Chapter 4
Jill spent the remainder of Wednesday and all of Thursday with Jeff. Together they walked the few streets of Vail.
By Friday morning, Jeff had had enough of Vail. He was ready to get back to work.
"Well, babe," Jeff said. "I've had it with Vail. Let's go home."
"Home? We just got here," Jill said.
"We've been here three days and there just isn't that much to do."
Jill remembered her morning with Nick. "There's plenty to do."
She searched her mind for a solution. She was having a great time and didn't want to leave. Not now, not ever.
"Tell you what," she offered. "You go home and leave me here for another week or so."
"Great idea! How will you get home?" Jeff asked.
She thought for a moment. "I'll call Linda to come get me."
Linda was a friend of hers. Jill had been visiting Linda when Jeff had called and suggested they drive to Vail. Jill had left her car and keys at Linda's place.
"Linda can drive my car up here the middle of next week and we'll drive home together."
Jeff thought for a moment and decided it was no use arguing with her.
By noon Friday, Jeff was long gone and Jill was alone in Vail. She called Linda and invited her to come up and share the suite. Linda said it would be late Sunday before she could get to Vail.
Jill had several thoughts in mind as to putting three days to good use. She could go back to Nick's place and see about fucking her way to another five hundred. She could call her friends Steve and Max and see if they'd like to have dinner or something with her.
Instead she decided to get as much of Vail's mountain beauty as she could. She set out to hike up Vail mountain.
Jill reached the base of the mountain easily. Once at the base, there were only two ways up to the top. One was to take the skier chair lift that was operating for the sightseers. The other way to the top was to hike.
Jill walked past the chair lift and started up the mountain. The first hundred yards or so were easy. She had no problems. After that, the mountain took a heavy toll on her strength.
After three hard hours of hiking, Jill could finally see the control booth at the peak of Vail mountain.
Her wanderings had taken her away from under the ski lift. She was still on the ski resort's land, but there were no lifts passing overhead. Jill had a crazy urge to take her shirt and bra off.
She looked around to make sure she was alone. Satisfied, Jill pulled the shirt over her head. She reached behind her back and unfastened the hook on her bra. Her big tits sprang forth in the crisp mountain air.
She had been walking up a ski run. There was only a trace of snow, so the going hadn't been too tough. On the edge of the trail Jill saw a picnic table.
She crawled onto the top of the table and stretched out on her back. She placed her shirt, bra, and the jacket she'd been carrying for two hours under her head.
The late fall sun was warm on her tits. So warm that she considered removing her pants for awhile as well. She let the thought pass. She didn't need to get arrested for indecent exposure. Not that she could imagine anyone being offended by her bare tits.
Jill lay back and let her imagination work on the drifting clouds overhead. She saw faces, cars and even animals in the drifting clouds.
Jill was almost asleep when she heard a voice.
"Hello. Mind if I join you?"
She was startled. She quickly at up and looked in the direction of the voice.
"Didn't mean to startle you miss. I can go find another table if you're shy. The view won't be quite the same, though."
Jill almost laughed at the guy's roundabout way of complimenting her.
"No, you're welcome to share my table," Jill said.
"If you're sure you don't mind?"
"No. Quite sure. I should be getting dressed and moving along anyway."
The stranger sat down next to her. He was about six feet tall, with long blond hair. He had his hair tied back in a ponytail that ran halfway down his back. His eyes were blue. Jill guessed his age at twenty-three.
She reached back for her shirt and bra. The stranger grabbed her hand in mid air.
"I won't bite," the stranger said.
She gave it a moment of thought and decided he looked like a trustworthy kid.
"I'm Jill."
"They call me Tad."
"Nice to meet you, Tad," Jill said.
"I'm curious. Do you do this often?" Tad asked, motioning toward her bare tits.
"Whenever I think I can without getting arrested," Jill said honestly.
"I see," Tad said. "Have you ever gotten fucked because your tits drove some poor guy crazy?"
"As a matter-of-fact, yes. Why? Are you interested?"
She could see by the look on Tad's face that he was. His voice, however, didn't seem to want to work at the moment. His mouth was moving, but nothing was coming out.
To rid Tad of some of the pressure, she bent forward and kissed him on the lips. It was a long, slow kiss. She pressed the tip of her tongue against his closed lips, then wormed her tongue into his mouth. She felt him loosen up slightly. She worked her tongue deeply into his mouth. She tasted his tongue with hers, and explored the inside of his mouth.
She broke the kiss. "You're cute, but kind of shy, aren't you?"
He didn't reply.
"Not to fear, I'll take care of you," she said.
She stood on the ground in front of him. She spread his knees and stepped up close to his body. She put her arms behind his neck and drew her body close to his. She could feel her tits pressing against the muscles of his chest.
Jill pressed her lips to Tad's once again. This time she was warmly received. She felt him drive his tongue firmly into her waiting mouth. That's more like it, she thought.
Jill gently pulled her mouth away from Tad's. He was still leaning forward, his mouth open. She stood on her toes and thrust a fat tit into Tad's mouth. She felt his tongue go to work immediately. She felt him lick across her nipple. He dragged his tongue heavily across her tender nipple several times.
She could feel her nipple swelling in his mouth. All too soon, he opened his mouth and let her tit fall free.
Being far from finished, Tad gently took her other tit in his hand and guided it to his mouth. He gave this nipple the same tongue treatment, until it too was hard.
She dropped her hands to his lap while he sucked on her nipples. She found the button to his pants and unfastened it. She tugged on the zipper until it was all the way down. She couldn't free his rapidly hardening cock. He was sitting and his pants were bunched up too much to allow her to tug his cock out.
"Stand up!" Jill panted.
Tad stood and helped her rid him of his pants. He gave no thought to the rapidly falling temperature on the top of the mountain. He was warm-and getting warmer all the time!
Jill felt him release his grip on her tits. She felt him drop his hands to the front of her pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped them and she stepped out of them easily, kicking off her shoes at the same time. She stood on her pants to avoid standing in the slight trace of snow on the ground.
She pulled him close to her. She could feel his hard cock pushing on her pussy mound. It was obvious that he was ready to fuck her.
Her mouth met his in a fierce kiss. Their tongues locked together, probing each other's mouth. She gripped his cock with her hand. She gently stroked his rock-hard prick-meat.
She felt his hand on her cunt. She parted her legs enough to allow his hand access to her warm pussy-slit. She felt his hand slide down to cover her pussy-hole.
Jill spread her legs a little bit wider. She felt Tad's hand slide up and down her wet pussyslit. She felt her clit brush against the palm of his hand with every pass it made. Slowly, she felt him slide a finger into her wet fuck-hole.
"Oh!" Jill moaned, breaking their kiss.
She felt his finger fuck deep into her cunt.
Tad continued to slide his hand over Jill's pussy mound. He had his middle finger buried in her cunt as deep as it would go. Every pass of his hand caused the base of his finger to bump her swollen clit.
Jill tried to concentrate on his cock. It was tough. Her pussy was in charge of her brain. It was having a good time.
Feeling guilty about neglecting his cock, Jill bent to her knees in front of him. This action caused his finger to slide out of her pussy.
She took his cock in her hand. She leaned forward and engulfed the cock-head in her mouth.
She licked lightly at the tip of his cock. She could already taste the salty cum taste on his prick.
She pushed her face down the length of his cock. She felt the head of his cock slide across the top of her mouth and into the back of her throat. She could easily take his cock into her mouth and throat.
Jill worked the muscles in the back of her throat, as if trying to swallow. She could feel her throat muscles tightening and massaging the head of his cock.
"Oh, shit!" Tad gasped. "That feels great, Jill!"
She continued on for several seconds, until she again tasted cum in the back of her throat. There was so much more she could do for him, if he could only hold out long enough to enjoy everything, she thought.
She pulled her face away from his groin, and felt his cock ease out of her mouth. She could see that the entire cock-shaft was wet with her spit. She took his cock in her hand again and lightly kissed the tip.
She grabbed the cock-head with her lips, then slid her face down the length of his prick-shaft again, shoving his cock-head deep into the back of her throat.
She felt his warm hands drop to her tits. He gently rolled her hard nipples. Then he lightly pinched them between thumb and forefinger.
She continued to bob her head back and forth on his cock. Each time, her pace increased slightly. With each lunge of his cock into her throat, she felt the pressure on her nipples increase. They were now locked in a vise-like grip. It felt to Jill as if her nipples would be crushed.
She could feel her pussy getting wet and ready for action. She slowed her pace, and finally ceased taking his cock into her throat. She pulled away and let his cock emerge.
Jill stood in front of him. She pulled Tad's face toward hers. They kissed with renewed fierceness. Their tongues darted. She reached behind him to pull him toward her more closely. She could feel his cock jutting between them.
Jill stepped over next to the picnic table. She guided him so that she stood between Tad and the table. She gave him one final kiss on the lips and turned her back.
Jill bent at the waist. She reached back and spread her asscheeks, giving him a perfect shot at her pussy-hole.
In no time at all, she felt Tad place his hand on the middle of her back. She felt the head of his cock press firmly against her pussy-lips.
Her cunt was so wet and ready that he needed only to nudge his cock against her pussy-lips. Her cunt-lips spread easily, eager to devour his cock.
She felt his cock slowly work its way into her fuck-hole. She could feel the tip fucking deep into her body. His cock gave off the heat that her pussy was eager for. She continued to feel the hot cock-meat sliding up through her pussy. It was fucking slowly but surely into the depths of her cunt.
When Jill no longer felt his cock sliding into her, she let go of her asscheeks. She placed her hands on the table in front of her. She figured she would need her hands to push back against his fuck-thrusts.
She felt his balls press against her clit. His cock was buried completely in her cunt-hole.
Tad started to ease his cock back out of Jill's slick cunt. He marveled at the feeling of her pussy. Tad had fucked only three girls in his life. Most of those fucks had been in the back seat of his car, since he had no place else to do it. But this was different.
Jill felt Tad withdraw his cock slowly from her pussy. He stopped with about two inches still buried inside her pussy. She felt his hands grip her asscheeks.
She felt the cock in her cunt begin to fuck back into the depths of her pussy. She pushed her hands down on the table. With her hands firmly planted, she pushed back against Tad's thrust. She forced her pussy back against the impaling cock that was fucking deep into her body.
When Tad had fucked his cock into her as far as it would go, he started to withdraw it and rock his hips at the same time. The rocking of his hips caused the tip of his cock to jab against the sides of Jill's pussy every half inch or so. The result added stimulation to the nerve endings in her pussy walls.
Jill took one hand off of the table top and thrust it down between her legs. She placed her hand under her pussy-hole. She felt Tad's balls as they pulled away from her body. She felt the shaft of his cock slowly sliding out of her fuck-hole. With her fingernails, she lightly scratched the underside of Tad's cock as he pulled it from her cunt.
When only the tip of his cock remained in her pussy, she put her fingertips to work on her clit. The tiny nub of flesh was standing up stiffly. Jill gently nudged it, causing a shiver of delight to pulse through her body.
She tapped her fingertips lightly on her swollen clit. Each tap sent a quiver through her body. Then she gently massaged her pussy-lips. Her cunt-lips were stretched around Tad's cock. She applied gentle but firm pressure to her stretched and parted cunt-lips.
Jill leaned closer to the table. Before she'd been using her hands to push herself away from the table. Now she lowered her tits until the nipples brushed the hard surface. She rolled her shoulders, cuasing her nipples to drag across the table top. Each nipple sent signals of sheer excitement to her brain and the rest of her body.
Tad began to increase the tempo of his thrusts. He could feel Jill's hand between her legs. He felt her fingernails lightly scratch at the underside of his cock. The sensation was totally new to him.
His cock reveled in the smooth, slick, soft feeling of the inside of her pussy. He began to fuck his cock faster in and out of her cunt.
Jill felt the speed increase. She pushed her hips harder against Tad's thrusts. With the increased power in each thrust, she could feel his cock fucking deeper into her pussy. She felt his balls slapping against her clit with every thrust.
Jill rocked her shoulders faster, causing her nipples to scrape across the wooden table top. Her brain was overloading with pleasure signals. Her nipples were tingling delightfully, her clit throbbing in ecstasy, and her pussy was getting a great reaming.
Tad began to slam his cock into her wet cunt. Harder and harder he pounded her pussy with his prick-meat. Faster and faster he drove his cock into her cunt.
Jill could feel a small trace of pussy-juice run out of her cunt and down her thigh. She rubbed at it with her hand and brought some of the pussy-cum to her mouth. She shoved her fingers into her mouth to suck off her fuck-juices.
As his pounding became more fierce, the small trace of pussy-juice became a large trace, then a steady stream.
Jill thrust her hand between her legs to get at the pussy-juice. Again and again her hand made the trip from her cunt to her mouth.
She felt her body start to quiver. The feeling started in her nipples and surged throughout her body. The rapidly slamming cock-meat in her pussy added to the feeling. Before she could do anything, the muscles in her cunt tightened. Her entire body tensed. She put both hands back on the top of the table for support.
"I'm cumming!" Jill cried. "Slam my fucking pussy!"
Tad felt the muscles in Jill's cunt tighten against his fucking cock. He heard her cry and increased his tempo again. His cock was flying in and out of her fuck-hole. Again and again he slammed his cock-meat hard against the back of her cunt-hole. Harder and harder his balls pounded against her excited clit.
Tad felt Jill's sudden gush of pussy-juice. Tad felt the pussy-cum spray out of her cunt with each thrust of his cock. He was fucking her pussy so hard and fast that he was pumping her pussy-cum out of her.
He gripped her hips firmly with his hands and pulled her pussy toward him. With his cock pounding into her and his hands pulling her pussy toward him, he was able to slam his prick even deeper than ever before.
Jill felt Tad's strong fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips. She felt him pull her whole body back against his powerful prick. Again and again she felt her body roughly pulled back against the cock that was fucking into her pussy-hole.
With each tug, Jill's nipples dragged across the rough wood of the table top. Her nipples continued to send excitement to the rest of her body.
"Ahhhh, fuck me! Pound my cunt-hole!" Jill cried.
Tad continued to slam his hot cock into her soaking wet pussy. He continued as long as he could hold off his building orgasm.
Jill felt Tad's body stiffen. She felt his pace suddenly change. The rapid thrusting into her pussy stopped suddenly. Her body continued to pulse with the continuing pleasure of her orgasm.
Jill felt Tad's cock start to shoot. She felt thick hot jets of cum spray deep into her hot cunt-hole. Tad had stopped his rapid thrusts and had changed to slower, more careful probings as he milked the cum out of his cock and into her waiting pussy.
Jill felt the texture of fluid running down her leg change. It suddenly became much thicker as Tad's hot cum was added to her pussy mixing bowl.
He continued to fuck his cock into her until every drop of cum had been shot into her pussy.
She felt his weight slump onto her back, his cock still buried deep in her fuck-hole.
Several moments later Jill felt Tad withdraw his wilting cock from her pussy.
"Sit up on the table," Tad said.
She did as she was told. She turned around and plopped her ass up on the picnic table.
Tad stepped forward, placed his hand between her tits and gently pushed her back.
Jill leaned back onto her elbows on the table top. Instantly, she saw what it was that Tad wanted. She lifted her feet and put them on the table.
Tad bent to his knees with her pussy directly in front of his face. He placed his hands on either side of her wet cunt-hole and pushed her thighs farther apart. He leaned his face forward until he was only an inch away from her cunt. He could smell his cum and her pussy-juice. The smells coming from her pussy-hole excited him.
Jill watched as he gently pressed the tip of his tongue to her pussy-lips. She jerked as if she'd been shocked. The flesh of her pussy was extremely sensitive.
Tad gently licked the insides of her thighs. He used only the very tip of his tongue. He continued until he could taste no more cum. Then, convinced she was clean on the outside, Tad started to lick her pussy clean. He flicked his tongue in and around her parted pussy-lips. He loved the taste of his hot cum mixed with her cunt-juices.
Jill was squirming slightly. His tongue was flicking lightly in and out of her cunt, going deeper each time.
Suddenly, Jill felt her pussy muscles contract. Tad had driven his tongue at least three inches into her cunt, and suddenly Jill couldn't take it anymore. Her pussy tightened around his probing tongue. She felt her body quiver. She felt her pussy suddenly fill with fresh, hot pussy-juice.
Tad felt her pussy tighten up around his tongue. He pressed his mouth over her cunt-hole, prepared to catch any fresh pussy-juice that might gush out.
Tad suddenly felt the hot fuck-juice coat his tongue and the inside of his mouth. It was warm, salty, and very slick on his tongue.
Finally, convinced that he'd licked her clean, Tad stood up near the end of the table. He saw Jill looking at him.
"Thank you," Tad said. "That was really great."
"Yes it was." Jill smiled, sliding over to one side of the table. Tad sat in the space she had just left.
Suddenly remembering where they were, Jill asked, "Were you going up the mountain or down?"
"Up."
"Me too. Lets finish together."
She and Tad rested another few minutes. Then they got dressed and started to hike the remaining distance to the top of the mountain.
Once at the top, she and Tad both agreed that the trip up had been much more specatacular than the end of the journey. They shared a chair on the lift down.
On the trip down the mountain, Tad asked, "So, Jill, you married?"
"Yes. Why do you ask?"
"I just wanted to know if you'd be interested in dinner tonight," he said.
"I'm married, but he's not here. And I'd love to have dinner with you tonight. Pick me up around eight."
She gave him directions to the lodge just as the chair was touching the landing pad. They kissed quickly and parted company.