My Hot Lesbian Encounter Melted Right Through the Snow

Trading in the Heels for Snow Boots Sounded Like a Bummer at First…

How my hot lesbian encounter began. As beautiful as the January snow looks floating down from the heavens, it does make me miss basking in the sun. Now, I was not about to let it spoil my fun this season. Cold weather won’t keep me from having some fun. I may have had to put my heels and short skirts into the back of the closet for the season. But now I could have fun trying something entirely new to me.

I knew I was looking for an adventure when I decided to start taking skiing lessons. But I didn’t realize I would be in for a hot lesbian encounter, too!

Chilly Weather for a Hot Lesbian Encounter

“First time?” the ski instructor asked as I waltzed up to the class. Her smirk was already sending a jolt through my heart. I watch her gaze slide down the length of my body, taking in my tight white snow suit. I might not have my sexy heels on, but I was still trying to dress my best! And it seemed like she noticed.

I nod, my tongue suddenly thick in my throat, my lips tingling as if she’d already kissed them.

“Mia,” she says, offering a hand, grip firm and confident. “I’ll be your instructor today. You seem… eager.” The way she draws out the word, I can’t help but wonder if she’s already imagining me sprawled across a plush rug in front of a fire. I didn’t realize just how eager I really was for a hot lesbian encounter until I heard the word fall from those pretty lips.

I Want to Learn More than Skiing from this Hottie

I really did mean to pay attention to the ski lesson. But thoughts were swirling with the way Mia’s hips swayed, even under layers of snow gear. She called me to the front, and I slid up, cheeks burning as I got closer.

“Loose knees, sugar. Let your hips do the work,” Mia said, her hands suddenly on my waist. Her touch was gentle but inescapably firm. My body flared with heat, longing for a hot lesbian encounter right there in the snow. I felt her fingers pressing through my snow suit as she guided the motion. “Trust me. Don’t fight the slope.” I wanted to say I’d trust her with much more than the just hill.

We practiced gliding, slowing, turning, the whole time hyper-aware of the way she hovered close, her breath misting in the air just beside my face. I try to focus on my form, fixing my body just like she guided, but all I can feel is the delicious pressure of her gloved hand on my lower back. Of course, my first attempt at a turn ends with an explosion of powder and me flailing into a snowbank. I wonder if that will hurt in the morning… I also wonder if Mia would be willing to give me an erotic massage to feel better.

IHot Lesbian Encounter Gets Hotter!

“Careful, rookie,” she says, extending a hand.

I reach up, expecting her to haul me out, but instead she grips my wrist and pulls me up, slow and close, my chest pressing into hers. My breath catches, cheeks burning in the cold, and suddenly there’s only her face, inches from mine. Finally, my fantasy of a hot lesbian encounter comes to reality as her lips press into mine. She kisses me like she’s been waiting hours for it, maybe all winter, and when we break apart, her breath comes out hot and heavy against my skin. For a moment, we just stare at each other, and I think, oh my god, I’m about to melt right through the snow.

Then the spell shatters: someone behind us whistles, long and low, and a chorus of whoops erupts from the gaggle of students lined up along the bunny slope. “Get a room!” someone calls, followed by a chorus of giggles.

Mia winks at me. I think we might do just that…There is so much more to this sexy rendezvous in the snow I could tell you about. Give me a call for some Goddess worship phone sex and we can go over all the heated details.

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