I work for a relatively small manufacturer's rep firm in Southern California. There are the two guys who started the business plus another guy and me in outside sales, and two in the office handling the phone and clerical stuff. I'm making noticeably more money than I would working for a salary in an office somewhere. Not bad for a twenty-five year old who barely managed to earn his bachelor's degree. Another good part is that I'm pretty much in charge of my own time so I can take a day off every once in a while if my sales have been good.
That's why I'm up at Mammoth for some skiing. I called a reservation service and got a room in a place that I knew existed but I've never been to before. It's a bunch of condos that the place rents out for the owners. It costs a little more than a motel room but it's right next to the gondola that takes me up the mountain, so I can park my car and not worry about driving around in the snow and ice. I got here very late Thursday night and skied all day today, Friday. I did o.k., good enough to almost kid myself into thinking I'm better at it than I really am.
There's a bar downstairs that I'm told is the best pick-up spot up here, so that's where I head after a shower and a late dinner. It's jammed with people, loud with noise, a live band playing. I manage to get to the bar and buy a beer and then move off a little to more carefully look the place over. It takes me a moment to realize that I'm standing next to a very attractive girl. She's short, maybe five foot three or so, cute face and a noticeable set of knockers. I realize she's looking at me and grinning and has caught me eyeing her boobs.
"Noisy," she almost yells at me.
"Yeah," I reply, a little embarrassed being caught checking her out.
"Why are you here?" she asks.
"Skiing," I reply.
"No," she says, "I mean here, in this bar right now specifically."
How do I answer that? Well, might as well be blunt and truthful. "Looking to pick up a girl," I finally reply.
Her grin becomes a big smile. "Oh, an honest man. Why do you think so many girls are here?"
"The obvious answer is, to pick up a guy, I guess. And since the chances of finding Mister Right in a bar like this isn't high, I imagine they're thinking of instant gratification only. Maybe some are really just hoping for some free drinks from a guy."
She grins some more. "Well you won't have to buy me a drink. Why do you think they can't find a Mister Right in a bar? Do you think you can't find a Missus Right in a pick-up bar?"
This is getting deeper than I expected. "Maybe I was too quick to say that. My Missus Right would have to enjoy sex just like I do. That would almost have to mean she'd experienced it and liked it. I'm not a virgin, why should she be? In fact, a virgin in her mid twenties would probably be someone that wasn't horny enough to want badly to find out what sex is all about much earlier. So I guess there's no reason she couldn't be in a bar like this one."
She grins again. "You're covering yourself o.k. So, you're looking to pick up a girl? What would you do with her if you succeeded?"
"Take her to my room."
Another grin. "No, specifically, what would you do with her back in your room?"
How do I answer that? Honest and blunt I guess. "Well, we'd get naked. Since she's obviously horny or wouldn't be there, she'd probably start by sucking me and getting a mouthful. I'd then slowly work my way down her body and end up giving her an orgasm with my mouth and fingers. Then we'd fuck as often as we could. If we felt it was just a one-time thing, I'd later take her back to her place. If we both appreciated what happened, she'd spend the night and we'd do a repeat in the morning and then ski together and come back for some more the next night. Maybe get her to bring her suitcase over. Eventually either I drive her back home down in the LA area or take her back to her friends to get back home."
"The perfect answer, exactly what I was hoping might happen tonight," she says, really smiling now. "Let me get my coat, you've just managed to accomplish what you wanted."
"Wait," I say to her as I think about what we're about to do. "You asked me to be specific on a couple things, now let me ask you to be specific. Condoms or not? Are you on the pill?"
She grins, "Yes, so that's not a problem. As for disease, I was with the same guy for a long time and we broke up not long ago and I haven't had any sex for several weeks, which is why I'm horny enough to do something stupid like this. So I'm sure I don't have any diseases. You?"
"Almost the same story. I was with a girl for eight months and we had lots and lots of sex. I started to feel serious but when I suggested we should move in together she let me know the sex was terrific, which is why she kept dating me, but she had no interest in making a commitment to me. That led us both to realize it was basically a waste of time to keep going so, like you, I haven't had sex for several weeks. So I'm sure I don't have any disease and I'm also horny enough to do something stupid like this. In fact, I'm glad because I'm not used to using condoms and I like the spontaneity of just doing what you want when you want. So let's go."
She goes over to the wall and picks a heavy parka off a hook and starts slipping it on. I stop by another hook and grab my jacket. As we head out the door she says, "That jacket isn't very warm for as cold as it is."
"We aren't going far," I tell her, "Just across the open space here. I'm staying in this same complex."
"Oh, I didn't realize it was a hotel."
"When I decided to come up here I called a reservation service at almost the last minute," I tell her as we go into the building and head for the elevator. "Of what's available, they mentioned that this was right next to the bottom of the gondola so I can just walk a hundred feet or so and buy my ticket and ride up to the slopes. It costs a little more but not a lot so I took it. I've never stayed here before either."
We go up the elevator and walk down the hall a short way to my unit. As we go in, she says, as if she's surprised, "Gee, a living room and kitchen, this is an apartment."
"Yeah, these are all owned by people and management rents them out. I took a one bedroom instead of a bachelor unit because it's about seven dollars a night more and just seemed better." Our jackets come off and we head into the bedroom. She never says anything and just starts unbuttoning her blouse so I start undressing too.
Shortly, we're both naked. She has a very good body. Feminine hips, not slim boy's hips. A firm looking, round butt, really small waist with just a hint of a little roundness. And then her breasts. They're not freaks but they're about a size bigger than I'd expect on her fairly small body. I'm sure guys pay a lot of attention to them, they're very full and attractive, large nipples. Her legs are very shapely, good muscle definition, with fairly slim thighs that seem to leave a gap or opening to her pussy. On top is that cute face and brown hair cut fairly short. "You have a gorgeous body," I tell her.
She grins. "You're the one with the gorgeous body," she says, stepping to me and reaching down and grasping my very erect cock. I'm no body builder but I play soccer regularly, just recreation league games, and play at basketball with a couple friends on a playground, so I'm in decent shape. I'm about eight inches or more taller than her. My cock isn't anything humongous but perhaps just a little more than average. At least I've never had any complaints about it.
We kiss, her keeping hold of my cock with one hand, the other arm around me. She then drops down onto her knees and starts on my cock. She looks at it and smiles, kisses it, licks up and down it, bending her head to either side. She looks up at me and grins, starts playing with my balls with one hand while she slides her other hand back and forth on my cock a little. She licks around the head, opens her mouth and takes the head in and licks and sucks on it a little. She pulls her head back and looks up at me, holding my cock and balls, "I think an erect cock is what sex is all about," she says. "You have a really good looking cock." She then opens her mouth wide and starts taking me into her mouth.
I've been with five girls, each lasting a little while, months at least, starting back in high school. Every one of them has sucked my cock just as I've licked every one of their pussies. So I'm not the world's expert on cock sucking but she's giving me the best blow job I've ever had. She likes what she's doing. She's not trying to get me to cum quickly and she's not just doing it because she thinks she should. She likes my cock. She sucks a while, moves her lips back and forth on me and when I start getting close to cumming, she backs off, licks my balls, kisses my thighs, lets me relax a little before going back to seriously sucking me off. Then she does it again. Stopping in between to look up and give me a dirty grin, then run her tongue around the head and start sucking me again. Lots of slurps and satisfied sounds almost like humming.
