My favorite group play to date was one for the record books. Not that I’m keeping score, but does it get any better than a sexy Austrian man getting dropped off by a ski plane for a day of backcountry skiing, followed by a long night in bed together, road head on his way home, a second sex date AND car sex on the way to the airport? I mean, come on…..
It all started on Feeld, where so many great bedtime adventures do. If you haven’t heard of Feeld, it’s a dating app whose mission is to ‘create safer, more inclusive spaces online and IRL for everyone to express and explore gender, sexuality, and desire outside of existing blueprints.’ It’s for folks who want to explore their sexuality in respectful, non-traditional ways. And the threesome in this story was in NO way traditional.
His name was Sean, and his photos were stunning. Naked, sculpted, and adventuring in nature. Yes, please. We had chatted for a couple of weeks, and my husband, myself, and Sean had instant chemistry. We discussed STI status, desires, boundaries, and fantasies, and my interest was piqued. He was planning a visit from Austria to see some friends, and we had a short window of time to make a date happen. When the day came for our date, he dropped a pin on Google maps of where a ski plane would land and drop him off. That’s right, this man would meet us in the mountains, in the backcountry, by way of plane. Right off the bat I thought ‘no way will we ever find this man,’ and I prepared myself for a day skiing in the mountains seeking this plane, but figured we’d never actually meet up. I dressed in lingerie, underneath my ski clothes of course, in the hopes that a bit of mountaintop hanky panky would take place.
My hubby and I started skinning (essentially hiking with skis on), to the mystical pin drop in the middle of nowhere. Along the way, we passed by friends, and we even skied by the first woman we ever had sex with on Feeld. I remember joking, ‘if it doesn’t work out with Sean, maybe she’s available tonight!’
A couple miles back the Valley of Sin (not making this up! That’s actually the name of where we were skiing…..how fitting), a plane started circling overhead. It made a few passes, and as the rumble of the engine filled the sky, my heart was pounding. No way did Sean just happen to be flying over us at the perfect moment, or was it him? I didn’t want to get my hopes up, but my heart rate and wetness didn’t agree with this strategy. I was beyond excited.
The plane made a few more passes over us before touching down, kicking up snow as it did. There was a huge flurry of snow that blocked my vision for a time, but when things settled back down, and the plane took off once more, all that remained after the snow flurry was a tall man heading my way on skis; Sean. I was shocked we found him, and even more shocked by how well the timing worked out. Though he was pretty covered up in ski clothes, immediately I could tell how attractive he was. Tall, athletic, strong, kind, and mysterious. Yum. Conversation flowed with ease as we hiked ridgeline after ridgeline, and skied endless slopes of perfectly untouched snow. He was not only hot, tall, kind, and conversational, but he was a member of search and rescue in Austria. I felt safe with him, so I skied steeper lines than I ever had. The adrenaline, excitement, exercise, and stunning views all added to my arousal. When the sun began to set, and the ski day came to a close, we all clamored in my car and headed home where festivities really began…..
For the rest of the story, check out my Patreon. There, you’ll read how this story ends (think CNC, shower sex, road head, belt whippings, threesomes, bruises, biting, and car sex).
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