And it is here. The boys finally agreed with smiles from ear to ear. I'm looking at the girl they chose for me. She is sitting at the bar with her friends. At first glance, it looks quite ordinary.
Every year we go to the mountains with my friends. It has been our tradition since high school. This year, seven of us met and it was clear from the beginning that there would be no shortage of entertainment. During the day we will ski and snowboard on the snowy slopes, in the evening we will talk about life, drink and flirt with girls.
We skied a lot on the first day. In the evening we ordered a good dinner at a local restaurant and started looking around for the girls. We played such a game every year. We chose one of us and then we chose the girl he had to pick up. If he succeeded, he could come up with a crazy task for the rest of us.
This year, for the first time, it was me, the winner. Tired, with a full stomach and a beer in my hand, I waited for a girl they chose for me. The goal is clear and always the same. Pick up the girl, enjoy a good kiss (at least) and as proof, present a photo on the mobile phone and the phone number of the "winner". All this within 24 hours from the beginning.
Sometimes the boys chose a fat and ugly girl, sometimes the top model. Both cases had their pros and cons. Which one will come out for me this year?
So this was easy. Nice funny talk, a few drinks, and in an hour we are looking at the stars with hot wine in hand. Just two of us.
I take Lenka around her waist and kiss her again. She does not resist. I lead her by the hand behind the house, where I noticed a woodshed. We kiss and it is more than clear that we long for each other. We take off our jackets and both take off our trousers. We want just the same.
I want her to come, so I massage her clitoris as best I can. In a moment I can feel her juice running down my thighs. I’m taking out the dick, turning her face to my face, and coming on her beautiful pussy. We kissed and if I could, and the frost and ejaculation didn't shrink my cock, we would do it again.
And how did it turn out? We shared it several more times during our stay in the mountains, and I couldn't wait to call her when she got home. We fell in love and we have been doing well in our relationship and in bed for 3 years.