This is a little story I made up - If people like it I'll write more. Hope you enjoy. We were both sitting in front of the cabin fireplace. Everyone had left the Main Kabin and wandered to thier own and gone to bed and it was just the two of us alone. For a few moments we made small talk, about the skiing, the scenery and what we were going to do tomorrow. The silence came back again - after we'd exhausted the subjects.

I stood and walked to the kitchen to grab the half empty wine bottle. I filled my glass and stood looking out of the window. I had my back to him but I could feel his gaze. It was like a burning hot flame behind me. I carried on standing, willing away the pulsing that beat next to my softness.

I hadn't looked - but I was sure I was soaking wet. A moment later I felt him behind me. He hadn't touched me but I felt him. My skin seemed as if it was alight. I put down the wine glass slowly and pushed it away from the edge. I turned around slowly and looked up at him. A second later he was around me. His hands everywhere, his tounge exploring my mouth deeply. My body pushed itself against him feeling the huge erection he had. I smiled sightly against his lips as he pushed me towards the table in the middle of the kitchen. I picked my legs off the floor and wrapped them around his waist. His erection was rubbing against my wet softness making me moan. He pushed me roughly down onto the table and let me go. His hands travelled to my jeans. Both he and I scrambled with my zip and pulled them off quickly, taking my panties with them.

I moved to his jeans, pulling the zip down and freeing his trapped length. With my legs I pushed them further down pulling him towards me. He had ripped my shirt and freed my breasts. I hadn't worn a bra that day and was very pleased I hadn't done.I was now naked. I wrapped my legs around him again trying to force his huge length inside me. He wouldn't do it.

He pushed a thick finger inside me and I gasped. It was wonderful to have him finally inside me. I pushed myself against him wanting to feel more of him.

I moaned loudly as he stroked my personal place. I moved my hips faster wanting to cum badly. He pulled his finger out of me and placed his hand by the side of my head. I moaned as if in pain. I wanted to feel his finger again, pushing into me, making me even more wet.

He stood above me, watching me writhe in pain at needing him. I pleaded with him to play me. Hard.

I wanted him badly. I waned to be played until I couldn't walk.

He just stood above me, teasing me. I decided to help myself. I reached down and started rubbing my cilt hard.

I imagined him ficking me hard.

I began moaning loudly again and writhing under him. It seemed to do the trick in a few moments he pulled my hand away and toyed my wet finger. He moaned which made me groan.

He then slammed into me and a loud surprised moan escaped my lips. He felt so good inside me. He filled me up completly. He grasped my breasts and started pinching my nipples hard, making me moan again. He started thrusting into me hard. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist to pull him in deeper. He thrusted into me harder and faster whispering in my ear. "You like this, bitch? You want me to make you cum? I'll play you till you beg me for more." I gasped out answers asking him to move harder and faster. His length filled my softness making my head swirl.

It felt so good to have his length ramming into me. I could feel myself starting to cum. He started groaning and thrusting faster. It sent me over the edge. I felt the muscles in my softness contract around him and then felt his hot cum squirt into me. I moaned loudly. The heat of his cum made me want to stick my finger in to see if I could taste him. He was still inside me as we tried to catch our breath. I realised soon that he was still hard as a rock. I let him go from the constrains of my legs andhe pulled out of me.

I felt instantly empty. I longed to feel him inside again. I lay there for a few seconds watching him. I could feel his hot cum teasing from my softness. I reached a finger down and scooped some into my mouth. He tasted good. I moved his jucies around my mouth covering it with his taste while he watched me. I pushed myself off the table and walked into the living room, completly naked.

I didn't know what I was doing. I wanted him to play me again, badly. Sure enough, he followed. I was standing by the fireplace watching him move into the room. He was like a panther stalking his pray, but he was stalking me. He still had his huge erection.

I walked over to him slowly and grasped it in my hand.

He blinked slowly, as if in ecstasy. I grinned and started stroking him. one hand carresed his balls while the other worked up and down. In the space of a few minutes he had pushed me to my knees and pushed his length into my throat.

I had expected this and quickly started moving his length around in my mouth. He still had my juices over him and it made me even more horny to taste myself on him.

He let go of my head and I started blowing him quickly.

He stopped me moments later by pushing me backwards on to the floor. I sprawled and giggled slightly. I opened my legs as an invitation but he shook his head. He moved to my side and grasped my hips.

In one swift movement I was lying on my front, my naked arse exposed. I knew what he was going to do.

The thought made me moan.

He kneeled down beside me and picked me up by my waist, making me arch so my arse was in the air. He spread my legs a little and pushed two fingers into my wet and throbbing softness.

I moaned again. both fingered attacked my personal place making me moan loudly and push back into his face.

He spanked me, and told me to be a good girl and not force it. I giggled and agreed, but I wanted him to spank me again. So I started moving my hips over his fingers. He spanked me again. "Am I going to have to punish you?" He said softly. I giggled and nodded. The next thing I knew he'd thrust his length into my arse. I moaned, half in pleasure, half in pain. I felt like I was being split open but it felt so good. I moaned his name and felt my body go numb. He pushed his hand deeper into my softness making me cry out.

"This hurt you baby?" "Keep doing it.

" I said, gasping for air.

He pulled his fingers out and grasped me tightly. He started moving inside me slowly until my muscles were able to take him. His thrusts then became more firm, he was fillin me again like I'd never been filled. I moaned at every thrust. He sped up and I could tell he was about to cum. I clenched my eyes shut as his thrusts became harder and faster until he collapsed on top of me.

I gasped for breath. It had been exhiliarating.

I found I had enjoyed the pain - which surprised me. He pulled himself out of me and I felt empty again. He turned me over on to my back and grinned at me. "Like that, slut?" I nodded, still exhausted. "But you prefer me in your softness?" I nodded again. His length had felt so good in my softness - I couldn't deny that.

He grinned. Then stood and walked to the kitchen. When he came out again he was fully dressed. I was dissapointed. He gave me another look as I lay there and I watch him brush a hand over his length quickly. A second later he had walked to the door and was gone. I hoped the same would happen tomorrow night.