Tracy was a brunette, 20 years old, curvy, with a medium athletic build and around 5' 7" tall. She was a lovely girl with a nice friendly smile, nice round breasts and a cute butt. She loved the outdoors, so John's suggestion to pick her up at her apartment to go skiing the following Saturday morning was perfect.
Saturday, she was ready to go, wearing a pullover sweater, and form fitting ski pants which showed off her figure well. She had her jacket, skis, poles and boots ready by the door. John was on time, and after meeting and greeting her, he loaded her gear in the car and they were off. They chatted during the drive to the slopes. John told Tracy that he had been a ski instructor off and on, and he promised her that they would have fun.
John was in his mid 30s, with sandy hair, and a strong and athletic build suiting his 6' 1" frame. He has the look of someone who spends a lot of time outdoors. Since both of them had breakfast already, they went directly to the slopes. After switching to their ski gear, he bought the tickets and they took the lift.
Tracy had been to this ski resort before. They were cruising down the intermediate runs she knew. From time to time John would offer some friendly pointers to help with her skiing techniques. Up and down they went skiing the runs and open trails on the mountain. They took a rest for lunch in the lodge, and then went back up the mountain for more skiing.
This time at John's insistence, they went to the more advanced runs, though John kept right beside Tracy helping her along. "Lean forward to the down line; push with your boots and don't lean back; cut sharper with the edges on that turn." They went further, John leading Tracy to runs she had not been on before.
Tracy was thrilled skiing those demanding runs, especially having her own private instructor, and building her trust with John by following his instructions. "Just a couple more runs before we quit." John said, pushing Tracy to ski some more. So off they went again.
When they finally got off the mountain, Tracy was tired, thirsty and stiff. She had not skied like that before but it had been exhilarating with John right there. All she had to do was to listen and follow John.
John suggested dinner and she didn't really mind where they went, just as long as she got some rest! Relaxing in the car she found John had taken her to his condo, and said he would make dinner for her. "Wow, a man who knows how to cook, I've got to see this." she thought.
John had a nice large one bedroom condo with a fireplace. Since it was still cold, he had the heater turned up and a fire going too. Tracy was relaxing on the couch listening to music when John handed her a large glass of wine. She was thirsty so the wine went down easily. John promptly refilled it for her, while he whipped up some salad, bread and pasta for dinner. John made sure Tracy's wine glass was never empty.
After an enjoyable dinner, they moved over to the couch to get comfortable with more wine. John turned Tracy toward him to give her a kiss. "Ouch!" she said as she found her back muscles had stiffened up from skiing.
John, seeing an opportunity, said "Let me help you to work out those knots" and moved to sit behind Tracy to massage her with his hands. He started work on her neck, then moved down to her shoulders. "Better lay down on the couch so I can work on you properly." He helped her off with her shoes, then to lay down along the couch on her front. He perched on her left side by her hips, and started to work his magic on her.
The apartment was warm with both the heater and the fire going. Adding the effects of the wine, Tracy was getting rather warm. She was also getting a little warm from John's hands on her, so when he asked if he could move her sweater, she quickly agreed. With his hands starting on her lower back, he slowly pushed her sweater up higher and higher as he worked. When he found her bra strap, he just unclasped it and carried on. Tracy was enjoying the massage, so she didn't complain. She actually felt a lot cooler with her sweater pushed up off her back. Straightening her arms out above her head, John pushed the sweater completely off and continued to massage her neck, back, shoulders and sides. His hands felt so good that she closed her eyes to enjoy the pampering.
John then changed direction a little to massage Tracy's lower back and down to her hips. Her stretch pants wouldn't allow his hands to go down very far, so he found the side zipper and gently lowered it. With no complaint from Tracy, he worked on her lower back, and the top of her buttocks, all the while pushing her stretch pants along with her panties lower and lower. Very quickly, he managed to have her entire butt exposed to his hands, and as he pushed her pants, Tracy actually lifted up a bit to make it easier for him to slide her garments down her thighs. His hands continued their work on the muscles in the back of her thighs and, as he finally slid her pants and panties completely off, he moved to her calves. Tracy was so relaxed that she almost fell asleep enjoying John's hands massaging and caressing her body.
John spent some time massaging her feet and avoided her intimate places so wouldn't alarm her. Her butt looked enticing, especially the shadowy area between her thighs, but there would be time for that later he hoped. He changed direction, moving slowly back up to knead Tracy's shoulders. Brushing her hair aside, he leaned forward and gently kissed the back of her neck, running his lips across to the side of neck and up to her ear, nibbling it softly and sending little sparks through her. He reached across for her arm and turned her over towards him for a kiss, leaving her bra on the couch. Tracy kissed John back and realized she was completely naked as his right hand found her bare breasts, while he searched out her tongue as he fondled her breasts.
Tracy's firm and perky breasts were more than just a handful and felt wonderful as he drew circles around her areolas and slowly rolled her nipples. Her hard buds were very sensitive to his touch, and she was getting aroused from his caressing. She moaned slightly as his right hand descended down over her front. Ever so slowly, his hand played across her stomach before finally reaching her pubic mound.
===== Chapter Two =====
John twirled his fingers around in the soft hair of Tracy's trimmed bush then descended lower still toward her center. She parted her legs slightly inviting him to explore further, while he was sucking on her nipples and playing with her lower lips with his hand. Tracy held John's head against her breasts, and opened her legs wider to encourage him to part her lips. With that signal, John lifted her left leg up against the back of the couch and moved her right foot onto the floor to spread her legs as wide as possible.
He slowly pressed his middle finger between her pussy lips, parting them to find she was wet and flowing. His finger went in easily between her lips, sliding inside her hot tunnel. He twisted and stroked her inside, making her lift her hips towards his hand, wanting for more. John teased her, pressing his thumb along her slit, but carefully avoiding her clit before adding a second finger to fuck her, driving her passion higher and higher.
Finally he relented and used his thumb to massage her clit, which was standing up erect and throbbing. He rubbed her wetness all over her clit, making her moan out loud. John was using his large hand to combine his fingers fucking her with his thumb playing with her clit. Tracy was beside herself with the sensations she was feeling.
John shifted his position lower and placed his mouth directly over her sweet pussy. After their dinner, Tracy was now his dessert. Her nectar tasted wonderful as he licked between her lips and savored her scent. He once again teased her by avoiding her clit, lapping between her lips from the bottom up. Using his tongue he separated her folds then stuck his tongue in as deeply as he could, licking inside her wet hole.
Without warning, he moved, and sucked her clit firmly between his lips and then lashed it with his tongue, driving her closer and closer to her climax. Each time he felt she was going to cum, he would slow down, just keeping her on the edge. It was driving the poor girl crazy. She held his head between her hands and was trying to pull him further into her. While keeping Tracy occupied, John slowly managed to undress himself between caresses for the next part of her seduction.
