Girl Posse Skis Aspen Pt 06

Girl Posse Ski Aspen - Highlands Revisited

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Today's quotes to ponder are:

"There is nothing in the world like going out onto an untouched, open, virgin mountain slope drenched under a thick blanket of new powder snow. It gives a supreme feeling of freedom and mobility. A great sense of flying, moving anywhere in a great white paradise." ~ Hans Gmoser

It's tough to make predictions, especially about the future. ~ Yogi Berra is a famous American sports philosopher known for his witticisms.

When I call, the Posse comes. I'm Nikki Madison, and I'm the Girl Posse Leader. The Posse plays and parties together. This week, we have gathered in Aspen to ski and frolic in one of the world's most famous ski areas.

We play by our own rules, and even then, there are not many rules. No means no, and an open door is an invitation to join. And the Posse shares. One would say we are all very good friends with benefits. And the Posse are independent women capable of making their own decisions to living by the consequences.

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This story contains sexual activities and situations between consenting adults. All characters are above the age of eighteen. Any similarity to any individual, living or deceased, or location is coincidental and unintended.

Each story will be told in the first person; however, there are eight days in our week, and eight women are members of the Aspen Posse. I am planning eight viewpoints - nine stories. Today's story will be told from Harper's viewpoint. But first, Bay, will finish Day Five! Harper and the Posse return to Aspen Highlands.

What's Been the Best Fifteen Minutes of Your Day So Far?

I awoke suddenly. A warm smile crossed over my face. I instantly remembered the pleasure I had just shared with Olivia and Nikki the night before. I was indeed happy. We were under the bed covers, and I could feel a slight chill, so I pulled Olivia in tighter. Nikki was not in bed with us. Olivia and I were alone.

Olivia's hips snugly fit against my body. I loved the feel of her body; It felt very natural. I could easily get used to this. I could feel the heat of Olivia's body against mine. It was a splendid feeling, and it was now my turn to pleasure Olivia.

As I moved closer, Olivia unconsciously rolled into me. Olivia, with her eyes closed, lay her head quietly on my chest, and our naked bodies were intertwined. Her breasts rose and fell against my own, silently breathing heavily. I felt very content at that very moment, but I wanted more of this lovely creature.

I softly ran my fingers in circles around her earlobe and delicately traced the outer lobe of her ear. My fingers slid smoothly down her neck. I am not in a rush, and I take my time. I gently kissed and licked her lower lobe. As I softly blow into her ear, I nibble on her ear. I feel her body twist; I am holding her body tight against me. I don't want to wake her, well, not yet anyway.

Olivia unconsciously tightens her arms around my waist. Her left eye opens slightly. She smiles; I smile back as I lower my head to kiss her. Turning my head slightly, I gently suck on her upper lip, blowing warm air at the same time. When I let go of her lip, I feel the heat building between us. It feels good.

I tenderly pulled Olivia's body, so we were lying on our sides, face to face. She wrapped her arms around me, holding me tightly and pressing us closer. We kiss passionately. My hand cupped the underside of her breast, gently caressing her perky mound, and my fingers discovered her nipple. I gently rubbed the now-hardening nipple with my thumb and finger. Olivia tenderly released more soft whimpers. I whispered, "Relax, sweetie, I can't get enough of you."

My fingers were exploring her perky boobies, gently caressing her bare skin. I could feel Olivia's body tighten to my touch. With my mouth and tongue, I explored her neck, her shoulders, and her breasts. I was mesmerized by Olivia's soft, smooth skin.

Positioning my body in front of Olivia, I straddled her; my chest was dangling over Olivia's body and with two fingers on each boob, she playfully tweaked my nipples. I lowered my body into her face, and her tongue found my left nipple. She twirled her tongue around my areola; it was my turn to whimper.

Moving down her torso, she gradually fell flat on the bed, slightly propping her legs and knees. My hand tenderly explored further down her flat stomach. Olivia lifted her legs, spreading them slightly, and gave me free access to her sex. Her bare pussy was glistening, and I could feel her wetness. My fingers gently caressed her mons; her clitoris hardened at my touch, and the frequency of her whimpers increased rapidly.

Blowing warm air, I brushed my mouth across her outer lips; using my tongue, I easily parted her labia, giving me the taste of her pussy. It was sweet and delicious. As I pushed my tongue further inside her sweetness, I wanted more, needed more. My tongue smoothly covered the length of her luscious lips to her clit. Olivia's body bounced slightly at the shockwave created by my swooshing tongue. To ease her sensations, I made softer kisses against her smooth skin.

Olivia's body was glistening, trembling in tune with each gentle kiss, and she squirmed as my tongue and mouth explored every inch of her inner thighs. To hold her still, I gently held the sides of her thighs, pulling her legs even wider. Pressing my face and mouth closer, my tongue licked and twirled around her swollen clitoris. Olivia was on the edge; her breathing was heavier, and more moans followed her moans.

As her lower body squirmed and twisted, I increased my tongue movements on her mons. She screamed, "Oh, Oh, Oh!" calmly followed by a second wave, "Oh, Oh, Oh!" Her body was pulsating, and her fluid flowed. I buried my head between her thighs, and I eagerly lapped up all I could. I, too, was close, but at the moment, this was all about Olivia's pleasure.

Olivia pulled my body up to lie next to her; Olivia kissed me, " Bay, hold me! Thank you for the tender wake-up call." We embraced. I snuggled in behind her. Her booty was nestled in my crotch.

Outside the room, we could hear Nikki returning, "Wake girls, we're skiing at Highlands today, and the first SUV leaves in 30 minutes." Entering the room, she sees both of us snuggling under the covers. Giggling, she remarked, "I leave you for ten minutes and you have hot and heavy sex! Get dressed bitches!"

We Get Ready In Thirty Minutes - Harper's Ready

I'm ready to go; the others are lagging. So, I guess I have to take on the role of Cruise Director. No one's prepared to leave. Everyone's acting like they were overserved last night. Pepper left with Eric and Dirk and arrived back here early this morning.

Clare, Willow, and I came back with Martin and Robert, two guys from California. They told me where, but I can't remember. We hung out in the hot tub, but they didn't stay long. They were more into Willow, but she eventually lost interest in them, so they left hurriedly. However, it might have been something Clare said or did. I don't remember that either. I will ask her later.

Finally, everyone's dressed and ready. Eager might not be as appropriate. The slopes off the Exhibition, Cloud Nine, and Loge's Peak chairs are our targets today. If we get separated, we'll meet at the Cloud Nine Alpine Bistro at one o'clock. That's the plan.

Pepper, Bay, and Clare ventured off to the Steeplechase section immediately off Loge Peak; lots of Expert runs that merged into the Temerity Chair lift. Harper, Willow, Nikki, Olivia, and Heather stuck to the original plan. The chairs are high-speed quads, so there was always an out person; sometimes we split into three and two; sometimes we had no choice. On one run down the Memory Lane trail, we got separated. No one saw me fall, so by the time I reached the chair, I was several chairs behind the Posse.

Every Woman For Themselves

At the top of the chair, they went right back down Exhibition, and I went left to catch the Loge Peak Chair. Blanchard, the guy beside me on the quad, followed me to Loge Peak. He was cute, with a southern accent, and he chatted me up. He persuaded me to take a few runs in the Olympic Bowl area before lunch.

He convinced me by saying, "Harper, a few slopes still have powder, a little crusted, but they are nice and smooth runs. Are you game?"

I readily agreed and off we went. I had time before our meet-up at Cloud Nine, so it didn't take much arm-twisting from Blanchard. Only a few of the runs were Double Diamonds.

Blanchard and I kept skiing the Bowls and reached the top of Cloud Nine just after twelve. We had time for one more run. We missed the cutoff for the Cloud Nine chair, ending up on the Moment of Truth trail, one of Highlands' most exciting slopes. Unfortunately, the trail feeds to a flat catwalk, which requires time to maneuver. Two skiers had no business on the Moment of Truth trail or even the catwalk.

When we finally reached the Exhibition Chair, it was after our Cloud Nine meet-up time, so I sent Willow a text,

'So sorry Babe, I'm at the base of Highlands. I'm having lunch in the Village

.

Catch up with you guys after lunch.'

Willow replied,

'Who's the guy?'

I instantly replied,

'His name is Blanchard. You'll like him!'

She replied with a

'Thumbs up!"

Let Me Tell You A Little Secret

Blanchard and I had lunch at the

Willow Creek Bistro

in the Village. I giggled as they seated us by the window. Blanchard asked me, "Harper, what's so amusing?"

Now, laughingly nervously, I hesitated, what version do I tell him, so I just blurted it out, "Blanchard, do you want the whole story or the abbreviated one?"

Being a gentleman, he replied, "Whatever makes you comfortable!"

I promptly responded, "Blanchard, let's go with the full version. I don't want to spring any surprises on you. You're cute and extremely nice." I paused, then continued, "I'm here with seven good female friends, and one of the friends is my Significant Other. Her name is Willow."

Blanchard peered at me a little awkwardly, adding, "I get the connection to the restaurant. But if you have a girlfriend, why are you here with me and not her?

Pausing, I replied, 'Blanchard, that's a fair question... "

But before I could respond, he interrupted, "Harper, you're one of the hotties that I have seen skiing together today? I only saw five of you?"

I remarked, "Blanchard, there are eight. We call ourselves the Girl Posse, and we meet periodically in various locations. Several girls are from the East Coast, two from San Francisco, and one from Chicago. Willow and I live in Dallas."

He replied, " Okay, I understand. I live in Atlanta, and I'm here with a few friends. But why aren't you with your girlfriend now? Mind you, I'm not complaining, but I find it odd. "

"Let me try to explain. The Posse plays and parties together." I paused, took two deep breaths, adding, " And we share each other. One would say we are all good friends with benefits."

Blanchard's jaw dropped. He remarked, "Say that again? "

I repeated what I just said, adding, "We play by our own rules. We are all unique in our own ways, and some of us are a little different than the other girls."

Blanchard stared at me with a perplexed look. He was speechless, trying to figure out what I was telling him.

Having had this conversation before, I just played my cards, remarking, "Yes, Blanchard, I have a secret in my panties!"

Blanchard mumbled, "You're a chick with a dick, but you have boobies?" He was a little agitated, perhaps more nervous. He kept shaking his head. We sat in silence for a few moments. I hesitated, but I placed my hand over the top of his. He did not push me away.

He responded, "Harper, to say that I am astonished is an understatement. I had no idea. You are stunning, and the fact that you are a transwoman renders me speechless."

I could not sense what he was thinking or feeling, so I played all my cards. "Blanchard, most likely after lunch, the Posse will ski Golden Horn. Perhaps, we will have a few cocktails at the

Highland Alehouse

or head directly back to our chalet. If you and your buddies want to join us, that would be fun. If not, I'll understand!" I paused, then added, "Blanchard, I'm not the only transwoman." I snickered, adding, "BTW, the entire Posse is not trans!"

After lunch, Blanchard paid, and we parted ways. He took the Exhibition chair to the

Merry-Go-Round

to meet up with his buddies, and I took the Thunderbowl chair to get a few runs on Golden Horn. Before he left, Blanchard kissed me on the cheek, adding, "Harper, how can I let you know?" We exchanged cell phone numbers.

I texted Willow,

'I'm skiing Golden Horn.'

She replied, '

We're still at Cloud Nine. We'll meet up in a bit! Are you with the guy?'

I responded, '

I'm alone. He knows. He may or may not show! He's catching up with his buddies.'

She replied,

'Gotcha. His loss! See you soon, Babe.'

It's Warm and Sunny on Golden Horn

Finishing up a hard day's skiing on the Golden Horn slopes is exciting. When it's warm and sunny, it's the best - a terrific way to wrap up your day. The Posse showed up in twos. Willow and Heather arrived first, followed soon by Olivia and Nikki. Pepper, Clare, and Bay. As a group, the Posse took several runs on Golden Horn.

We were eight stunningly gorgeous women schussing and cruising. Laughing and just having a good time. Once we declared that this was our last run for the day, we found some seats outdoors at the

Alehouse

. The Posse settled in to relax and enjoy the sunshine. From the wine list, Nikki selected a few tasty Chardonnays from California; the white wine flowed.

Blanchard and his buddies, Bennett and Beau, did show. Perhaps more out of curiosity, or maybe they wanted to live a fantasy. The Posse had an unwritten pact: No one reveals who is trans and who is not. My secret was out, but for the others, we kept the Southern boys guessing.

The Southern boys mingled, enjoying the Posse's lively party atmosphere. Pepper took a liking to Bennett, and he seemed captivated by her. The boys accepted our invitation to join us at the Chalet. Since they had taken the Resort shuttle, we loaded their gear onto one of the SUVs and headed back to the Chalet. This party was just getting started.

Hot Tub Or Bust

When we arrived back at the chalet, Olivia, Bay, and Nikki prepared some munchies. Willow and Clare took drink orders. We opened a few bottles of wine, and I made a few Italian Spritzers. Pepper and Heather took the guys onto the Deck, heating the hot tub and the outdoor propane heaters. Blanchard, Bennett, and Beau settled in around the fire pit. It was nice and toasty outside. I brought the guys drinks and sat in one of the chairs beside Blanchard. Pepper and Heather went back inside.

Beau, the more outgoing of the trio, spoke first, " Are all the girls available, or are they already hooked up with another girl?"

Giggling, I replied, "Beau, we all misbehave; the level of our kink and naughtiness varies. We share, and yes, several of us are here with our S.O." I paused, adding,

" That's not an obstacle. We are all good friends with benefits

.

His face expressed his disbelief.

Bennett, chuckling to himself, mumbled, "Someone pinch me!" We all laughed, although the guys' laughs were nervous laughs.

Blanchard spoke, "If I may ask, Harper, who besides you is a transwoman? Everyone, including you, is gorgeous." A question I anticipated, but before I could answer, Nikki and Bay placed the munchies on the side tables. Willow brought out the wine.

Nikki overheard the question and directed her response to Blanchard, " Blanchard, right, I'm sure Harper has told you, the Posse has an unwritten pact - no one reveals who is trans and who is not! If she wants to on her own, that's cool." Nikki paused, glancing at the hot tub, she added, " Anyone's secret will soon be revealed, once they're naked! "

Chuckling, Bay interjected, "Remember, guys, our rules are limited, but a No is a firm no!" She teasingly blew a kiss!

Willow snickered, "And boys,

the

everyone includes you too." Willow had already removed her ski sweater, pulled her Cami undershirt over her head, revealing her gorgeous boobies, encased in her black mid-cup bra. She then wiggled out of her boots and sleek ski pants. In her sheer G-string, showing off her dancer's body, she posed for the guys, adding, "Anyone care to join me in the hot tub?" She grabbed her wine and quickly slipped into the tub.

Beau, who didn't have to be asked twice, stripped naked and hurriedly joined her. I didn't get a good look at his cock. Although they didn't leave their chairs, Bennett and Blanchard's eyes remained focused on Willow's near-perfect booty. They were mesmerized, and I understand fully. Her body might captivate you, but it's Willow's charm, along with her mind, that awestruck me.

Nikki glanced at Bay, "Bay, let's go change." She then added, "We'll be right back!"

It Feels Like a Parade - Coming and Going.

Heather was the first to rejoin us on deck. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt, but underneath, I'm positive she's sporting a bikini. It was almost like a parade. Olivia returned wearing a camisole ski top, sans bra, and a sexy string bikini bottom. Her nipples were visible through the top. She sat next to Bennett.

Clare and Pepper were wearing matching, tight high-cut one-piece swimsuits. Clare was carrying a tray of Italian spritzers. Her suit was red, and Pepper's was black. Their slim crotch area fit snugly over their cocks, and their bulges confirmed that both were transwomen. The tightness of their suits left nothing to anyone's imagination. Pepper always seems to flaunt her goods and stands right next to Blanchard. Her cock was at his eye level. Clare gave both guys their drinks.

I discreetly caressed Blanchard's legs, though his ski pants. His bulge was visible pressing against the tight fabric. I remarked, "Just be patient, Dude, all of the secrets will be revealed.

Nikki and Bay rejoined. Both were wearing their swimsuits. Nikki was hidden under your T-shirt; Bay's red bikini top was visible, but her bikini bottom was covered by a wrap-around tied at her waist. Bay instantly joined Willow and Beau in the hot tub. Nikki sat next to me.

Clare and Pepper joined the girls and Beau. As she entered the hot tub, Clare turned toward Bennett, "Hey, Dude, do you want to join us?"

He promptly replied, "Sure!" and instantly removed his ski clothes, tossing them on one of the nearby chairs. Bennett is tall, fit, and trim, and his package is nicely proportionate. He's not a enormous as Pepper, but his cock looks delicious. Once in the hot tub, he sat between Clare and Pepper.

Blanchard, watching all this take place, remarked, "That's out of character. When you think you know someone, they throw you a curveball. "