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Ice Guide Ch. 01

By: m_storyman_x



As it had been each year before, the trip to Tod Lake was long; routing through no less than three airports in the course of the day, the final stretch of which was made in a large, cold single engine bush plane. In many ways making the trip up in the dead of winter for ice fishing was exciting, and I had been making the trip every other year for almost twenty years now. I knew the lake well, both from ice fishing it and from boat fishing in the summer, and each year my catch had increased until I was considered a trophy hunter at the lodge I stayed at. I guess that's why Jack, the owner of the lodge, made me the offer that had me so nervous. 

My trip had been planned for months, tickets bought, gear list made, and then the call came; not two weeks before I was supposed to fly up. Jack had to make a trip down to Winnipeg for some medical tests and was going to have to cancel my reservations. I had to admit I was bummed. I was really looking forward to getting away from all the stress at work. Then almost on a whim he asked me, sort of off hand, if I would be interested in guiding for the week. With some trepidation I agreed, as long as the group size was small enough. Since it would just be one small group and I wouldn't have to worry about cooking or anything, just fishing, I agreed.

Now that the plane was setting down on the ice I wasn't sure that it really was a good idea. I mean, I don't need a guide myself any more, but taking strangers out to my hot spots just seemed wrong. And what if we didn't catch any? I mean for me to not catch is fine, but other paying customers? The plane taxied close to shore and the pilot shut the engine down. 

"Here we are." He said as he unbelted himself. 

"You staying?" I asked curiously. Usually they just dropped the passengers off and then took off again.

"Yeah. I'm taking Jack back down with me." He answered as he climbed out of the plane to unload my gear.

I was hit with a frigid blast of arctic air when I opened the door and dropped gingerly to the snow covered ice. I took two packs and the pilot grabbed my third as we trudged up the path to the smaller of two log buildings. In the summer Jack uses the big lodge, outfitted with almost twenty rooms that each sleep 4 to 6. But in the dead of winter it's much too hard to heat, so he uses a much smaller lodge with only six bunk rooms, a single great room that acts as living and dining space, a large kitchen and his master suite area. 

"Mike!" Jack called from the porch as we climbed the steps of the log lodge.

"Hey Jack. How's it going?" I said as I took his outstretched hand.

"Well, that's yet to be determined." He answered as he took one of my packs and led us into the warm lodge. There was a fire crackling away in the great stone fireplace, and a number of people sitting around on the rustic sofas and chairs in a semi-circle around the fire chatting.

"Folks, this is Mike Anderson." Jack said as he walked toward the group. "He's going to be your guide for the week."

"Hi." I said sheepishly as the group got up. 

"This is Dave and Marlene Southern." Jack said, introducing a tall thin man and his equally tall, blond wife. She had on a bulky turtleneck sweater that hid and accentuated her curves at the same time. Her pastel blue eyes sparkled with playfulness as she shook my hand and smiled.

"Mark Johnson." Jack said as a short stout man stepped forward and shook my hand with a powerful grip.

"And Patricia and Randal Enke." Jack added as a fairly overweight man stepped up to shake my hand after which his wife, a short redhead that looked a bit round in her baggy sweat pants and jersey stepped right up to give me a huge hug, her face smiling brightly.

"And we can't forget Suzanne Delano." Jack said as a tall fortyish woman entered from the kitchen doorway, carrying a platter of sandwiches. I couldn't tell much of her figure from the baggy outfit she had on, a long sweatshirt that extended down to her mid-thigh. What I could tell was she had long blond hair, nearly touching her ass, and from the amount her jersey stuck out, a significantly sized chest. Beyond that, she had a relatively thin face and piercing green eyes. "We brought her on this year as a cook, and a good one she is too!" 

"Ahhh I see our newest addition is here! And a good looker too!" She said with a huge grin. "I may have to see if he looks as good out of all those heavy clothes as he does all bundled up!"

"I wouldn't worry too much about Suzanne, she teases a lot but she's harmless." Jack said with a laugh. "Now that the introductions are done, come on and I'll get you lined out. I have to fly out of here before it gets dark."

Jack led me through the lodge to the rear section where all the equipment was stored. We spent the next two hours going over where to fish, the equipment he had and answering any questions I had. We headed back into his suite and he told me to go ahead and use his bathroom if I wanted instead of the communal shower and bathroom facilities that the rest of the guests shared. It wouldn't bother me at all to not have to fight for one of the few curtained off shower stalls for a hot shower after being on the ice all day.

"Well, good luck. I'll see you on Thursday!" Jack said as he headed out the door with the pilot, leaving me standing there feeling a bit overwhelmed.

"So when did you all get in?" I asked as I dropped into an open seat facing the crackling fire.

"Pretty much all of us flew in earlier today." Patricia said in a soft sweet voice. 

"Is everyone fishing tomorrow?" I asked the group.

"I'm not unless it warms up a little. I'm not sure I'm up to sitting on the ice for hours when it's below zero." Patricia answered. 

"How about you Marlene?" I asked, expecting much the same answer.

"Oh I'm in! I've been listening to my husband telling stories about all his trips up here. This is my turn to live some of those good times." Marlene answered with a huge grin on her face. 

"Ok. Well, tomorrow we'll head out a bit after sun up and see what we can get." I told them. "Till then, relax and enjoy the evening."

After dinner we all sat around and chatted, getting to know each other. Suzanne sat on the edges, not saying much but seeming to listen and just take it all in. I finally called it a night, tired from my trip and headed for bed. I had the first room on the first floor, closest to Jack's suite. The room, like all the others consisted of a bunk area with one full size bed with a single bunk above it, and two single bunks on the opposing wall. The rooms were separated from the main great room with a hanging bamboo curtain that blocked the light but allowed some of the heat from the main room to get in through and under the curtain. I grabbed my flannel pj's and headed through Jack's suite to his private bathroom.

I stripped down and stepped into the shower, amazed at the size of the bathroom. The large bath included both a two person triangular whirlpool tub and the shower I was currently using, which was a tiled alcove with multiple shower heads, nearly four feet wide and eight feet long, with a large glass panel covering half of it to keep the water from splashing out into the rest of the bathroom. The door less shower was every bit as opulent as that of a five star hotel. I started the water, adjusted the temperature and stepped under the rain head to feel the hot water cascade over my body. I closed my eyes and just let the hot water flow over me, warming my stiff muscles.

"Well! He really does look as good without all the heavy clothes." I heard a female voice say from outside the shower.

"What!?" I shouted startled, covering myself with my hands as I looked through the glass to see Suzanne standing in a white fluffy robe. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, part of the deal is that I get to use the tub any time I want...and I really felt like a bath tonight." She said as she teasingly walked over toward the tub and sat on the tiled edge of the island it was set into, letting one long bare leg stick out of her robe as she reached for the faucet. She sat there, her legs crossed, letting one leg swing back and forth as her fingers played in the water flowing from the tap, her eyes never leaving me inside the glass shower. When the water had finally reached over a foot deep in the tub she leaned further over to pour some liquid from a pink bottle sitting on the far edge. The tub quickly filled the rest of the way with a thick layer of foamy bubbles.

She stood up and slowly tugged the belt on the robe and let it fall apart, the gap swaying back and forth across her obviously bare skin as she sauntered closer to the glass separating us, glimpses of her bare legs and much more teasing in the gap. She leaned her hands against the glass and slowly pressed them upward, letting them slide toward the ceiling; the gap in her robe spreading and exposing a widening strip of skin from her neck to...well, her neatly trimmed blond pussy. She arched her back slightly and pressed her still covered breasts against the glass teasingly. Sliding her hands back down the glass she pushed away and turned; walking back to the tub, the robe sliding down her arms and pooling in a fuzzy pile on the floor behind her. She stood there for several seconds, her whole bare back and round full ass exposed to me, causing my cock to almost instantly start to grow. She bent to test the water, her pussy lips pressing out between her legs as she looked over her shoulder at me. She slowly straightened up and then turned on her toes until her whole front was exposed. She daintily sat down on the edge of the tub and started to rotate her legs up and over the side, one at a time, lifting each high in the air, completely exposing her bare pussy as she did so. She finally pushed from the tile edge and stood in the suds watching me. 

Her body was not at all what I expected. She had what I had to describe as an hour glass figure, thin waist, round full hips and ass and seriously large set of breasts, each topped with a large oblong pink areola and hard nipple nearly as large around as my finger. I watched her smile, reach behind her neck and gather her large mane of blond hair and tug it around over her shoulder, cascading down between her breasts until it reached almost to her belly button as she stood naked into the tub. She slowly sunk down into the still filling water, first to her knees and then sitting down, disappearing under the suds as she lifted her hair clear and let her hair flow over the side of the tub as she leaned back. She lay there, staring at me, waiting expectantly, a leg periodically appearing from the foam to be teased with her slender fingers before disappearing again into the foam.

"You can't stay in there all night you know. But if you would rather come over here and join me I'll be sure you stay warm." She said teasingly, loud enough for me to hear over the water. 

She was right, there was no way I could stay in the shower, and there was no way for me to get to the towel, but then I wasn't sure I was quite ready to expose myself to her either.

"Shy?" She asked as she lifted herself up until she was sitting up in the tub her tits on display for a few moments before leaning back and hiding them again. She leaned forward, looking at my cock, no longer fully covered by my hands and climbed up until she was sitting on the edge of the tub, the suds slowly sliding down her body and dripping off her full round tits, each one easily the size of a good sized melon. She swung one leg over the side of the tub to the floor and sat there, her legs apart and her body facing me. I stood in shock as she lifted her hands and slowly teased her nipples harder, her fingers stroking across then gently time after time, occasionally tracing circles around then before going back to stroking across them again. Her actions had a significant effect on my cock as well, causing it to continue to grow, no longer even bothering to cover it with my hands as I stared at her body. She smiled at the sight, apparently it had the effect she had intended. She stood up and slowly used her hands to squeegee the foam from her body, her hands sliding one at a time between her legs to stroke her pussy before continuing down her thighs. 

She slowly stepped out of the tub and hesitantly, almost nervously, walked toward the shower, the remaining bubbles dripping from her and leaving foamy puddles on the floor. She stepped into the shower stall and stopped inches in front of me, her chest rising and falling quickly with her breathing, her hands reaching for mine. 

"Now this is what I wanted to see." She whispered as she gently coaxed my hands away from where they rested, partially in front of my hard dick; lifting them up until she could place each of my palms on her big tits. My rock hard cock was now sticking straight out at her, bouncing in time with my pounding heart. She slowly stepped toward me, pushing me back until she was under the water, the rain cascading off her body and rinsing the remaining suds from her. She reached for my hands and pressed them against her breasts harder as she leaned toward me, her soft lips searching and finding mine. She kissed me softly and wetly, her lips trembling slightly, before whispering to me. "Do you mind if I borrow your shower?"

With that she pulled her hands from mine, moving them to my chest and then letting them slide down my chest and stomach, her fingers teasing closer and closer to my hard cock until they circled around it. She slowly stroked it several times, letting one of her hands slide down the full length of my shaft before cupping my balls and teasing down between my legs. 

"Ohhhh God." I murmured as she slowly pushed my cock downward, stepping closer and slowly letting it slide between her legs. I could feel the hotness of her pussy rubbing along the top of it, my head teasing between her lips slightly, her slippery wetness lubricating me as she began to slowly rock her hips.

"No, I'm not God, but I bet I can make you feel as if you've gone to heaven." She whispered, her lips nearly touching mine again, her breathing ragged and halting as her own body responded to the sensations she was causing. "Would you like that? For me to make you feel like you're in heaven?"

"I doubt Jack would appreciate this." I whispered back, feeling very unsure of myself and my surroundings.

"Why would it bother Jack?" She asked in a breathless whisper as she moved one hand around her back to reach between her legs from behind her, her slender fingers pressing me up into her farther.

"I doubt he'd like me messing with his woman."

"Oh, don't worry. He and I don't....You know... I just cook for him. But you.....I wouldn't mind at all feeling this huge, hard cock filling me completely up."

"Ohhhhhh" I groaned again as she slid her pussy along the length of my shaft until she could press my head up between her lips. 

"Am I to take that to mean you want to fuck me?" She practically moaned.

I squeezed her big tits, her hard nipples pressed into my palms.

"That, I will take as a yes." She said as she slowly slid a knee up along my leg until she could hook her foot on the small ledge that ran around the shower to hold soap bottles and such. With her legs now spread wider she pushed my head up against her and arched her back, nestling my cock into the opening of her tunnel and then suddenly popping inside her hot wet pussy. 

"OH DAMN!" I groaned loudly as my hips involuntarily humped up toward her, driving my cock deep into her sopping wet pussy.

"OH SHIT!" She squealed as my cock drove into her, the sudden stimulation more than she had apparently expected. "Do it! Fuck me!" She begged as she stood there, her hands against the wall and glass to hold herself up while keeping one foot up on the ledge to give me access. 

Using her tits almost as handles, I started sliding my cock in and out of her pussy, driving my excited mushroom in and out quicker and quicker, each stroke driving in until my head smacked against the end of her tunnel and her hard exposed clit was pushed into the base of my cock. 

"OH God yes, oh God yes, oh yes, oh yes!" She cried with each stroke, my cock driving the both of us up the slope toward climax. "I'm cu...m...m...ing!" She cried as her whole body shook and trembled on the outside, her pussy convulsing around my hard cock, driving me the last few notches toward my own climax. I squeezed her tits hard as my body jerked, jamming my cock deep into her and unleashing the first shot of my hot cum up inside her. Shot after shot of pent up cum surged into her until it was leaking around my cock and dripping on the floor of the shower. Finally emptied, my cock began to shrink inside her as the two of us stood there panting. 

"Damn." I panted. 

After a few more seconds she lowered her leg, pressing her chest to mine as she stood in front of me, my softening cock trapped partly inside her and partly between her clamped together legs. I could see her cheeks start to turn red as she blushed, the water cascading down her head and back, soaking her long hair. She leaned forward, pressing her lips against mine, and softly kissed me, her eyes closed and her body pressing against mine. Without another word, she pulled away, practically ran out of the shower, grabbing a towel to wrap around her body and darted for the second door of the bathroom, disappearing from sight.

"Damn." I said again as I looked out the shower toward where she had disappeared, wondering just where that other door led. I quickly washed off and turned the water off, drying myself and pulling on my flannel Pajamas before picking up her robe and following out the door, which led to a small hallway. There were a number of doors leading off the hallway, and I wasn't about to go opening them all. I turned back to the bathroom and closed the door, hanging the robe on a hook by the door before heading out the other door and out the suite toward my own room.

Ice Guide Ch. 02



Daylight comes late up this far north, and it actually felt good to lie in bed a bit longer than usual. I finally got up and pulled on my long underwear and dressed in jeans and a long sleeved pullover. I pulled on my heavy wool socks and then padded out into the great room to add some more logs to the coals that were hidden under the layer of ash. Before long the fire was crackling merrily away and the smell of cooking sausage was wafting in from the kitchen. I headed down the length of the room toward the kitchen, rapping my knuckles on the door frame of the two rooms that housed the guests as I went, and then turning into the last door that led to the kitchen. I found Suzanne busy cooking; wearing the same baggy sweat shirt from the day before, but her pants were tight fitting yoga pants that I was sure accentuated her ass, if it hadn't been covered by the sweat shirt.

"Good morning!" She said brightly when she realized I was there. "Sausage and scrambled eggs will be ready in a couple minutes. Feel free to pour a cup of coffee if you want." She said as she turned back to her cooking as if the previous evening hadn't happened.

"Thanks. Smells good!" I replied as I drew a hot cup of coffee from the urn and scooped some sugar in it.

"All that in your coffee?" She asked teasingly as I poured some milk in it. 

"Yeah. I like mine sweet and white." I joked back as I headed out to the dining room. 

It was only a few more minutes until she brought out dishes of fried sausage, scrambled eggs with cheese in them, hash brown and slices of toast. The group of sleepy fishermen and women that had clustered around the fire as they came out of their bunk rooms quickly made their way to the table to partake of the feast that Suzanne had laid out.

"Well, time to gear up." I said when it looked like everyone was done eating. "Get your heavy clothes on and meet me in the gear shed, right down the hallway at the end of the great room." 

We all got up and headed to our rooms to gather our heavy clothes. I put a pair of toasty-toes foot warmers on my socks before pulling my heavily insulated pack boots on. Then I stepped into my heavy bib overalls and slipped on my jacket, stuffing gloves, balaclava and stocking hat into my pockets before heading out to the shed. I flicked on the lights and started loading gear, the last being the live bait we would use. By the time I was done Dave, Marlene, Mark and Randal were gathered around the three snow mobiles that I had lined up by the garage door. 

"So the bad part is that it's about a six mile ride to where we're going to fish, and at only seven degrees it's a chilly ride. The good part is that Jack splurged and got heated helmets. So each of you put on your balaclava if you have one, and pick a helmet. Once you're fitted, you can get a seat on one of the snow mobiles. I'll drive the one with the big sled; the others of you can take the other two." I said as they were fitting helmets.

"You don't mind if I ride with you, do you?" Marlene asked.

"I don't mind, but don't you think your husband would want you to ride with him?" I responded.

"You're kidding right?" She asked with a smile. "I mean he might just drive us straight through the ice into the lake!"

"Now Marlene, that's not nice. You know I haven't done that in years." Dave retorted. "But if you really want to ride with him, just say so. I don't care one way or the other."

"There, see?" She said, standing there expectantly.

"Fine with me." I said with a shrug as I pulled on my helmet. I sat down and plugged my helmet into the panel on the snow machine and then hit the starter button. The engine roared to life and then settled to a comfortable idle. 

"So everyone hear me ok?" I asked into the small microphone in the helmet, my voice transmitted to all the other helmets through a short range radio link. I quickly heard four more answers that they were ready. I hit the remote mounted on my snow mobile and the door motored up quietly. I gunned the engine and zipped out into the cold bright snow, stopping to make sure the other two cleared the door before hitting the button again to close it. Marlene grabbed me tightly around my waist as I hit the throttle and accelerated my machine down the path to the lake. Once on the ice I let it run up to forty miles an hour, checking behind me occasionally to make sure that the other two sleds were keeping up. 

As advertised the ride was cold, but the front of the snow mobile and its windshield helped keep the chill down some. It was only about fifteen minutes of riding before I slowed my machine and eased into a wide cove, shutting down my sled.

I pulled my helmet off and put my stocking cap on before climbing off the rig. "So here's the deal. I'm going to drill a series of holes and we want to rig each one with a tip-up. Have all of you used one before?" I asked.

All their heads nodded they had, so I continued my instructions. "Back hook the minnows and set them about a foot off the bottom. Once they're all set we can set up the shanties and settle in."

I got affirmative replies before I headed to my equipment sled and pulled the power ice auger out. It started on the second pull and I let it idle for a moment before I gunned it a few times to make sure it was going to work. I walked over to where I thought the first hole should be and ran the auger down, spraying chips of ice around myself as the sharp blade on the end of the screw like device cut into the hard ice. I ran the auger deeper and deeper until it finally broke into the water nearly eighteen inches down, the resulting hole quickly filling with water and turning the ice chips into slush. I pulled the auger out and walked about twenty feet before repeating the process. In no time I had fifteen holes drilled in a variety of depths running across the small point that I knew had to be jutting out into the bay. I went back and stowed the auger and then helped them set the remainder of the tip-ups, small frames that had a spool of line that sat under the water to keep it from freezing, and a shaft sticking up above the water that when turned, would release a red flag to pop up and indicate that the line was being pulled out. As soon as they were all set we erected the two portable shanties, oversized sleds with seats and a tent like top, to shelter us from the cold and wind. Each shanty was outfitted with a heater and would seat three people.

"You don't mind if I sit with you, do you?" Marlene asked as she watched Dave, Mark and Randal climb into the other shelter and zip it closed.

"Not at all." I said as I held the door open. I followed her in and zipped it closed, leaving the large clear windows the only way to see the flags for the tip ups. It didn't take long for the first flag to pop up and everyone bailed out of the warmth to see the first fish pulled in. After that it became a relative routine for a flag to be popped up every few minutes. Each fisherman, including Marlene was assigned three tip-ups and some seemed to do better than others. It didn't take long before we were putting more fish back than keeping, looking for the larger Walleye now that we knew we had a spot that would produce a significant number.

The action kept up straight through lunch, each of us having sandwiches and either coffee or cocoa that Suzanne had packed for us. 

"I so have to pee now." Marlene said quietly as we sat in the shanty. "Where can I go?"

"Well... The woods are right over there." I said pointing to the shoreline only a hundred feet or so from us.

"Out there? I'll freeze my ass off!" She said in shock.

"I don't have a lot of options here." I said. "I usually just step behind the shanty and take a leak."

"Yeah, but I have to take a lot more off to do that than you do." She said defensively.

"Ok. Let me see what I can find." I said as I zipped my coat back up and unzipped the front of the shanty. I trudged to the sled and dug around, finding a coffee can with a bunch of tools stuffed into it. I dumped them out and walked back to the shanty, stepping in and handing the can to Marlene. "One porta-potty." I said as I sat down. 

"This?"

"It's the best I have," I replied. "I'll go outside so you can do what you need to. But if you miss you get to clean the bottom of the shanty." I said with a chuckle before I stepped out and zipped the door closed behind me. I could hear the whole shanty rustling and shaking for nearly a minute before it got quiet inside. 

"Ok Mike." I heard her say. I turned and unzipped the front and stuck my head in, expecting her to be dressed again, but instead found her standing over the can wearing nothing below her waist but a pair of wool socks.

"Oh damn!" I said backing out. "Sorry. I thought you were done."

"I am. I thought you might want to take the can." She said, handing the can out through the door.

"Sure." I replied, taking the can and dumping it a few feet away, her pee quickly freezing into yellow slush as it mixed with the snow on the ice. I walked back and set the can down. "Ok to come back in?"

"Yeah. Come ahead." She replied. I ducked in and was surprised to see sitting with only her panties on, pulling her long underwear up her legs.

"Maybe I should go back out." I said as I started back out.

"No don't. I can't make you stand in the cold because I don't want to be cold. No...Have a seat; I'll be dressed in a minute. Besides, my bikini shows more than this and I wear it in public." She said with a soft laugh at my discomfort.

I did my best not to stare at her ass as she stood up and bent over to pull her long johns up, the tiny underwear she had on pulling partly into her pussy and exposing part of her meaty outer lips as she stood straight legged, working the rest of the legs of her long johns up her legs. It seemed like forever before she finally stood up as far as she could and pulled it up over her ass. I was glad that I had on heavy clothes so she couldn't see the hard onthat her little display had created.

"Almost done," she said as she pulled her jeans on and then finally stepped into the one piece snow suit she had been wearing. "Ohhhhh warm again!"

"Yeah that could be a bit chilly," I agreed, not knowing what else to say.

We all continued to fish and I finally called it quits about three o'clock, the sun already starting to slide behind the trees. It took us nearly half an hour to collect all our gear and get it into the sleds; the shanties stowed and hooked up to the snow mobiles. "We're going to have to go a bit slower back." I told them. "It's dark and while I know the lake, I'm not used to the dark. So just follow me and we'll get there fine." I told them before walking to my sled. I fired up the portable GPS unit I had in my coat and fired up the snow machine to let the engine warm up while the GPS got its fix. 

"My hands are cold!" Marlene said over the sound of the engine, not using the microphone that would transmit her voice to everyone. "Can I stick them under your coat?"

"Why not yours?" I said absentmindedly as I futzed with the screen of the GPS to get it located where I wanted. 

"One piece, remember?" She said as she slid her hands up under my coat nearly to her elbow. I shook my head to myself as I hit the throttle and started out, keeping the speed down to about twenty-five miles an hour. The six miles as the crow flies was going to be closer to twelve by the time we wound around the islands and points. We were only about five minutes into the almost half hour trip when I felt the zipper of my bib coveralls being pulled down underneath my coat. 

Marlene quickly snaked her cold hands into my coveralls seeking the warmth of my body for her cold hands. Fortunately the wind chill was a bit lower and the temp a bit higher because we were going slower, and the front of the machine blocked a lot of the wind, otherwise I would have frozen my privates off as far down as she was pushing the zipper.

"Hey now." I called to her, not using the radio, as she tugged the zipper down almost to my crotch. 

"What? Just trying to warm my hands." She said with a laugh.

"Yeah right!" I retorted as her hands tugged at my belt and then unsnapped my pants, pushing the zipper down as we drove across the ice. Even as cold as her hands were I couldn't help but get a hardon from her teasing my cock through my long johns and underwear, and as it grew she under more layers, finally getting down to my bare skin. I felt her cold hands wrap around my hard shaft and give it a playful squeeze.

"Now there's a hand warmer," she said over the sound of the engine as we drove along.

"Just don't let your husband catch you doing that." 

"Don't worry, he won't care," she replied with a laugh. "But I sure will. Damn that's a big one!"

"Oh crap." I muttered as she slowly stroked her hand up and down as much as my clothing would allow, her hand rolling over the head of my cock and driving me crazy. "You know, this isn't any fair. I can't touch back!" I shouted back at her.

"I know. I can tease you all I want. I'm sure you'll find a way to return the favor later."

"Maybe!" I replied as I rolled the machine around another long turn, her hand thankfully easing up before she made me blow my wad into my own pants. For the next twenty minutes she kept her hands busy, stroking and holding, just keeping me on the verge of shooting. If there was an award for teasing she would be winning it hands down. Thankfully she pulled her hands out and zipped my bibs back up, even if she did leave my pants open, as we drove up the snow bank and headed up to the lodge. 

I hit the control and raised the door so we could drive right in, shutting down my machine and pulling my gloves and helmet off.

"Ok. That's it for today! I'll clean up the catch and get gear ready for tomorrow unless anyone wants to help?" I said hopefully as I climbed off the machine.

"I can stay and keep you company. Not sure I can be much help cleaning fish though." Marlene said with a smile as she sat on the back of the snowmobile. 

"I think I want a beer and to put my feet up." Dave said, walking stiffly. "That was some drive."

"I'll clean if you want. I don't mind." Randal said as he got up and pulled his coat off in the warm garage space.

"Sounds good to me." I answered, pulling the tub of fish out of the sled and taking it over to the cleaning table against the far wall. I let him start cleaning fish while I checked the gear on the sleds and turned the three snowmobiles around. Marlene took her one piece suit off and was walking around in just her sweater and jeans, both of which fit her quite snuggly.

With the gear set for the next day I helped Randal finish cleaning the last two fish before taking the filets in for Suzanne to rinse and cook.

"Looks like you had a good day, huh?" Suzanne asked as I walked into her kitchen in my pack boots and bibs.

"Not bad." I answered as she took the fish from me. 

"Now get your wet boots and pants off and out of my kitchen before I make you mop the whole floor." She said with a cross look.

I looked down and saw that ice was still melting from the cuffs of my pants and boots, leaving little puddles on the floor.

"Yeah, I better just..." I started to say as I turned to walk back the way I came.

"Stop right there. Don't you dare track that all over my floors again. Just take them off right there!"

I turned and looked at her pleadingly.

"Right now buster. I don't want to have to clean up after you too. Damn, you're as bad as Jack." She demanded.

I looked back at her and sighed, bending over to untie my boots and kick them off. I turned away and started taking off my insulated bib overalls, hoping to not let her see that my pants were still open and had now worked their way down inside my bib coveralls almost halfway down my ass.

"Well....that's interesting." She said as she walked past me and could see me trying to hitch my pants and snap them before I dropped my bibs down. "Been having fun have we?"

"It's not what you think." I said defensively.

"OH? And just what do I think?" She asked with a crooked little grin.

"That I was...you know..."

"No, I don't. Explain it to me." She said, leaning back against the counter and smiling at my discomfort.

"Damn." I swore under my breath as I finally let my overalls drop so I could get my hands on my pants and get them back in place. I buttoned and snapped them, not bothering with the belt as I picked up my boots and stalked off toward my room, her laugh following me out of the kitchen.

The dinner, fried fish and fresh fried potatoes, was excellent. Following dinner and after dishes were done everyone, including Suzanne, sat around a table in front of the fire and played cards. I had long since changed out of my cold weather clothes and was sitting around in a pair of sweat pants and t-shirt, the fire crackling behind me making me hot. I so wanted to peal my sweat pants off, but then that would have been a bit embarrassing. 

The card game finally broke up when Mark and Dave decided to hit the sack, the few beers they had consumed making them sleepy after the long day outside. I sat back to read a book I had brought while the girls gathered on the sofa to chat and Randal headed off to the shower.

There was no doubt that I was being talked about. The frequent glances and whispers that were just quiet enough that I couldn't hear were a dead giveaway that I was the topic. Women want to say men are crude, but when you get a bunch of women together it seems like their minds head straight to the gutter just as fast as a guys. I had absolutely no doubt that was where their minds were at the moment. I could see that Patricia was hot, little beads of sweat popping out on her forehead that was only partly due to the proximity of the fire and the weight of the sweat shirt and pants she was wearing. 

You could have pushed me over with a feather though when Patricia stood up, biting her lip nervously and reached down to grab the bottom of the thigh long sweat shirt. She quickly whipped the sweatshirt up, skimming it over her head and her reddish curls before tossing it back on the sofa. She sat back down facing me, her exposed chest, which was...well....massive, drawing every bit of my attention. She clearly carried a bit more weight than average, but was far from fat. She had on a sports bra that squashed her massive tits as flat as it could but even then each one was big enough that two hands would never be able to encompass one.

Looking at those huge tits, her nipples poking the front of the bra out into little bumps had my cock instantly growing inside my sweatpants. I normally wear pretty skimpy underwear, just because the women seem to think it's sexy. The down side is that when I get a hardon there is little hope that it will stay contained, and this was no exception. Within a minute or two of pretending to read while really looking over my book at her tits had my cock peaking out the top of my briefs and starting to push a bulge in my sweat pants.

"Damn." I muttered as Suzanne stood up next, whisking her sweater off, exposing her creamy round tits and lacy little bra, that didn't seem up to the task of holding them in.

I let my book drop to my chest, no longer even trying to ignore what was going on right across the little table from me as Marlene stood up and pulled her turtleneck off. My jaw dropped as she exposed her naked tits, each topped with a large puffy nipple nearly two inches across.

"You know...you owe me a look." Marlene said as she stepped around the table and over to where I was laying back overstuffed recliner. She bent over straddling the foot rest of the chair, her bare tits swinging toward me as she reached for my sweat pants. "After this afternoon and all."




Ice Guide Ch. 02



"Uh." I answered dumbly as she grabbed the top of my sweat pants and pulled down, tugging at the waist until I lifted my ass off the chair. She pulled them and my underwear down to my knees in one motion; my hard cock popping out and sticking up until it almost touched her bare tits.

"Ohhhh that is nice." She cooed as she leaned her face down and gave my cock one long slow suck before she walked back to the sofa She sat down next to Patricia, her bare tits still wiggling for several seconds after she sat down while her lips maintained an ate the canary grin.

"Oh what the hell." Patricia said nervously as she stood up. She grabbed the bottom of her bra and pulled it up and over her tits and then slipped it over her head, her massive tits swinging as she walked toward me. She leaned over, her tits brushing against my legs as she gave my cock first one quick and then a second much longer slower suck.

All I could do was stare as the set of two bare tits became three. Suzanne tossed her bra aside and stood up. She stepped slowly around the table until she was standing in front of me, bending over and looking at my cock nervously while she licked her lips. I groaned quietly when she engulfed my head with her soft lips and slowly pushed down on me, her tongue teasing back and forth across the bottom of my shaft as she slowly pulled her head up and then let my cock slip from her soft wet mouth.

Without a word she walked back and sat on the sofa across the table from me, a Cheshire cat grin on her face. I closed my book and set it on the end table and started to get up. "No, just stay where you are. Enjoy the little show." Suzanne said, the little grin never leaving her face. I leaned back into the recliner again and let the foot support spring back up from where I had it closed half way down.

For several minutes the three women sat across from me, Suzanne and Marlene idly stroking their fingers slowly around their upper bodies, their eyes never leaving my slowly bobbing cock. Patricia on the other hand sat somewhat nervously between them, her chest heaving slightly as she tried to control her breathing.

"I can't believe I'm doing this." Patricia said to no one in particular as she stood up. I watched, unsure of what was coming next, but hoping that it was going to be a bit more undressing. I wasn't disappointed. Her hands nervously moved to her hips and she hooked her thumbs in the waist of her pants. Wiggling her hips slightly she worked the material, along with whatever panties she had on, over her hips and down to her knees, her completely shaved mound and pussy on display for me. She let go and let them slide to her ankles and then turned around to face away from me. Bending straight legged as she could so her ass and pussy stuck out at me, she worked her pants off over her socks and then turned around to face me again, completely naked. With a nervous sigh and rolling her eyes toward the ceiling she sat down on the sofa again, put her feet up on the edge of the table and let her knees spread apart, giving me a perfect view of her glistening inner pussy lips as they protruded from her meaty outer lips; her arousal obvious even at this distance.

"Good job." Marlene said quietly to Patricia as she got up and repeated the performance; her tightly curled blond locks trimmed in a little triangle that pointed down toward her pussy. She sat down and spread her legs while she looked expectantly at Suzanne.

Suzanne got up from the sofa and slowly worked her pants down over her round hips, letting them slide from her fingers to pool around her ankles. I couldn't see her feet for the table, but it was simple enough to tell that she was stepping from one foot to the other, working her pants off her feet by stepping on them. Finally free, she stepped over toward the chair and climbed onto the recliner. She slowly pressed her wet pussy against my hard cock and lowered her chest until her hanging tits were brushing my chest. "I hope you enjoy what's coming. I really wanted it to be me tonight." She whispered before pushing herself off of me and walking away naked, leaving her clothes where they lay on the floor and sofa.

Marlene got up next and stepped around the table, leaning far over me and teasing one of her tits against my lips. I quickly sucked her nipple into my mouth as she pulled one of my hands to her body and guided it between her legs, my fingers stroking along and then between the lips of her sopping wet pussy. She sighed deeply and backed her body away far enough to lower her lips to mine, kissing me softly. "You could have had this pussy." She whispered huskily before pushing away and walking off behind me where I couldn't see.

I really had no idea what was going on, but I pretty much expected Patricia to come over and similarly tease me. I waited for what seemed like five minutes, watching her softly and slowly tease her fingers up and down her body and across her obviously wet pussy. "So, do you like what you see?" She finally asked from where she sat on the sofa.

"I do. It's very pleasant." I replied, my hand having moved to my exposed hard cock, slowly stroking it in time with her fingers stroking herself.

"Suzanne says your cock is simply unbelievable. I can see why she thinks so." She said as she slowly lowered first one leg and then the other.

"Oh?" I asked as she slowly got up and stepped deliberately around the table. 

"Uh huh. It does look awful big... but not too big." She said as she spread her legs wide enough to straddle the foot rest of the chair and my legs, her voice wavering slightly as if nervous.

"Glad you think so," I answered, not sure what to say as she leaned forward, her huge tits hanging down like udders, and her rock hard nipples scraping along my thighs as she slowly and carefully started to climb on the chair, straddling me as she did. I felt her nipples drag along my thighs and hips before she pulled them along, swaying slightly to cause them to rub back and forth across my stomach and chest. She kept climbing until she had her massive chest hanging over my face, the back of the chair now pressed back until I was nearly laying flat.

"Suzanne says you're a tit man. What do you think of mine?" She whispered as she let them swing in front of me.

I reached up to corral the two huge sexy orbs, cupping as much as I could of each one in each hand, my finger and thumb gently pulling and playing with the hard nipples. "I think they are very sexy." I answered as I guided one toward my mouth.

"Oh God." She whispered as I sucked one nipple into my mouth and then swirled my tongue around and around the hard nub. "They aren't too big?" She asked as I moved to the other breast, flicking my tongue across her nipple.

"Nope." I answered simply before sucking the front of her tit into my mouth and flicking my tongue across her now suctioned nipple.

"Ohhhhhh. God, that's nice. My husband thinks they're too big and they make me look heavy. He wants me to get reduction surgery. Do you think they make me look heavy?"

I let her tit slip from my mouth before answering. "Nope. I think they are perfect!"

"Hmmmm, I'm glad." She sighed as I sucked the other tit into my mouth. I felt her move as she transferred her weight to one hand, the other moving down between her legs. I felt her fingers find my cock and then lift it slightly as she backed up, teasing my head with her wet lips for a few seconds before nestling my head into the opening of her tunnel. 

I sighed around her tit and then sucked it deep into my mouth as she pushed herself back, slowly forcing herself onto my cock, which seemed to be sliding into a pussy as tight as any teenager. 

"Ohhhhh damn!" I groaned, letting her nipple slip from my mouth as the exquisite feeling washed over me. She continued to push herself down my shaft, inching me inside her as she gently rocked her hips, her soft velvety tunnel slowly expanding to take more of me in.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my god" she whispered over and over, her eyes closed, lost in the sensations radiating from her pussy. She didn't stop pushing until her clit was pressed firmly into the base of my cock and my head was pressing against the end of her tight tunnel.

Ever so slowly she leaned forward again, arching her back and sliding her pussy along my engorged shaft. Little beads of perspiration popped out on her face and the valley between her gorgeous tits as the heat from the fire in the fire place, and the heat from within, overtook her.

She reached the point where only my head was still inside her and arched her back up, dropping her weight to drive my cock quickly up inside her, her massive tits bouncing in front of me as she hit the end of my shaft and bounced us both in the chair. Without a pause she lifted herself on her knees and dropped again, and again, driving my cock up into her time and again.

I could feel the tingling radiate out from my cock through my whole body as she drove me wild with the sensations of her tight velvety tunnel, her pussy clenching and spasming as she worked up and down my shaft. It was obvious to me that her orgasm had long since overtaken her yet she continued to ride up and down my shaft, her orgasmic peak lasting long minutes as her convulsing and bobbing pussy drove me higher and higher.

"I'm...Gonna...Cum!" I grunted between the strokes I was making upward to match her thrusts down toward me.

"Yessssss." She hissed as she continued to bounce. 

"Uhhhhh God. Any second." I grunted as my body arched, my balls tightening against me, ready to unleash their load. "UH!" I grunted as my body convulsed, jamming my cock up into her and unleashing the first forceful shot of hot cum into her.

"AHHHHH!" She gasped as her own body convulsed, her arms collapsing and her weight falling on top of me. Her tits pressed flat between us as she gasped for breath, my body jerking and twitching as my cock emptied shot after shot into her. It was long minutes before my own body had stopped its spasmodic jerks and my cock softened inside her. Her breathing had returned to normal and she moved her face from where it was pressed against my neck to my face, making little kisses along the way.

"Thank you." She whispered as she started to finally climb off of me.

"You're welcome." I answered, finally able to get a deep breath again. She climbed from the chair, my cum leaking down her leg as she unsteadily walked over to the sofa and picked up her clothes. She walked back to me, her legs still slightly rubbery, and leaned down to kiss me again. "Good night lover. And thank you, again." With that she walked away, leaving me in the dark room, only the flickering firelight to light my way back to my room. 

I unsteadily climbed from the chair, picked up the clothes that were strewn around, and walked to my room, one hand holding the ladies clothes that were left behind and the other holding my own pants up around my thighs. I let my pants slide off and climbed into bed half naked, falling asleep soon after my head hit the pillow.



Ice Guide Ch. 03



"Hey stud, wake up," Suzanne said as she gently shook me. "Time to rise and shine!"

"Ohhhh what time is it?" I groaned as I rolled over to look at her.

"Past eight. Your charges are waiting to go fishing." She answered with a smile. "Must have been a good night!"

"Uh...Yeah." I answered as she got up from the edge of the bed. "I've wanted to ask you what that was all about."

"Simple. Girls talk, and you were the topic of conversation after our little tryst in the shower. Seems Marlene was feeling her oats, too. We decided to draw straws so to speak. Pam won." She said with a disappointed sigh. 

"I didn't know I was a contest." I said with a slight tone of irritation as I kicked the covers off, forgetting that I was only partly dressed.

"Oh, definitely not a contest. If you want all three of us at once you can have that. We just thought you would prefer one on one." She said as she stood staring at my morning hardon. "In fact I can arrange for one of us to take care of you right now." She added as she stepped back over to the bed and sat down, reaching out to caress my hard cock.

"I thought I was late." I said with a sigh as she ran her hand gently up and down the length of my shaft while my hand began to unconsciously rub back and forth across her shirt covered tit.

"You are. Guess we'll have to save this for later." She answered, pulling her hand from my cock and getting up to walk away. "Breakfast in five." She added as she disappeared out the door, leaving the curtain half open. 

I climbed out of bed and pulled the curtain shut before digging out clothes and starting to dress. It took me a few more than five minutes to get dressed and everyone else was eating by the time I finally made it to the great room, stopping by the always on computer sitting on the desk near the dinning area. There were a few jokes about me sleeping in, the more suggestive ones coming from Marlene. I doubted that any of the men had a clue what had gone on, if they did they clearly didn't care if their wives got naked in front of another man or not.

"Temps are a bit warmer today, so who do we have going this morning?" I asked the group as I opened the local weather report on the computer.

"How warm is warmer?" Patricia asked from across the table.

"Well, we're going to have a heat wave. It's almost twenty five right now and the weather report shows we should get almost to forty." I answered as I turned from where I was looking at the computer screen back to the dinner table.

"Oh that is warm. I'm in then. How about you, Marlene?" Pat asked.

"Sounds good. If I could brave single digits this will feel warm." She answered.

"You sure you want to go again, Marlene?" Dave asked, almost as if he were irritated that she had gone the previous day.

"Sure why not?" Marlene retorted. "You can't have all the fun you know!"

"Well Mike, I hope you can handle two of them." Randal said, shaking his head, as if having women along ice fishing were somehow a bad idea.

"It's just fishing," I answered him, drawing smiles from both Patricia and Marlene.

We finished breakfast and I went to get dressed in my heavy clothes. With the warmer weather I stripped off my long johns before pulling on my heavy bib overalls. The insulation in them was enough that I was almost wishing I had brought a lighter pair. It was too cold for just pants and long johns, but almost too warm for my extra heavy outerwear, which was designed to keep me warm in temperatures down to thirty below zero. Lower if I was active. With just my heavy bibs on and my coat under my arm I headed out to the equipment room to get the bait ready, glad that I had prepped everything the night before.

"So this is where it all starts?" Patricia asked from behind me.

"Yep," I answered, looking to see if she was alone. "And Patricia...thank you for last night." I finished with a whisper.

"Thank you, too," she whispered back. "And it's Pat to my friends, and of course my lovers."

"Ok Pat," I said with a grin as I closed the bait bucket and turned to carry it to the sled. As I strapped it down the rest of the group gathered in the garage, the ladies seeming to be as eager to go as the guys. 

"I've got a different place in mind for today. We can head out there and see if we can raise a few larger ones and maybe a few Northern Pike as well," I said. "Go ahead and get helmets and we'll head out."

Everyone got a helmet and slipped it on while I pulled my coat on. I was the last one dressed, stepping onto the snowmobile in front of Patricia, Marlene choosing to ride with her husband on this trip. We all hit the starters and headed out into the bright morning sunshine.

We had barely started the ride out when I felt Pam slide her hands up under my coat, apparently having compared notes with Marlene from the day before. We were less than a mile down the lake before her hand had my zipper down and my pants undone and her hand wrapped around my hardening cock. "You better be careful not to start anything you can't finish," I said over the sound of the engine.

"Trust me; I can finish anything I start after last night. I wasn't sure I could go through with it, and probably wouldn't have if you hadn't started sucking on my nipples. They are sooooo sensitive and once you started that you had me." She answered, squeezing and stroking my cock to accentuate her statement.

"Aren't you afraid that Randal will find out?" 

"As if he would care. He hasn't had sex with me in over a year, so I doubt he will care a whole lot," she answered.

"I see." 

"One more thing you should know," she said over the wind as we started a long turn around a point jutting out into the lake.

"What's that," I asked?

"If you seek hard enough you will find a surprise. That's all I'm going to say," she said with a laugh.

I wondered what she meant, but didn't have to wonder long, because we were quickly approaching where we were going to fish. I slowed the snowmobile and stopped in the middle of a semicircular bay with the tops of bull rushes sticking up through the ice. This particular bay had been a good producer of Northern's and Muskies in warmer weather and I was counting on them coming back up into the shallows to feed during the middle of the day even under the ice. I started out drilling holes in the ice while the guys started placing tip-ups in them.

I was placing the holes pretty far apart, trying to cover most of the bay, and before I could get all the holes drilled we had the first fish on the line. I walked all the way back to the second hole, where the flag had gone up and watched Mark bring in a small Northern, which we threw back. I walked the whole way back to the farthest hole and just got the ice auger started when another flag went up. I let Dave handle it while I drilled the last two holes and walked back to the equipment sled.

"This is a super spot!" Dave said as he pulled a nice thirty plus inch Northern out of the ice.

"Yeah. But we're spread pretty far. How about if we split and take one shanty down toward the other end?" I asked, not really wanting to walk the whole way again.

"Fine by me. You want to take the girls down that way?" Dave asked.

"If that's what you want to do. I thought maybe you wanted to fish with your wife." I said as I headed back to the sled to get some minnows in a second bucket for them.

"Not really. I mean it's ok if she wants to tag along but when it comes to real fishing..." He retorted.

"Ladies, it sounds like the gauntlet has been thrown down. What do you say, should we prove them wrong?" I said, shaking my head as walked back with the bucket.

"Sure! I think if we out fish them they should have to clean up after dinner while we lounge around in front of the fire!" Patricia said, giving her husband a dirty look while he stood there shrugging his shoulders with a "what can I do" look on his face.

"You're on. Highest poundage of fish wins! And if we win, we don't have to put up with you coming out onto the ice again." Dave said snottily.

"You're on!" Marlene said angrily, turning and stalking off toward the snowmobile that had the second shanty hooked on the back of it. She climbed on and fired the engine, driving it most of the way down the line of holes before stopping.

"Ok. I'll take the other sled down too. You can keep this shanty and bait." I told him as I tugged Patricia's arm to get her to come with me.

"Stupid jerks," she swore under her breath as she climbed on the back of my snowmobile.

"Yep," I replied as I fired the engine. I drove to near the shanty and shut down. Climbing off, I got a bin of tip-ups out and started setting the baits. I hadn't really gotten too far, only to the fourth of our twelve holes when the flag for the first one went up. "Come on ladies. I'll show you how." I said as I walked across the snowy ice toward the red flag. I took off my gloves and knelt down, pulling the tip-up out of the water and holding it up.

"See the spool here? The line plays off there. Now the fish will grab the bait, but not swallow it. They like to swim off a ways and then turn the bait around. They can't swallow it unless it's head first. So see how it's taking line kind of slow? It'll stop soon." I said as we watched the spool intermittently turn in small increments. 

"Now Pat, when the line stops, take it gently between your fingers and put just a little tension on it. If he tugs back gently, let him take more line between your fingers. If he tugs hard, then give the line a good jerk.

She tentatively reached out and pulled on the line from the spool feeling the fish gently tugging on the end. 

"It stopped," she said nervously.

"He's just turning the bait. If it goes slack start pulling the line in, just hand over hand until its snug again."

"Does he swim fast?" She asked.

"Not in this cold water. It's just barely above freezing and he'll move really slowly." I said as she started to pull the line in. Suddenly the line went stiff and I could see her hand being tugged by the line. "Now...Give it a jerk and start pulling him in!" 

She jerked the line and then started pulling on it, pulling foot after foot of line in with her hands until it was obvious that the fish was right under the hole.

"Now pull him up into the hole!" I coaxed as I pulled my neoprene glove back on. I certainly didn't want to get too close yet. Muskie and Northern Pike have VICIOUS teeth! I waited as she gently coaxed him, very unwillingly, toward the hole. Once he had his head into the hole he had no choice. A soon as I saw his long snout come up toward the surface I reached out with my gloved hand and grabbed his head, squeezing his gill plates for a handhold as I pulled him up and tossed him onto the ice, where he flopped around for several seconds before settling back down.

"Now that's a nice Northern!" I said looking at the nearly three foot long fish. I got out my pliers and dug the hook out of his mouth and then handed the bare hook to Pat. "You caught it, you bait it!" I said with a smile.

"You mean put a minnow on it?" She asked, her eyebrows curling up and her face looking like I had asked her to intentionally step into a pile of dog doo. 

"Yep!" I answered as I got up off my knees. "Come on...Bring the tip-up!" I said as I walked toward the sled. I showed her where the minnows were and watched her net one from the bucket. After coaching her on how to hook it she carried it back to the hole and dropped it down into the water, reeling the slack line up and setting it like I was instructing her. "There you go. Your first fish!" I said with a grin.

"I did! It was!" She said, getting excited now that it was all done.

"Ok. Let's get the last of the tip-ups down." I said as I got up and walked to the sled to get another one out and rigged. Between the three of us we had the remaining holes set and ready to go in no time. We were just setting up the shanty when another flag went up. "Well, who's getting this one?" I asked.

"Oh me!" Marlene said as she dashed off across the ice toward the raised red flag. I smiled and followed along as Pat worked on the collapsible shanty. By the time I got to Marlene she had the hook set and was pulling in the fish, which turned out to be a medium sized Walleye. 

"That's two," I said as we walked back to get new bait.

"Yeah. We are so going to beat them!" She said with a huge grin.

"It's a long day yet. We'll just have to wait and see." I cautioned, not wanting them to get too excited. Pat had the shanty up and was inside it by the time Marlene and I got back from setting her new bait. I was already sweating so I pulled my coat off and lay it across the back of the snow mobile, leaving me with only my sweatshirt and still unzipped bib overalls on.

I unzipped the door of the shanty and ducked inside, finding Pat sitting on the bench waiting for us.

"Another keeper?" She asked hopefully.

"Yep. Two down, a lot to go." I answered.

Marlene stepped inside and zipped it closed, sitting on the other side of me from Pat.

"I have cold hands now!" She said, blowing on them. "Aren't we going to set up the heater?"

"No point. As warm as it is the sun will get it nice and toasty in here really fast." I replied as I looked up and down the line of flags through the clear plastic windows.

"So how am I supposed to get my hand warm?" 

"I guess tuck it into your snow suit," I answered seriously.

"Really? I'm supposed to stick my cold hand inside my snow suit? Do you have any idea what I have on under here?" She asked incredulously.

"Not off hand," I replied.

"We haven't told him yet," Pat whispered across me.

"Oh...yeah. Silly me." She said. She quickly unzipped her snow suit all the way down to her waist, and then stood up as much as the shanty roof would allow, shaking her shoulders and arms to work the one piece snow suit off her shoulders. She pushed it down her body and legs, leaving me staring at her half naked body. She lifted her shirt up, exposing her bare skin from her neck to her knees.

"Damn!" I said in surprise.

"I told you we had a surprise for you," she said with a giggle as she reached out for the zipper of my coveralls. She unzipped me the rest of the way and pushed the straps down my arms so she could spread the material, exposing my already undone pants and my growing hardon sticking out the top of my underwear. "Now that's more like it!" She said as she pushed the front of my underwear down, hooking it below my balls before she turned around and sat down on my lap, my cock sticking up between her legs as if she had a dick. She wrapped her hands around my shaft, the cold shrinking me some before her stroking coaxed me back to full hardness again.

"Flags up!" Pat said, looking out the window.

"You go. I think Mike is occupied warming my hands for a few more minutes," Marlene said.

"And a bit more if I know you," she said with a wicked grin. "Save some for me!" She added, unzipping the door and grabbing my neoprene gloves.

"I will." Marlene answered as Pat slipped out, zipping the door closed behind her.

"Now let's see....I guess I need to warm you back up, how's this?" She asked as she lifted herself up and pushed my cock back, her already wet pussy teasing my head. She wiggled me around and then slowly sat back down, my hard shaft slowly enveloped by her hot, soft tunnel.

"Oh geez." I groaned as her weight pushed down against the head of my cock.

"OH yeah. Now do you suppose you can make me cum by just playing with my clit? I'm not sure the guys would appreciate us rocking the shanty like a couple teenagers!" She said as she leaned back against me and spread her legs wide to give me access to her crotch.

"No they probably wouldn't," I agreed as I reached a hand around her and let it slide down between her legs and across her wet pussy, feeling her lips spread around where my cock was impaling her.

"Hey, you two. I need some help out here!" Pat said, looking shanty through one of the plastic windows.

"Coming." I answered, as Marlene lifted herself off my lap. I stuffed my cock into my bibs and zipped them enough that I wasn't hanging out before unzipping the front of the shanty. I stepped out and saw two more flags up and a fish laying by the flag that Pat had gone to service.

As much as I wanted to get back into the shanty with Pat and Marlene, especially as little as they had on under their heavy clothes, it just wasn't to be. We seemed to have flags up almost as fast as we could get things back into the water. We would just get back into the shanty and another flag would pop. The good side was that we had a nice collection of good sized fish, some of the largest coming from the last hole on the string that was right at the end of the weed bed. Besides a number of thirty inch and larger Northern's we had one forty six inch Muskie that had to weigh at least eighteen or twenty pounds. By lunch time we had caught our legal limit for the three of us on Pike and had a number of good Walleye and a pair of big Muskies.

"So since we're limited out on Northerns, and that's mostly what we're catching we should probably stop fishing." I said as I walked up to the shanty with Dave, Mark and Randal standing around outside.

"You're shitting me!" Dave said incredulously.

"No. The girls limited out. How are you doing?" I asked.

"We got a few, but nowhere close to our limit." Randal answered a bit dejectedly. "I can't believe they out fished us!"

"Tell you what, if you want to keep fishing I can leave you and come back later, but I think the girls are done." I answered.

"You're serious?" Dave asked in surprise.

"Yep. We have maybe fifty or fifty five pounds of fish not counting that lunker Muskie that weights a good eighteen, how about you?"

"You're shitting me!" Dave said his face a mask of shock.

"No man. We got maybe eighteen or so pounds. Only five fish." Randal said discouraged.

"Well, if you want I can leave stuff and come back later. But I think the ladies win hands down." 

"Yeah, we'll stay," Dave said angrily.

"Ok. I'll come back around three. I'll take one shanty and one snowmobile with me."

"Ok," Dave said grumpily.

I shook my head as I headed back down to where the girls were waiting. "Fold it up!" I called as I walked.

I organized the gear in the big sled and unhooked it, hooking the shanty in its place on the back of my snowmobile. "One of you is going to have to ride in the shanty sled." I said as I pinned it to the hitch point.

"Oh, I'll do it." Marlene said, stepping over and half laying in the sled. "It should be a comfortable ride."

"Pretty much. Here, put my coat under your butt so it's not too hard. It's warm enough I won't need it."

"Good idea." She said as she tucked it under her butt for a cushion and then settled back. I shook my head and then started tossing the almost frozen fish into the bottom of the sled with her.

"You didn't say I had to ride with the fish!" She said with her nose crinkled up.

"'Fraid so. And you get to help clean 'em." I added as I tossed the last and biggest one in, the tail sticking up between her legs until it almost touched her stomach. I laughed at the face she made and then jumped onto the snowmobile, Pat climbing on behind me.

I started off down the lake, taking it slow because we had Marlene in the sled and I didn't want to accidently dump her. As we wound around the narrow stretch Pat tapped me on the shoulder.

"Hey Mike." 

"Yeah?" I asked letting the sled coast to a stop.

"I wondered. Would it be ok if....well....would you mind...." She stammered.

"What," I asked.

"Is it too cold to have sex outside?" She finally spit out.

"Well, it's probably almost forty. If you keep moving and there isn't any wind, I guess you could for a little while. Why? Do you want to?"




Ice Guide Ch. 03



"Well, I've always wanted to and I could never get Randal to do anything. Since I'm practically naked already...."

"You wondered if I'd fulfill your fantasy?"

"Yeah something like that." She replied a little coyly.

"I suppose, if Marlene doesn't mind the stop." I answered, already horny as hell from Marlene's teasing earlier. I gunned the engine and wheeled us around and into a narrow cove, parking us in the sun back where there was little chance for the light breeze to get to us.

Pat climbed off the sled and walked back to where Marlene lay in the sled, taking her helmet off as she went. She squatted down and talked quietly with Marlene for a minute and then stood back up with a huge grin. 

Pat quickly pulled the zippers of her once piece snow suit up her legs until they ended nearly at her waist. Unzipping the front she shrugged it off, stepping easily out of it. She tossed it onto the seat of the snowmobile and then stripped off the t-shirt she had on, exposing her massive breasts and already hard nipples. Naked except for her furry boots, she sat down on the snow suit and spread her legs wide, exposing her completely shaved pussy. "Ok, I'm ready for that big cock!" She said with a grin, the cool air making her skin turn goose bumped and her areola pucker around her hard erect nipples.

I unzipped the front of my bibs and pulled the two leg zippers up, stepping out of them and letting them lay on the ground next to the machine in front of Pat. I pulled my sweatshirt off over my head and tossed it across the handle bars as I looked down at Pat's wet lips. 

With a grin, I leaned down and gently kissed the inside of her leg as Marlene climbed out of the sled and stood watching us. I quickly kissed my way up her leg really wanting to taste her pussy. 

"What are you doing?" Pat asked, trying to clamp her legs closed as I kissed up the inside of her thigh.

"Getting ready to taste your pussy," I answered honestly.

"Nooooo! You can't! That's gross!" She said, clearly believing it wasn't nice to do.

"Who say's its gross?" I asked her as I pushed her knees back apart.

"Well, my husband for one," she replied.

"Marlene. Is it gross?" I called to Marlene, who was now sitting on the back of the seat only inches from us.

"Oh hon. Trust me, you're gonna love this." Marlene told Pat, as she watched me move my head closer to Pat's wet lips.

I slowly leaned my head toward her meaty pussy lips, her engorged inner lips pushing out at me as I spread her legs far apart. Her mound was shaved completely bare, and looked as if it had been shaved that morning, with no hint of stubble. I reached out with my tongue and gently teased it along the edges of her lips, bringing a stifled intake of breath from her.

"Ohhhhhhh." She moaned softly as I pressed my tongue between her lips and slid it up the length of her sweet pussy, tasting her tangy sweet moisture as I aimed for her hard clit. "Shit!" She squeaked as I flicked my tongue across her hard and already exposed clit. Time and time again I licked deep between her lips as she grabbed hold of part of her snow suit with one hand and the handlebars with the other. Her moans grew louder with each lick until her body was bucking her hips up to meet my licks. 

I was hardly done with her though, I hooked one arm around her thigh and spread her lips apart with my fingers and then slowly pushed two fingers of my other hand into her sopping wet tunnel. Curling them up into her I let them stroke across the top of her velvety smoothntss as I shifted my weight onto my knees. 

"OHHH GOD!" She cried as I found that tiny tangle of nerves on her tunnel top, concentrating on it and running my fingers in circles around it while I sucked and licked her hard exposed clit. "SHIT SHIT SHIT!" She screamed loudly as I attacked her clit with the tip of my tongue, flicking it back and forth as fast as I could while I attacked the inside of her pussy with my fingers. Her whole body was shaking and trembling as her climax built, the full furry of its release only moments away. I saw motion and looked up in time to see Marlene, her own snowsuit hanging mostly off, the legs bunched up around her boots, reach down and grab both Pat's nipples squeezing and twisting them as she pulled and stretched them, Pat's own hands still busy holding herself up as she lay half on and half off the snowmobile seat.

"OH GOD!" Pat screamed at the top of her lungs as her whole body convulsed, her pussy spasming around my fingers. I continued to attack her clit and g-spot as she writhed on the seat, her legs trembling and jerking uncontrollably. Her cries and moans echoing off the ice and frozen shoreline. Finally she began to slow her movements, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. "Oh God, oh God." She panted over and over as I withdrew my fingers and face from her pussy.

She struggled to push herself upright until she was finally sitting and then reached out and grabbed me, pulling my juice covered face to hers; her lips pressing hotly against mine and her big tits pressed against my chest. Even through the t-shirt I still had on I could feel the cool of her skin and the hardness of her nipples.

"Fuck me! God I want your cock in me right now! Let me ride you...please let me ride you!" She begged, her wet kisses working against my lips and her tongue urgently trying to press into my mouth. 

"Ok," I managed to get out. She quickly climbed up off the seat to make room for me. I barely got sitting down and she was pulling my boots off, tossing them over her shoulder before going to work on my pants, tossing everything aside until I had nothing on but my wool socks and t-shirt. She climbed across the seat of the snow mobile with me laying, now nearly naked, on it, my head nearly at the end of the seat and my feet spread around the engine compartment. She straddled me and aimed my cock at her pussy, rubbing my head on her lips for only a moment before finding the right spot and then dropping her sopping pussy down my shaft.

"OHHHH DAMN!" I grunted as she slammed down on me, putting her hands on my chest and pushing my shirt up as far as she could while she settled her feet on the running boards. She began to bounce up and down my rock hard cock, shaking the whole machine each time she slammed down. Her big tits seemed to have a life of their own, bouncing and swaying with each new impact.

"Oh God, I can't just watch anymore," Marlene moaned, stepping across the hitch hooked to the sled and then bending her bare ass over my face. "Please. Make me cum!" She moaned as she backed over enough that I could get to her pussy with my tongue. I reached up and licked the length of her lips, tasting her wetness as Pat bounced wildly on my cock, driving me up the slope toward climax.

I found Marlene's clit and started flicking it with the tip of my tongue as I reached up and pushed her t-shirt up to expose her tits. She pulled it the rest of the way off as I grabbed her puffy nipples between my fingers and palms and squeezed and massaged them.

"Oh shit, oh shit!" Marlene moaned loudly as I worked her clit, her pussy leaking copious amounts of her hot juice over my chin and neck.

"Ohhhhhh" I groaned against Marlene's pussy as Pat started rocking her hips in time with her bounces, her own moans growing louder by the second. "I'm going to cum." I tried to say, my voice muffled by Marlene's pussy, only moments before my cock exploded inside Pat.

"YES!" Pat screamed when she felt my cum lance up into her trembling pussy. She slammed down on me as her whole body convulsed again, her pussy clamping and spasming around my spurting cock.

"Uhhhh Yes. Almost." Marlene panted as I continued to work her clit and squeeze her engorged puffy nipples. I thought I heard something over her moans, but her legs muffled anything outside of the three of us as her thighs pressed against my ears.  

"Yes! Ohhhh...Ohhhh...OHHHHH" Marlene cried as her whole body started to tremble. "UHHHHHHH FUCK!" She screamed loudly as her juices gushed from her pussy as if a faucet had just been turned on.

Marlene pulled from my face and slowly leaned against the sled, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

"Damn," I panted finally getting some fresh air.

"Uh huh," Pat agreed, still sitting on my shriveling cock.

We lay there until the sweat started to chill us and then dressed again, each of us pulling on all the clothes we had brought. Finally dressed I started the snowmobile and the three of us headed back toward the lodge. I was kind of surprised to see the bush plane sitting on the ice by the lodge as we rode up. I pulled us straight around to the back of the lodge and into the garage before shutting things down.

"I think we better go get cleaned up," The girls said as I started unloading and carrying fish over to the cleaning table.

"Ok. I'll be in for lunch in a few minutes." I called after them as they disappeared down the hall. I finished unloading the fish and then washed the cum off my face before shedding my bib's and heading for the lodge and some lunch. I walked out into the great room to a surprise.

"Mike, I want you to meet my sister, Janise." Suzanne said as I approached the table, seeing a new face that was almost the spitting image of Suzanne. Her sister was a bit younger, maybe mid or late thirties, slender face, bright green eyes, and an incredibly mischievous smile. She stood up and stepped around the table to greet me, holding her hand out for me to take. I shook it dumbly as I stared at her body, encased in a sweater dress that hung off one shoulder. The brown dress clung to her body like a glove, accentuating her round full hips, slender waist and full chest. Her long slender legs were encased in tan tights and she had on brown animal skin boots with furry tops.

"Glad to meet you." I replied, looking between the two and trying to wrap my head around similar the two looked. "Sorry. Just caught me off guard. I didn't even know Suzanne had a sister." I finally said, letting go of her hand.

"Oh, well, here I am!" She answered brightly. "I guess You're Mike! Suzanne has told me so much about you that I feel like I already know you." She said as she stepped closer and gave me a hug, her big tits pressing into my chest. Unsure what else to do I put my arms around her and held her lightly until she broke the hug.

"So. Ready for some lunch?" Suzanne asked.

"Yeah. I'm starved." I answered.

"Well, sit down; I'll bring you some food in a minute. You can get to know Janise while I'm in the kitchen." She said over her shoulder.

I dropped into a chair as the pilot of the plane, Roger, came back into the room from the bathroom and sat down near me.

"So tell me. Where are the rest of the guys?" Janise asked.

"Well, we had a little contest. The girls out fished them this morning and limited out, so I brought them back. I have to go back after awhile and pick them up." I answered.

"The girls did? That's great!" She replied brightly. "Is it far to where they're at?"

"Oh not far. About fifteen minutes out." I answered.

"Oh that's good. It would seem to be pretty chilly riding one of those machines in the cold."

"It's not bad if you bundle up," I answered.

"I bet you couldn't stay out there naked very long though, huh?" She asked with a devilish little grin.

"I don't know. Can't say I've ever tried." I answered in shock, trying my best to keep a straight face. "Why?"

"Well when we were coming in I swear I saw some naked people on the ice," she said, her dark green eyes twinkling as she stared into mine.

"Really? Why would anyone want to be naked out in the cold like that?" I asked as innocently as I could muster.

"Well, it looked to me like someone was riding a lot more than a snowmobile!" She said with a girlish giggle.

"Oh? Really?" I said as Suzanne walked in with a steaming plate of food.

"Here you go, Mike," she said as she set down a hot roast beef and gravy sandwich on the table in front of me. The open face sandwich had huge chunks of roast beef and was smothered in brown gravy and sautéed onions.

"Thanks!" I answered as I took the glass of water and fork from her. "This looks great!"

"So you two are getting to know each other?" She asked as she sat down next to me.

"Yeah, just talking about fishing," I said as Pat and Marlene walked in from Marlene's bedroom door, the two of them changed into jeans and sweat shirts.

"Oh? I've never known my sister to be interested in fishing." Suzanne said, curiosity clearly showing on her face.

"Well, actually I was asking how long someone could stay on the ice naked," Janise asked.

"Why would you want to know that?"

"Well, I could swear that as we flew in I could see three naked or almost naked people having a really good time, if you know what I mean." Janise answered with a little grin, staring at me again.

"That would be unusual this time of year." Suzanne replied as I looked past Janise to see Pat blushing heavily before turning and walking quickly back to her room. I glanced back over and saw Suzanne watching Pat disappear into her room with that quizzical look on her face slowly changing into a soft knowing smile. "Well, we do have some adventurous people around the area. Hard to say who it might have been." Suzanne finally said, her leg pressing against mine under the table.

"Well, if they were doing what I thought they were doing, the guy must have been having a great time with two women on him at once." Janise said, watching my face for any reaction. I just kept eating and did my best to not react at all.

"Well." I said, taking my last bite. "I need to go clean some fish. Thanks for a great lunch Suzanne, I appreciate it!" 

"You're welcome!" She said with a smile as I got up. "Let me know if you need any dessert."

I shook my head and headed back out into the garage to clean the fish from the morning.

"Hey Mike. How's it going?" Roger called as he walked back into the garage where I had been cleaning fish for the last hour.

"Hey. How goes? Surprised you're still around." I answered as I started filleting another nice sized Northern.

"Yeah I got a pickup about fifty miles north of here a little later so I figured I'd just hang out here after dropping my passenger off. Looks like you did good today."

"Yeah. The ladies made a good haul. Look at that nice Muskie over there. I think I'll leave that one for them to mount."

"Yeah. That is a nice fish. Looked to me like they got a lot more than fish today though." He said with a chuckle.

"Wha'd ya mean?" I asked as I kept working.

"Well, when she said she saw a couple people naked down on the ice I circled back around for another pass, thinking maybe there was someone in trouble or something, but when I came around again it was pretty clear that trouble was not what was going on."

"Oh?"

"Yeah. Looked to me like the guy had one on his face and one on his dick. The one on his dick had some pretty big tits too."

"You can tell all that from way up there?"

"Not all that high. I come in just over the tops of the trees out there to make my landing." He said seriously.

"Well. Wonder who they were?" I asked, trying not to react.

"Uh. Mike. Just so you know. Jack has the hood of all his equipment painted red with that round orange reflective sticker so it's easy to see from the air in an emergency. Next time you might want to throw a coat or something over the hood. Just saying, you know."

"Damn," I swore under my breath.

"Don't worry about it. But I do have to say, she does have a big set of tits, whichever one was riding on you. I don't know how you do it. Two women that you just met like that? Must be nice."

"I didn't do much. In fact, I don't think I did anything. It was their idea. Both of them went out with almost nothing on under their snow suits. Hell it was Patricia's idea to stop on the way back."

"Still. They're both pretty good looking for their age. I'd really like to get that Suzanne naked some place though. Damn she's got a rack. I got a glimpse a few months ago and her tits are to die for."

"Uh huh," I answered non-committal.

"No... You're telling me you seduced her too?" He asked, surprise written all over his face.

"Uh uh. She just wanted to share the shower, that's all." 

"Hell, I've been trying to get into her pants for a long time. I've known her for almost six years and you're the first guy that she had done more than tease the shit out of. I mean she'll flash a guy she thinks is cute, but I've never known her to get physical. Hell, I was beginning to think she was lez, you know?"

"Well, you can mark that one off your list," I answered as I started cleaning the last fish.

"Damn. Jack said you were the best Pike fishermen he's ever had come up here, but I had no idea you could hook the ladies as easily as the Pike."

"Hell Roger. I come up here to fish Northern Pike, that's all. I wouldn't even be guiding if Jack hadn't had to go and I already had my tickets and everything. As far as the ladies..." I said stopping to look at him, "Hell they're kind of like teen age girls. You make one climax good and she has to tell the others how great it was and all of a sudden they all want a piece. I don't really do anything but give them the best I can."

"Well, you've done something right." He said, giving me a slap on the shoulder. "I better get pre-flighted. Good luck keeping up with them."

"Thanks. I'll try. And thanks for the heads up on the paint job."

"No problem buddy. We guys gotta stick together." He said with a wave as he headed back across the garage.

I finished cleaning the fish and then gassed up the snowmobile to head back out. I pulled on my cold weather gear, donned my helmet and then pushed the sled back out into the snow. In minutes I was racing across the lake at nearly fifty miles an hour, twisting and turning my way back to where I had left Randal, Mark and Dave fishing.

By the time I got back there was only about an hour of light left, and they had enough of fishing. While they had caught a few more, they had nothing like the haul the ladies had landed in the morning. After almost half an hour of picking up gear and packing the sleds the four of us headed back to the lodge.

It took me almost two hours to clean up the gear, clean and package the fish and get things ready for the next morning, finally heading into the main part of the lodge a bit past six. I was tired, to say the least. I could see that everyone was eating dinner and I felt like I needed a shower before I could even think about sitting down to eat. I stripped off my clothes, wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for the shower.

I shaved off my two day growth of beard before climbing into the shower. The hot water felt really good as I stood under it, letting the massage head mounted lower on the wall pound the water against my back. I lost track of how long I had been in the shower and was startled when I heard Suzanne quietly ask how I was doing.

"A bit tired. I'm not used to the amount of work it takes to guide." I answered her as she leaned against the frame of the shower door.

"A bit stiff?" She asked with a grin.

"My back is." I answered, missing her connotation.

"Well, turn that water off and come out here. I'll rub your shoulders a few minutes if you want."

"Thanks," I answered turning and shutting off the water. By the time I turned back she had my towel held out. I reached for it but she refused to completely let go, using it as a guide to pull me out of the bathroom and into the master suite. She tugged me over toward the leather sofa, picking up a bottle of lotion off a shelf on the way, and then sat down on the sofa.

"Come here," she said, holding her hands out to me. She turned me around and sat me on the sofa between her legs, gently stroking her hands up and down my back. Finally she pumped some lotion out and began rubbing it across my shoulders, her thumbs and fingers working and kneading my sore shoulder muscles.




Ice Guide Ch. 03



"So I guess you had a good day on the ice?" She asked softly.

"Uh huh," I answered as I let her magical fingers stroke the tension out of my shoulders.

"Good fishing huh?"

"Uh huh."

"The ladies were pretty good were they?"

"Uh huh," I answered before I really thought about what she said.

"I didn't mean..."

"Yes you did. But it's ok." She cooed softly, her hands continuing to slowly work my shoulders. "First time I've known anyone to get caught having sex out on the ice, not that Jack hadn't had his way with some of the ladies over the years."

"Oh." I said with a sigh. "That feels nice."

"Just so you know, I didn't put them up to it," she said, stopping her hands for a second.

"I didn't think you had," I answered.

"Are you...serious with anyone?" She asked quietly, her fingers going back to rubbing my sore muscles.

"Not right now. Work hasn't left much time for socializing." I replied quietly.

"Kind of surprised you're not married, given how good you are in bed."

"Yeah, well, let's just chalk that one up to being too good in bed," I said with a small shake of my head.

"Get in trouble by being in someone else's bed?" She asked.

"Not exactly, but close enough."

"Oh? I'd like to hear, if you don't mind." She coaxed, her fingers now rubbing up and down my back nearly to my butt.

"Oh I guess I wasn't smart. I let my ex-wife's best friend's daughter seduce me. I guess she had a crush on me for a long time and she was engaged and wanted to act out on the fantasy before the wedding. So a few weeks before the wedding she did. My wife walked in while she was bouncing up and down on me in the living room. Kind of made a mess of things."

"That does sound a bit rough. But I would have thought that she would have forgiven you for one transgression."

"She might have, if it had been the first. It wasn't. I'm just too good for my own good I guess." I answered with a soft chuckle.

"Well, you are good," she whispered. "Do you suppose you'll ever settle back down again? With one woman I mean."

"I don't know. I'd like to if I can find the right woman."

"What kind of woman would that be?"

"Soft, tender, caring, sexy, wanting to experiment and play, keep things fresh. You know. Someone who can be your best friend and sexy lover at the same time."

"I suppose you want some swinger, huh?"

"Nope. Most swingers are just drunk over the hill people struggling to be kids again. No, surprisingly I haven't chased anything I've gotten this week. It all just kind of happens." I answered her quietly.

"Well, if you find that kind of a woman, will you tell her?"

"Maybe. She'd be a lot like you though. You're tender and caring, certainly a lot of fun. I'm surprised you're not married."

"Oh. I was once. He ran off with a much younger woman."

"Sorry to hear that," I answered honestly.

"I'm not. He ended up with two more kids and then she ran off with a younger man. Served him right." She said with a laugh. 

"You going to settle down again?"

"Don't know. Not a lot of choices out here." She answered quietly, her fingers slowly stroking down my back and her nails slowly dragging up my sides before her fingers pressed to my back and slid down again. "He'd have to be damn good in bed, that's for sure. Sweet, caring, more interested in making his partner feel good than himself." She added.

"Yeah, not a lot of guys around like that," I replied.

"Not too many. One or two though. Most guys like that don't even realize that they do that. It's what makes them so popular with the ladies."

"Well, hope you find one and hang onto him then," I answered as I stretched my back. "Thank you for the back rub. It does feel a lot better."

"Glad I could help," she answered as I got up. I turned and held a hand for her and helped pull her off the sofa. She stepped toward me and wrapped her arms around me, pressing her sweatshirt covered tits against my chest and leaning her face to mine. Her lips softly brushed against mine, her breath mixing with mine as she kissed me ever so gently. 

"I hope you find what you want. You're an awfully good woman." I whispered.

"Maybe I have," she whispered before abruptly pulling away and looking down at her feet. "I think I better go now." She said as she turned and headed out quickly.

I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed to my room, changing into a pair of Flannel bed pants and a thermal long sleeve undershirt before stepping into my lambskin slippers. I headed out to the great room to see what else was going on and do a little relaxing. 

"Come on over and eat." Suzanne said, setting a steaming hot plate of food at the table for me. 

"Thanks, I almost forgot about dinner." I said as I gave her a quick look up and down, her tits wiggling around under what looked like a nightshirt of some kind and a satiny robe. "Looks like you changed."

"Yeah. You dripped all over me." She said with a smile as she set down the plate on the table for me. "Let me know if you want anything else."

"I will, thanks!" I answered before digging into the plate of fried chicken and mashed potatoes. I looked around the room while I ate, the guys all sitting in one corner glued to some basketball game on the big screen and the ladies all sitting around the coffee table at the other end, playing some kind of card game boisterously. I took my time and savored her cooking, which was quite honestly, extremely good. She had gone over to sit with Marlene, Patricia and her sister, but kept looking back at me almost expectantly. Janise was still dressed in the same sweater dress I saw her in when I first met her, but Patricia had changed into some kind of yoga outfit and Marlene had switched to jeans and a baggy sweatshirt. I had barely finished my chicken before Suzanne scurried over to take my plate and ask if I wanted anything else. She hovered until I finally said not yet, and only then walked back to sit down at their card game.

"Hey Mike...Wanna come over here and play? The guys are all too busy watching some game to play with us." Marlene called across the room.

"I don't want to horn in on your game. You guys look like you're having a good time as it is."

"It'd be a lot more fun if you came over. Come on. It'll be fun." Pat called.

"Oh, why not," I answered as I walked over while they shifted around. Marlene and Pam ended up sitting on the sofa while the rest of us were in chairs around the small table. 

"So what kind of games do you play?" Janise asked as she shuffled the cards.

"Jan! Shame on you!" Suzanne said sharply.

"What? It was an innocent question!" She defended, still shuffling. "So what will it be, poker? Crazy eights? Go fish?" 

"I don't play too many cards," I answered.

"Ok. How about blackjack. You can be the dealer." Janise said.

"If you want," I replied, "but you might have to put up with a few mistakes. I haven't played in years."

"No problem we'll take care of you," she said with a wink, handing me the cards.

She gave me a quick refresher and then I dealt the first hand. We were playing pretty simple rules according to her, simple straight twenty-one, with ties going to the dealer. We played for almost half an hour when Janise leaned back in her chair and claimed that it was boring to play unless you had something to play for.

"Like what?" Pat asked.

"Oh I don't know. We could get the guys over here and play some strip poker." She said with a laugh.

"Good luck with that!" Marlene retorted.

"Hey guys. Wanna come play some cards?" Janise called to the guys.

"Not really." Dave answered.

"Not even some strip poker?"

"No. You guys have fun." He called back almost as if what she said didn't even register.

"Hey Dave. We're gonna play some strip cards and I'm gonna get naked in front of a strange man!" Marlene called.

"That's nice hon. You have fun." Dave called without even looking.

"Like I said, good luck," Marlene said with a shake of her head and a wry look on her face.

"Well, we'll just play without them," Janise said with a shrug. "How about strip 21. If you bust or the dealer beats you, you lose a piece of clothing."

"Sounds fun," Pat said, "But it looks like it's a strip show for Mike. When does he lose?"

"If he goes over he loses something. Doesn't look like he's got all that much to lose anyway, so that should be interesting." Janise said with a grin.

"Ok. Sounds fun. You in Mike?" Marlene asked hopefully.

"Oh... what the hell. I'd kind of like to see what Janise has on under that dress." I said as I shuffled the cards.

I dealt each of them one card face down and then one for me before starting to deal face up cards. Marlene had an 8 showing and quickly flipped her hole card to show she had 18. Patricia got a 9 and called for another card, getting an 8 and flipping her hole card to show she had 20. Suzanne had a Queen of hearts showing and flipped her 7 up. Janise had a 5 showing and flipped her hole card, showing a King and ending with 15. Now it was up to me. I had a six buried and didn't want to risk going over, so I stayed with my king for a total of sixteen, making Janise the only looser.

"Well, it was your idea," Suzanne said as Janise tossed her fuzzy boots aside.

"That it was," she answered her big sister as I dealt the next round. Marlene had a seven showing and I hit her with a five. She stayed and flipped a two. 

"Why not hit again?" Pat asked her.

"If I go over I lose. This way Mike has to at least work for it." She said with a wink.

Pat had a nine showing and asked for another card. I laid down an eight and she quickly slapped down the five that was face down. "Damn! I'm over." She swore.

"You still have a chance. If Mike goes over your safe." Janise said.

"I'm staying," Susanne said, flipping a queen over to go with the four that was showing. 

Now it was Janise's turn. She smiled and turned over a nine, leaving her with nineteen. 

"Oh boy," I said, looking at my hole card. I flipped it over and quickly added my five and three together. I pulled another card from the deck and lay it down. King of clubs. Eighteen. "I'll hold on that." I said with a smile.

Marlene and Patricia both stripped off their wool socks and Suzanne tossed her fuzzy slippers onto the pile by my chair. This was starting to get much more interesting.

The next round went quickly with Marlene at sixteen, Pat at nineteen, Susanne at eighteen and Janise at twenty. This was going to be a hard one. I had a queen and a two. As long as I didn't pull a face card I was good to go. As it turned out I didn't pull a face card, but I still did as bad, pulling a ten of spades and going over. I tossed my slippers on the pile.

The next hand proved to be very interesting, with Marlene and Suzanne both going over, Pat staying at thirteen and Janise ending at seventeen. I had a King and three and got lucky with a six from the deck. At nineteen I ended up with all four of them losing.

Marlene stood up and stripped off her yoga pants, giving me a quick flash of tiny yellow panties as she did. Patricia stood up and wiggled her tight jeans over her hips and then tossed them into my lap with a wink before sitting back down. 

Suzanne got up and walked over to me, and stood in front of me. She slowly pulled the belt of the satin robe and let it fall down her arms, revealing a very sheer nightgown that I could easily see through. She leaned down and kissed my cheek before stepping back to her place and sitting down. "Your turn sis." She said quietly.

"So be it." Jan said as she got up. She stepped over to me and slowly hiked the bottom of her dress up, inching it up teasingly until it was nearly to her waist. She hooked her fingers in the waist of the tan tights she wore and slowly pulled them down, letting the dress come back down with them so that there really wasn't anything to see, but was a great tease. She lifted first one leg, sliding the material down her leg and then the other, pressing her foot into my lap and teasing it against my cock as she slid the bunched up tights down her long slender leg, leaving it laying in my lap as she returned to her seat.

I took a deep breath and shuffled the cards again. After dealing the two cards to each of them we started again, Marlene taking one more to end up with an eight, six and three. Pat had a nine showing and stood with her hidden ten putting her in very good position. Suzanne had a five showing and spent a long time thinking.

"Come on sis. Call or draw!" Janise teased.

"Oh...I'll stand." She said turning over an ace.

"I would have drawn to that one. But you never were daring." Janise chided. 

"Well, what do you have then?" Suzanne shot back.

"Just seventeen. He's going to have to get risky to beat all of us on this one."

I flipped over my eight on top of the five already showing and looked at the two cards I had. With thirteen I wasn't going to win, but it was also a risk taking another card. Anything bigger than an eight and I was toast. But then there were a lot of cards smaller than that in the deck. I took a breath and flipped the next card. I couldn't believe it....the King of hearts!

"Looks like you're losing something!" Janise teased. "Top or bottom....Why not be brave and let's have the bottoms."

"Not likely!" I answered as I pulled off the thermal undershirt and added it to the pile.

"Getting close to letting us have a look at that cock!" Janise said with a wicked little grin. "How about it girls? Another hand to see if we can get a peek?"

"Why not?" Pat answered, giving Marlene a wink. What Janise and Suzanne didn't know was that both of them had not only seen me naked, but had enjoyed multiple orgasms at my hands, so to speak.

I dealt the next round and saw Janise grin widely at the showing Jack. I could only guess that she had a large card hidden. "Well Marlene...your call."

"I'll stand on these," Marlene answered, flipping over a five. "I can't afford to lose much more."

Pat took one card, getting a six to add to her five. She flipped an eight over and did a little victory dance in her seat. 

Suzanne also took one card, giving her a two and a Jack. "This is not a good place to stand but I know if I take another I'm going bust." She said as she flipped over a three onto the stack.

"I'm good where I am," Janise said with a grin, flipping over a seven. I doubted I would get lucky enough to beat Pat's nineteen, but I was pretty sure I could beat the two fifteens. 

I flipped over my seven on top of the two already showing. I drew one card and flipped over the nine of spades. "Goctha!" I said triumphantly to Janise.

"Guess I go first," Marlene said with a wry face. "Hey honey! I'm going to have to take my shirt off and bare my tits to a strange man now!" She called back behind her toward the guys watching the basketball game.

"That's nice honey!" Dave replied automatically. I doubted that it even registered what she had said. Mark and Randal both heard and their heads immediately swiveled to stare in our direction.

"Ok then," she said as she stood up. Keeping her back to the guys she slipped the workout shirt off, leaving her in nothing but her tiny bikini type panties. She tossed the shirt on the pile by my chair and then sat back down, giving her tits a little wiggle for me as she did.

All eyes turned to Suzanne, who stood up and reached under her practically see through nightie and slipped a pair of lacy panties off, tossing them onto my lap and sitting back down. "Your turn Jan." She said with a grin.

"Ok. Not much to see thought." She said, standing up. She stepped over to where I was and turned around, pushing her butt out at me. She reached under her skirt and slipped a pair of tiny thong panties down to her knees and then turned back to face me, wiggling her legs to get them to slide down to her feet. She stepped out of them with one leg and then lifted them with her foot, setting them and her foot into my lap and rubbing my very obviously big cock through the bed pants I had on. 

With a smile I shuffled and dealt again, looking over at the guys to see Randal and Mark trying to see without looking like they were looking. I chuckled to myself as I started dealing the cards. With the first pass dealt face down, I started laying cards face up; A queen to Marlene, a six to Pat, a ten to Suzanne, an eight to Janise and a nine to myself.

"I'll stay with these thank god," Marlene said, flipping over a king to go with her queen. 

"Ohhhh that looks good." Pat said. "I'll have to take one though."

"And a King to Patricia," I said as I dealt the card.

"Yes!" She said quietly, flipping her hole card, a four to show twenty. 

Suzanne flipped a seven to go with her ten. "I'll stand on these thank you very much!"

"No guts," Janise said with a grin. "I'll take one!"

I dealt Janise a 9 of clubs, making Suzanne smile broadly. "See If I had taken one I would be over!"

"Uh huh," Janise said quietly, flipping over a five, totaling 22.

"Uh oh. Little sis is gonna be naked now!" Marlene teased.

"So is big sis," I answered, flipping over a Jack to go with my nine.

"Oh shit," Suzanne said staring at my cards. 

"Well, sis....you had enough?"

"Nope. I pay off my bets!" Suzanne said, getting up and stepping over to me. She straddled the arm chair I was sitting in, working herself over it until her legs were on the arms and her ass was on my lap facing me. "Would you care to?" She asked quietly.

"With pleasure," I answered, sliding my hands down to her bare thighs and slowly sliding them up her soft silky body, letting my hands drag up her bare sides, her see through nightgown hooked on my wrists. I let my hands slide all the way up as she held her hands in the air for me to work it over her head, taking a second to get her long hair through the hole. I finally tossed it aside and then slowly drew my fingers down her front, running them over her big tits and then down her stomach, making her suck in her breath quickly as my fingers found her spread pussy and gently teased a finger across it a few times.

"Mmmmm... Thank you. I'll have to let you finish that later though." She whispered in my ear as she leaned toward me to work herself off the chair. "Ok sis. Your turn."

"How about double or nothing?" Janise asked, looking at me.

"Just like my sis. All tease and no do. No wonder you have a reputation as a cock tease!" Suzanne chided her sister. "Now stand up there and pay your debt."

"Maybe, maybe not. How about it stud? Double or nothing?"

"What's in it for me? I mean I already won and I'm going to get to see you naked." I answered her.

"Ohhh I'm sure we can think of something...Deal the cards and let's see."

"Oh that wouldn't be a good idea," Suzanne said. "She has a habit of not following through on her promises. If it was me, I'd just make her climb up on the table and strip it off right now."

"Sis! Whose side are you on?" Janise shot at Suzanne.

"His!" Suzanne answered with a grin.

"I know. If she wants to do double or nothing, I have the perfect bet." Pat said from where she was sitting. "If Mike wins again you strip and he gets to shave your pussy, and if you win, Mike will strip for you and you can watch him stroke his cock. I know we'd all like to see that."

"Hmmm ...Sounds like a good idea." Janise answered. "I would like to see that cock."

"And why should I believe that you'll go through with that? I mean I already won and you don't want to pay up." I asked.

"If she doesn't, Marlene and I will hold her down while you do the honors." Pat said with a grin. I could see both Randal and Mark's heads snap back toward us at that comment. Mark got up from the sofa and walked around, inching toward our circle.

"Sorry stud," Janise said when she saw him. "You had your chance earlier. If you want in now you'll have to strip and show us all your cock. Otherwise go back to your game!"




Ice Guide Ch. 03



"Whatever," Mark said as he turned to walk back toward the sofa. He sat down but his eyes never left our group.

"Ok. Just the two of us?" I finally asked.

"Yep," Janise said. "Deal 'em out!"

I dealt two cards face down and then laid a 2 of hearts on top of hers and a 3 of spades on mine.

"Hit me." She said as she looked at her hole card. I lay down a King of clubs and she quickly turned over her hole card, slapping down a 7 of diamonds. "Ha! Nineteen. Beat that!"

I flipped over my hole card, a queen of diamonds, giving me thirteen. I had no choice, I had to draw and hope for less than an eight. I nervously drew the top card from the deck and flipped it over. Seven of hearts. "Twenty!" I said as I leaned back relieved.

"Shit," Janise swore silently.

"Well sis. I think you should stand right up on the table and do a nice strip tease for him." Suzanne said, giving me a little wink. "I mean after all this whole game was your idea."

"I can't do that!" Janise retorted.

"Can't or won't?" Marlene asked her with a scowl on her face.

With a shake of her head Janise finally got up and climbed onto the low table. She closed her eyes and started to sway to some beat in her head while Patricia got up and walked off, wearing only the long sweat shirt, her cute ass and shaved pussy peaking out with each step.

Janise stood on the table and slowly swayed, reaching for the bottom of the dress and slowly working it up, her smooth hips. Inch by inch she exposed more and more of herself until the tiny curls of her mound became visible. As she turned her legs finally spread enough for me to see her soft pussy lips full and glistening in the firelight. 

She worked the dress ever higher, letting it slide down some and then back up as she teased it closer and closer to her big tits. Finally I could see the round creamy skin of her breasts peaking out. I waited only a moment longer, my cock aching for release already, before standing up and sliding my fingers up her legs. Her eyes flashed open and she stared at me as I teased my fingers back and forth across her stomach and slowly teased them up to her tits. I pushed the material of her dress up farther, clearing it over her big tits and rock hard nipples. She pulled it the rest of the way off and stood there, swaying gently as my fingers teased circles around and around her nipples.

"Damn," she moaned softly before I backed away and sat down. I could see all three men standing by the sofa now, staring at Janise's naked form on the top of the table.

"If you want to look you better get naked!" Janise said sharply. "It's not a free show after all!"

"Awww. No point in being a spoil sport." Marlene said as she walked completely naked over to her husband. "I'm surprised anything drug you away from that ball game. Do you like seeing me strut around naked?"

"Have to admit, it's different." He said, watching Janise more than he was her.

"So you don't mine me showing off my body to strange men?" She asked, trying to get his attention back to her and off Janise's naked tits.

"If that's what you want to do." He answered with a shrug.

I could tell she was angry now. She had been trying hard to seduce him into doing something, but he seemed more intent on looking at Suzanne and Janise, now that she was down off the table and sitting on the sofa.

"Fine!" Marlene said angrily. "See how you like this!" She turned on her heel and walked over to the table. She sat on the edge in front of me and leaned back until she was lying across it, her legs sticking up in the air. "Mike. How would you like to make me cum?" She said to me. "You can eat me or finger me or fuck me. Just make me cum!"

"This what you want?" I asked her quietly.

She looked back at her husband. "Not if he wants to come do the honors!" She said, expectantly. I looked up and saw him start to move and then turn and walk back to the sofa, sitting down and turning away from us.

Marlene rolled off the table and ran to her room in tears.

"What happened?" Pat asked as she walked back with a tub of water and a small cloth bag of items.

"Marlene tried to shame her husband into coming and doing something with her and instead he went back to his game." Suzanne said quietly.

"Ohhhhhh. That's not good." Pat replied quietly. "Here. I'll go take care of her, why don't you let Mike get started on Janise."

"I'm not letting him shave me!" Janise said sharply.

Patricia looked at her and snapped. "Your sister was right. You are a cock teasing little bitch." She set down the tub and then stormed off toward Marlene's room.

Suzanne shook her head and picked up her robe, slipping it on and then heading off toward Marlene's room too.

"Hey. That's not fair!" Janise said.

"You know. You have a damn nice body. Too bad you're personality isn't as sweet." I said as I got up and walked away, leaving her sitting on the sofa naked and alone. I headed to the kitchen and got some soda and a bag of chips and was sitting at the counter munching on them when Janise walked in, her dress on once again.

"Did you really mean that? What you said?" She asked, her voice sounding clearly hurt.

"Yeah. I did. Your sister is a caring, gentle, honest person. She believes in keeping her word. The game was your idea. You wanted me to play because either you expected me to lose or you wanted your sister to lose and feel humiliated. Problem was, she did lose, and she made the best of it. You on the other hand lost and then tried to duck it. No...If you want people, not just men, but anyone to like you, you have to not make promises you never plan on keeping."

She nodded quietly. "You like my sister, don't you?"

"Yeah. I do actually."

"Have you been fucking her?"

"First off, that's between her and me. Second, you don't need to be crude. You're not going to shock me. I've heard it all." I said to her, taking another swig from my soda bottle as she turned and walked quietly away.

I ate the rest of my snack and then decided to go see if Marlene was ok. I could see Janise rearranging furniture over by the fireplace as I made my way to Marlene's room. I knocked and then stepped through the bamboo curtain. She was sitting on the bed with Pat on one side and Suzanne on the other, her eyes red from crying.

"You ok?" I asked quietly when she looked up at me.

"Yeah. Thanks for coming to check. I appreciate it." She answered a little hoarsely. 

"It's the least I could do," I replied quietly.

"Wish my husband was that considerate," she said sadly.

"Yeah, well some guys just don't know how good they have it until it's gone." I told her quietly.

She got up and stepped over to me, still completely naked. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me tight, giving me a kiss on the cheek before whispering into my ear. "Thank you for everything. We won't get a chance again, but I want you to know you were the best sex I've ever had." With that she pulled her head back from my cheek and turned her face to give me a soft kiss on the lips. She patted my chest with her hand before turning away and stepping over to the dresser. I watched for a second as she started pulling clothes from the dresser and putting them into the suitcase. Pat got up and hooked an arm into mine and led me out of the room.

"She's going to go home tomorrow. She decided that it was the last straw." She said quietly as she led me over to where the sofa and chairs had been arranged to look at the fireplace. Janise was sitting quietly in the middle of the sofa and looked up when we walked over.

"Mike. Can I ask a favor?" She said as I sat down.

"I guess that depends on what it is."

"Will you shave me?" She asked bluntly.

"Why?"

"Like you said, I hoped my sister would lose and be embarrassed. I guess we've always had a competition because she's better looking than I am. But like you said... I made the bet and I need to pay up."

"I'll be damned," Suzanne said from behind me. 

"Hey sis," Janise responded quietly. 

"What's come over you?" Suzanne asked.

"A little honest feedback I guess," she said as she stood up. "Hey guys! Wanna come over here a second?" She called to Mark, Dave and Randal, all three once again engrossed in their game on TV. Mark and Randal got up and walked over, letting Janise steer them to the couch.

"So. I made a bet and lost, so now it's time to pay up." She said to the group of us sitting on the sofa. She reached down and skimmed her dress up and off her body, leaving her completely naked. "Mike gets to shave me. I hope he's good though because I've never been shaved before." She said as she stood there, looking at me expectantly.

"You sure about this?" I asked.

"Yep," she said as she stepped back until she was right near the huge rock hearth. She sat down on the edge and then leaned back onto her elbows and lifted her feet to hook on the edge of the stone, letting her knees splay as far apart as she could. I could see her cheeks blush red as she sat there completely exposed.

"Ever shaved someone before?" Pat asked quietly.

"Nope. Shaved some beard off though."

"Just stretch the skin to make it taught so you don't nick it." She said, giving me a little push toward the waiting Janise.

I stepped over and knelt down, finding a tub of water and a towel with a razor, small scissors and shaving cream set out on it.

"Do a good job," she whispered to me as I picked up the scissors and leaned toward her pussy. Unlike her sister, who had full meaty lips, Janise's pussy had full flowery lips that were unencumbered and exposed. I could see little beads of moisture accumulating on them and looked up at her face. Her chest was rising and falling quickly as I laid my hand on her mound, her nipples standing erect and hard in the middle of the three inch across puckered pink areola. I looked back to my work and carefully snipped away at the hairs, teasing them upright with my fingers and then trimming them off, always careful to not get too close to her skin.

It took me at least ten minutes before I had all the curls cut away and laying in a pile under her on the hardwood floor. Next I picked up the shaving cream and shook the can before squiring some on her mound and around her pussy.

"Ehhh!" She squealed as the cold foam landed on her hot skin. "That's cooold!"

"Sorry," I said as I started rubbing the cream around, covering her mound and pussy with the slippery white foam. I started on her mound, working carefully downward until I started getting close to her lips. I worked carefully, pulling and moving her skin to make sure it was always taught when I used the razor, my fingers frequently teasing inside her pussy as my thumb pulled on her lips. 

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned softly as I worked around the top edge of her pussy, my finger brushing against her hard clit. She started moving her hips gently each time I touched her, clearly getting more and more turned on by the second. Finally done I used the luke warm water to gently rinse her off and then toweled her freshly shaved pussy dry.

"All done!" I announced.

"Not quite." Pat said as she leaned forward on the sofa. "A freshly shaved pussy has to be played with. You have no idea how turned on this makes a woman."

"Is that right?" I asked Janise.

"Ohhhh God yes. I want to cum so bad right now!" She half moaned.

"You want me to do that here? In front of everyone?" I asked her again.

"I don't care. As long as you make me climax I don't care who's watching. Besides, they've already seen more than almost any other man alive."

I looked over at Suzanne who was grinning from ear to ear. "Ok." I said as I leaned my face down and gave her soft pussy lips a long slow lick, making sure my tongue flicked across her exposed clit.

"Ohhhhhh," she moaned as her whole body shuddered.

I pressed my tongue between her lips again and softly drew it up, her juices starting to dilute the remaining soapy taste of the shaving cream. 

Again and again I licked up between her lips, pressing my tongue into her as far as I could before dragging it the length of her slit, finishing each lick by flicking my tongue several times across her hard exposed clit. 

I felt a hand grab at my cock through my flannel bed pants and paused to look back. I saw Suzanne on her hands and knees next to me, grinning. I smiled back before returning to my attentions to Janise's wet pussy. I slid my attention up to her hard clit, sucking it between my lips before sliding my middle finger up into her wet tunnel.

"Oh God." I heard her moan as I slowly pushed my finger into her, curling it up and searching for that perfect spot. I was hard at work stroking around her tunnel when I felt her jump, knowing that I had the perfect spot. I started stroking back and forth with my finger as I licked and sucked her clit, flicking it with the tip of my tongue and then sucking it between my lips to squeeze. I felt my bed pants being pulled over my butt and wet mouth close around my cock as I knelt down, unable to look back and see because of Janise's hands trying to drag me tighter to her pussy.

"OHHHH FUCK!" I heard her cry as her orgasm came closer. "FUCK ME, FUCK ME, OH GOD FUCK ME, PLEASE!" Janise cried as I drove her whole body crazy. I could feel her legs trembling and shaking around my head as she begged me to stuff my cock into her, her hands trying to pull me up her body. 

The mouth disappeared from my cock and I felt a hand pressing against my ass, trying to push me closer to Janise. I pried my head from between Janise's legs and looked back to see Suzanne coaxing me forward.

"You heard her. Fuck her!" She said with a grin as she knelt behind me completely naked her thighs pushing against my bare ass.

"You want me to?" I asked as Janise grabbed at my arms and tried to pull me up her body.

"She sure the hell does!" Suzanne said with a wicked grin. "Give it to her!"

After Suzanne sucking on me and my attentions to Janise's pussy my cock was about as hard and fat as it could be. With a shrug I let Janise pull me up her body; walking my knees toward her while Suzanne knelt on the legs of my bed pants, making me slide my legs out to get closer. I felt her follow behind, one arm around me playing with my cock to keep it hard. 

I didn't even have to aim. Suzanne took care of that for me, settling my head against her tunnel and then using her thighs to push me forward, driving me slowly into her sister.

"OH HOLY SHIT!" Janise screamed as my fat cock expanded her. "Oh God, oh God. I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!!" She cried as her whole body started to tremble like her legs had. I felt my head press against the end of her tunnel and then the pressure from behind release so I could start sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

"OH fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!" She cried breathlessly as her whole body shook and trembled. I could feel her cum leaking around my cock as she jerked and shook beneath me. It was long minutes before her body started to relax and her chest, glistening with sweat, heaved for air. 

I slowed my strokes and then finally just held myself inside her, letting her climax slowly fade, her fingers teasing across her now bare pussy and then up to my stomach.

"Oh God. I've never climaxed that hard before in my life." She panted.

"Glad you enjoyed it," I said, pulling my still hard cock from her wet tunnel. I finally looked around and saw Pat sitting on her husband's lap, his cock buried deep inside her now naked body, her panties lying on the floor at her feet. The other surprise was seeing Marlene, leaning across the back of the sofa, her hands stroking Mark's cock, one of her big puffy nipples sucked into his mouth and her husband standing behind her, pounding his cock in and out of her.

Marlene looked at me and reached a hand out to me, motioning me to come to her. I looked over at Suzanne, who gave me a non-committal shrug. I stood up and walked over, her hand reaching for my cock. She guided me to her mouth and engulfed me, swirling her tongue around and around my head as her body was pushed on and off my shaft by her husband's strokes, each one banging into her ass loudly.

"Oh shit." I groaned as her mouth and one hand worked up and down my shaft. "You keep that up and you're going to make me cum!"

Her only answer was to suck me harder. Suzanne slipped up next to me guiding one of my hands to her pussy. She stepped one foot up on the sofa and pushed my hand harder between her legs as she wrapped her free arm around my neck and started to kiss my neck and cheek. I turned my head toward her and she kissed my mouth wetly, her tongue diving into my mouth for long seconds before she pulled away and whispered that she wanted me to make her cum that hard.

"You want me to?"

"God yes. Fuck me until I cum." She pleaded.

I pulled back, slipping my cock from Marlene's face. I drew her over to one end of the huge sofa and sat her back on the arm of it, lifting her legs in the air, one ankle in each hand. She leaned back, holding herself up with her hands behind her as I poked my cock at her wet pussy. It only took me two tries to get my head engaged in the right spot and start to slide it into her.

"OHHHHH yes, yessss." She hissed as I slid slowly into her. "Now fuck me like you fucked her. Make me cum around your big cock!"

"Don't know how long I'll last," I grunted as I started plunging into her. 

"We'll worry about it later if you don't make it," she panted as she closed her legs around my neck, making her pussy even tighter. 

I plunged in and out of her, looking around the room, trying to hold off what I knew was going to be a huge explosion. I could see Janise lying sideways on the hearth, her fingers trailing up and down her body, teasing them across her shaved pussy and letting out little moans. Pat was still bouncing up and down Randal's cock and Marlene appeared to be about to climax, her hands covered with Mark's cum. 

"OH sweetie. I'm going to cum...I want you to cum with me. Please cum with me!" Suzanne begged as I slid in and out of her pussy, my cock making squishing sounds. 

"Ok. Not too long then." I panted; sweat dripping off my forehead onto her legs as she rocked her hips with each of my strokes.

"That's it baby. Cum for me. Feel your hot cock sliding in and out of me, fucking my sexy pussy. Do you like fucking me? Do you like feeling my hot pussy around your cock?" She coaxed, her breathing growing more raged by the second. "Ohhhhhh God I'm starting to cum!" She gasped.

"UH....Yeah." I groaned as her pussy spasmed around my cock. "So close."

Janise got up and walked over to me, sliding her hands around my ass and back as she slowly pressed her tits against my back, her hard nipples pressing into me as she lifted herself on her tip toes and whispered in my ear.

"That's it. Fill my sisters hot wet pussy with your cum. Squirt it all into her and all over her. I bet you'd love to squirt all over her big tits, or maybe my big tits! Hmmmm all that hot cum squirting all over." She cooed into my ear as she let one hand slide down the crack of my ass, her hand helping push me into her sister with each stroke. I could feel her finger sliding between my legs and teasing the base of my balls.

"Now fill her with your cum. Just picture you squirting all over my tits, right out there on the snow mobile, all naked, and my hands stroking you so you cum all over my big bare tits." 

I felt her finger press against my asshole and suddenly slip part way in. It was like sending an electric shock through my body; my cock swelled and spurted a huge gush of cum into Suzannae, my body jerking uncontrollably to drive into her to the hilt.

"AHHHHHHH FUCK!" Suzanne's cried surprisingly loudly as my cock unleashed as second shot of hot cum. Time and again my body jerked and pumped more into her, Janise's finger pumping into my ass in time with my jerks and squirts.




Ice Guide Ch. 03



Slowly my body subsided, as did her attentions to my ass. I looked down at Suzanna, who had given up trying to hold her weight and was now lying with her head down on the cushions, her hands squeezing and kneading her big tits.

As I stood gasping, Patricia came on her husband's dick, her whole body shaking as he sat, jerking, and presumably filling her as well.

Marlene appeared to have long since climaxed herself, her husband standing still behind her.

"Thank you for the best sex I've ever had. Hope some time I can return the favor. And if you decide you really want to fuck on the ice again...just let me know. I have a sudden urge to try new things." Janise whispered before walking away, still butt naked.

I pulled my softened cock from Suzanne and helped her up off the sofa. Once I had her standing I scooped her up into my arms.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked as she wrapped her arms around my neck.

"To bed with me, if that's ok with you."

"I think that's perfect with me," she said as I carried her toward my bedroom.

I pushed the curtain back and carried her to the bed, laying her gently on it before climbing in with her, tossing the covers over the top of the two of us.

"I don't know that I'm up for more sex." She whispered. "Not for a little bit anyway. You had me so horny today that I had to sneak off twice to get off with my vibrator. Now I'm wishing I had waited."

"It's ok. Sex isn't what I'm looking for right now." I whispered back as I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her gently.

She pushed me gently away so she could look into my eyes in the dim light. "What are you looking for...exactly?" She whispered.

"Well. If your game I'd like to just sleep with you and see how it feels to wake up with you next to me."

"I don't think anyone has ever made such a lovely proposal to me before. I'd love to wake up next to you in the morning." She whispered to me before burying her face into my neck and cuddling down next to me. I covered us up and held her close until both of us had fallen fast asleep.