"Well, there's always veggies to chop and garlic to peal," Sara replied.
Julie bravely stepped up and offered to help prepare the veggies, stir fried broccoli and onions, and she smiled sheepishly at me as I winked at her and peeled the paper off the garlic.
Dinner was awesome. Marc had grilled the steaks to perfection, Sara had boiled the marinade down to a nice dipping sauce and the stir-fried broccoli was delicious. The potatoes were baked perfectly on the coals, Sara had brought up plenty of butter and sour cream and I had thought ahead and brought some green onions. A little chopped bacon would have been perfect, but we did alright without. After all, we were roughing it.
Julie helped Sara with the cleanup then the four of us chatted and laughed around the dining table over several games of cribbage before retiring to the wood stove with a glass of wine or whiskey. Talk was casual and before we knew it bedtime had arrived.
Julie said her good nights with a yawn and I chatted with Marc and Sara for a bit as she climbed into the loft. I figured that would give her time to be up there by herself, settle into the sleeping bag, and get comfortable. I said goodnight and climbed the spiral staircase to the loft.
The light was dim, but I was able to navigate around without difficulty. Julie peered out at me from under the sleeping bag as I undressed, and I wormed my way into the bag next to her.
Julie was surprisingly, and thankfully, naked, as was I. We smiled at each other, cuddling in the sleeping bag, and holding each other as we listened to the low voices of my brother and his girlfriend. Julie snuggled closer to me and kissed my neck, I responded by tenderly kissing her lips.
I ran my hand up and down her deliciously naked and warm, soft body. Julie draped a leg over me, pulled herself closer and kissed me. I leaned forward, pushing Julie flat on her back with her head in the crook of my arm. We snuggled close in the sleeping bag, I caressed her warm belly and her little breasts, her nipples hard under my palm as I gently kissed her lips. Murmured voices came from down below as my hand caressed its way down to her hip and glided across her thighs as I continued kissing her.
Julie's trimmed little pubic runway was easy to find and I teasingly caressed it, stroking it back and forth as Julie reached up and ran her fingers through my hair, wet kissing my face and my neck.
I tenderly kissed her and moved my middle finger down to her wetness, Julie softly grunted in mid-kiss and grabbed my wrist, stopping me. Marc and Sara were still on the couch down below, talking in low tones. Julie gave a small, muffled moan as I wiggled my finger over her wet lips. She still had a hold on my wrist but would not pull it away as I gently worked my finger inside her.
Sara giggled at something Marc said. Julie released me and grabbed my head, kissing me deeply and sucking my tongue, moaning softly as I teased her with my finger. There is something erotic about being naked and touching each other when someone else was so very close but oblivious to our lovemaking.
Julie gave a quiet moan and spread her knees as my finger went deeper inside her. I gently stroked her wet pussy, slowly in and slowly out, teasing her wet clit with my soaked finger. Her little body began to shudder as an orgasm approached, she broke our kiss and gasped a moan as the orgasm came near.
"Shhh... Little One," I whispered in her ear, kissing her hairline, and continued to gently stroke her as the low voices came from below. "Shhhh..."
Julie grabbed me, buried her face in my neck and pulled me tight as she began to softly moan and convulse from her orgasm.
Her body calmed from her pleasure and I pulled my finger out, sucked her juice off it, and gently, tenderly kissed her lips. Julie smiled with her eyes closed and cuddled close to me. I held her close, buried my nose in her hair and kissed her temple, inhaling her sweet body scent.
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Sara had the coffee ready as we climbed down from the loft the next morning. Julie seemed a little shy, but Sara gave us both a cheery smile and Marc was hauling in wood from outside as we all traded good mornings. Julie and I took turns in the outhouse for our morning routine, and we enjoyed coffee at the breakfast bar, chatting with Sara while she fried bacon and made pancakes.
By the time breakfast was over, the sun had come up and it turned into a sunny, spectacular day. I gave Sara a hand with the cleanup and could not help but notice Julie and Marc chatting by the wood stove. This was really the first time Julie had spent any time talking one on one with him. It was good to see she was starting to warm up and feel better about being here.
After cleanup was done, Sara said that they had planned a long ride for today and started packing a trail lunch. That sounded awesome to me and I helped put things together and stash them in a small backpack.
We got our snow gear and boots on, grabbed helmets and goggles, and headed outside. It was very warm, 20 degrees or so, and the sun was shining. It was cold but as long as you weren't in the shade it actually wasn't too bad. With the warm temperature and the sun shining that meant we were going to have soft trails, most likely in the afternoon, and that could spell a difficult time.
We got the snow machines started and suited up for the ride. The warmer temperature did not call for danger of frostbite, but there was still the comfort level, and we tucked gloves and sleeves in. Sara rode behind Marc on his sled, Julie and I rode together on Sara's machine.
Julie was experienced on the snowmachines now, so it was easy to keep up with Marc as I followed him through the forest. We sped up as we raced across a couple of frozen lakes and turned back and forth on the curving trail through the woods. Occasionally, I could tell Julie had her phone out and was taking pictures, either of the scenery, Marc and Sara ahead, or selfies of the two of us.
The scenery was gorgeous, and the sun shone brightly in the sky. Fortunately, we were not riding directly into it, the bright reflection off the snow would have been very bright, even with the dark goggles we wore. The large valley we were in was broad and relatively flat, however there are many hills in the area, and we made our way to a set of them. We rode up to the top of a taller hill and I came to a stop as Marc turned in a large arc and pulled up close alongside us. We turned the engines off and were surrounded by silence.
"This is so beautiful!" Julie exclaimed as she took her helmet off, stood up on the machine and looked around.
The sun on the snow was very bright and we all had thoughtfully brought sunglasses with us. The hill we were on had only a handful of short spruce trees which gave us an almost unimpeded view of the entire valley. As Julie pointed out, it really was beautiful up here. She stood up with her phone and took a series of pictures of the vista. The snow-covered mountains on both sides and the whole valley surrounding us in snow made it easy to believe we were out in the middle of nowhere. In the distance the highway snaked through the middle of the valley marking the sign of civilization, its tiny cars slowly traversing it with clusters of buildings here and there. The lakes in the area were easy to see with their marinas and cabins dotting the frozen shorelines.
As beautiful as it was, the whiteness of the snow and ice, and the frozen blue of the distant rock and vegetation made the scenery too cold and unforgiving. I would love to come up here in the summer to see all the green, but it would have been an exceptionally long hike. Considering some of the vegetation we rode through, I doubt four-wheelers would have easily made the trip.
"Anybody hungry?" Sara asked as she took off her backpack.
Considering breakfast had not been too long ago, I was fairly hungry. Sara had done a good job of making a lunch of crackers, sliced cheeses, and had some caribou jerky, carrot sticks, chips, hot tea in a thermos, and some granola bars for dessert.
We ate in the silence of the sunny hilltop, sitting face to face and side by side on the snow machines. Marc occasionally pointed out landmarks to me and Julie as we ate. Unfortunately, we could not see Marc's cabin from where we were at, but he was able to show us the general vicinity and it was impressive to see how far we had traveled. We finished lunch and packed everything up, got the machines started and headed back down the hill.
About halfway back to the cabin, I happened to catch Sara's eye and motioned that we were going to take a side trail. She waved in acknowledgment and she and Marc continued toward the cabin. I took a trail that led onto a smaller lake, found a good place to park and turned the engine off.
I turned around on the snow machine facing Julie and took my helmet off. Julie took hers off and her smile was from ear to ear. I grabbed her face and kissed her, hard, our tongues entwined as Julie wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me closer as I put my legs on top of hers.
The sun was on its descent in the sky but still shone on us and helped keep the cold off. Julie unzipped my jacket as we kissed and unzipped my snowsuit underneath. I continued kissing her as she pulled my sweatshirt and T-shirt up until my boobs were exposed, my nipples instantly becoming hard in the cold air. Julie tweaked and teased them with her gloves on, making me giggle and squirm in her kiss. She kissed the side of my face, I smiled and lifted my chin as she nibbled and wet kissed her way down and munched on my neck, sending little pleasure tingles throughout my body.
I unzipped her jacket and snow suit and soon had her tiny little nipples exposed to the cold. We hugged and did our best to rub our stiff nipples together as we kissed. It was relatively warm in the direct sun but still too cold for much of anything else. I was wishing we could do more when Julie pushed me back onto the snow machine. My boobs were fully exposed in the sunshine and my aching nipples rock hard and pointing skyward. She began sucking one nipple, and then the other. As one nipple became warm and softened in her mouth the other wet nipple grew hard in the cold.
I moaned at the pleasure Julie administered on my tits and I held her head, running my fingers through her hair as she sucked my nipples. Julie jammed her fist under my crotch, and I began to hump it as she continued sucking my tits. It did not take me long to cum and I didn't hold back in my moaning pleasure.
Despite the sun, it was getting cold. We zipped up from the chill and hugged each other, planting gentle little kisses here and there. I turned around and I started the snowmachine as we got helmets and gloves on and tucked into each other.
