and began milking him into her mouth. Taylor was not prepared and could not hold it in. Sam squeezed and twisted and her eyes pleaded for more. She aimed his tip down her open mouth and he began shooting ropes of cum down her throat. He saw his remaining cum just sitting on her tongue and he couldn’t believe that she could empty him so easily.

He sunk back into the hot tub and wanted to take care of Sam while he did his best to recover. Taylor climbed on top of her and tore her top away so both breasts were fully revealed. He dove down, sucking and licking her hardened nipples. His beard was soaked, dipping in and out of the hot tub. Sam bent her head down moaning in his ear and nibbled at his lobe. Taylor pushed her bikini aside and slipped two fingers between her pussy lips. His fingers curled back inside of her and he could tell that he had found her. She had moved to biting her lip, biting his lip, biting his shoulder. Anything she could do to not scream in pleasure. He fingered her faster and her legs squirmed trying not to orgasm yet. Taylor gently bit on her nipple and felt the rush of cum. The temperature difference between the water and her cum brought his cock back to life.

Sam pushed Taylor back to lean against the edge of the hot tub. She pulled aside her bikini bottoms and shoved him back inside. Earlier, they fucked out of desire. Now they were fucking out of need. With her ass in both hands, Taylor slammed her up and down his length. Sam’s arms were wrapped tightly around him and her chest was pressed against his. They moved in sync, breathed in sync, and moaned in sync. Taylor thrust up into her trying to get as close as physically possible. He was going to make her far more sore than the mountain, but she didn’t care.

Sam knocked his hands away and hopped off. She turned around and sat right back down. The way her ass clapped around his cock was sending water out of the hot tub. She loved eliciting those deep groans from his lips. Sam knew how to make him cum. She could control his cock the same way he had control of her pussy. Her hips rotated in a circle as he watched his shaft move like a joystick. She sat down all the way, back leaning against Taylor’s chest and moaned, “Use me.”

Taylor immediately finds his hand back on her throat and pulls her close. She shudders as he takes control. Sam looks between her legs and sees his shaft repeatedly impaling her. She has not felt this kind of pleasure in so long. She reaches down and massages her clit furiously. She can’t even utter a noise. Her eyes roll back and she lets herself be taken. She cums on his cock again. He is not giving her any break between orgasms. Taylor flips her to sit sideways on his lap. She wraps one arm around his shoulder not knowing what is coming next. He cradles her in his pulsing arms, one arm below her knees and one arm around her waist. She has no power with her feet now floating in the water.

Taylor begins to lift and lower her on his shaft like they are fucking side saddle. With her legs fully closed, her pussy is unbelievably tight gripping his girth. She presses her forehead to his and can’t even speak. She wants to tell him how much she loves his cock and needs his cum and wants to be used by him every day, but she can’t form a thought. Taylor’s legs extend straight out and she can tell he is going to finish. As he glides in, Sam can feel every ridge and vein massaging her pussy. She is lowered all the way to his lap and they both let out very risky moans as they cum together. Their hearts are racing and they can’t slow down. They show no interest in separating and Sam tries to calm her breath as she feels Taylor’s cum filling inside of her.

At last, Sam climbs off and covers her breasts and pussy with her bathing suit. She grabs a towel and wraps it around herself to head inside. Taylor folds his cock back into his shorts and dries off as well. They walk inside still breathing heavily, but smiling at each other. “I have to ask you a question,” Sam looks over at Taylor. “The first night you snuck in with Sienna and fucked her in our dorm, were you looking at me while fucking her?”

Taylor smiled, “How do you think I knew what positions you liked? I watched your eyes roll back into your head when I moved Sienna into the right positions for you. Hope you sleep well, Sam.” And he headed to his and Sienna’s room to follow through on her offer. Sam hears Sienna’s giggles and moans coming through their door, smiles, and walks to her room. It is going to be a fantastic getaway.