Chapter 1

The long winter has deposited substantial amounts of snow in this mountain town. The Chronicle, our local newspaper, indicates we had received over 300 inches of the white stuff so far this winter. The drought has ended, today's edition claims... Gilson has not experienced this much snow accumulation during the last 3-years totaled together. I just read weather forecasts in the Old Farmer's Almanac. They predict a lot more snow in the mountains during the next 2 months. This is not hard to believe, as March and April are usually the snowiest months of wintry weather. Old-man winter is nowhere close to giving up his hold on this part of the world...

This mountain town always looks so exquisite with this magical cloak of whiteness. As I look out the window across the valley, the pine trees sway gently in the late February breeze. Evening approaches and remnants of Christmas lights begin flickering across town, adding to this enchanting setting. The majestic tall pines occasionally shed puffs of snow that gently float to the ground. The late day sun begins to set, coloring the clouds and casting shadows over the valley with an incredible pink and red brilliance. This time of year is awash with glorious sunsets, called, 'alpine glow'. This is a wonderful area to call home, with all its' beauty and lack of stressful hustle. Also, a relaxing soak in Gilson's famed hot springs pools is great for relaxing tired muscles after a day of skiing or snowshoeing...

Many of the younger residents of Gilson bathe nude in the natural hot springs pools. These are a short hike from town into the tall pines where the river flows briskly down from the high mountains. Hot, heavily mineralized waters flow continuously upward from the deepest recesses of mother earth. The raw water is so scorching, that the makeshift pool built by the locals would not be tolerable unless brought to a comfortable temperature by introducing the cold river water flowing nearby. Ingenious townsfolk buried a pipe into the riverbed with an inlet into the hot pool. The pipe inside the pool can be unplugged easily allowing the cold river water to exert its' influence over the blistering hot water rising from down deep in the earth.

That pool is where I got my first look at this hunk Tom. His sculpted body and superior equipment have occupied my thoughts for days... It wasn't the length of his cock that enthralled me, but the man had balls! Thoughts of the quantity of Tom's cum that could flood the inside of my body have left me thoroughly preoccupied...

Cabin fever rages during the latter part of these long mountain town winters... All the girls around here, including myself are horny, but the guys around town seem more than willing to supply the 'seeds of life'. Things could certainly be worse...

The colors are deepening now and nightfall quickly encroaches upon this beautiful winter wonderland. My thoughts wander from the outside world to the sexual feelings within.

I feel wetness between by legs as my thoughts wander to the idea I have in mind for later tonight. I have a surprise in store for my miner acquaintance, Tom. My plans revolve around his nice looking cock but mostly concern the liquid magic in the largest balls that I have ever seen. I plan to empty all of Tom's ball juice into every place Tom wants to explore with his splendid tool. My body begins to manifest physically the erotic thoughts now running rampantly through my mind. I look in the mirror and witness my flushed cheeks and aroused hardened nipples poking at the material of my shirt... My panties are now sopping wet, and are clinging to the shaved lips of my aroused sex...

The bath water that I drew earlier in my reverie is going to get cold if I keep up the daydreaming. I enter the bathroom, and swiftly the warm, steamy, fragrant mist embraces my entire being. My heart races with anticipation of relaxing in the fragrance of the bubble bath extravaganza I prepared for myself. The delicate scent of Jasmine flowers and the flickering candlelight fills my senses. I wipe steam from the full-length mirror and begin a sensual personal striptease. I release my long strawberry blonde locks from the tight bun, and its' generous length frames my winter-tanned, and well cared for face. The air here is 'very dry', and if a girl does not take care of her skin, she will soon look like a prune.

My body is continuously fine-tuning itself due to the outdoor life afforded by living in mountainous terrain. Walking around at this altitude results in continuous cardiovascular exercise. Every place you go is either up or down a hill. Folks here usually feel no need to go to a gym. In fact, there is not one in Gilson. The closest is 25 miles north of here. My looks are good, at 28 years, 5'7", 115 lbs., 36C perky tits, and bright blue eyes. My friends male and female always seem to compliment my looks. I try not getting too involved in all that superficial stuff...

Julie, my best pal around here is a 'touchy feely' person. She seems extremely caught up with my looks, and I wonder sometimes if she wants to be intimate with me. I have never been with a woman. Although like some females, I have fantasized from time to time... At the pool however, I find myself fascinated by Julie's good looks and shapely body. She is my age, 5'1", about 100 lbs., with 34B cherry tipped breasts and soft blonde curls framing her sex. She has a tight round butt, shapely hips, thighs and calves. The guys here nicknamed her 'apple ass'...

Julie reminds me of a ''barbie doll', with her golden blonde long hair and big blue eyes. She has a continual smile, pleasant personality and is great fun to be around. The guys around here just feast on her everywhere she goes. Together, we attract a lot of attention...

Today, I want a cock inside me. Visions of Tom's circumcised cock and marvelous balls fill my thoughts. Those jewels no doubt have an ample load of cum that will fill my hungry body. Hopefully, that will happen later tonight...

Slowly, I unbutton my long-sleeve white blouse while watching intently in the mirror. The whiteness of the bra contrasts the pinkish blush brought on by the heat of the steamy bathroom and sexual arousal. I unclasp the center of the material encasing my now stimulated breasts and uncover their firm roundness and cherry-pink nipples. The shirt and bra find their way to the floor. My hands cup the now blood-engorged cones and thumb and forefinger tweak the sensitive extended nipples. My panties feel soaked and are plastered to the bald entrance of my body... My body begins to tremble with anticipation of a finger-fucking and later Tom's cock possessing my womanhood.

Thinking the massive flood of cum from those 'baseballs' and my body leaking the excess is almost too much...

I watch my reflection intently now as my shaking fingers unbutton, unzip and lower my jeans. I am so aroused that my personal striptease seems to be in slow motion. I hook my fingers in the waistband and stretch the elastic of my panties. My hips begin a sensuous rotating movement as the soft material slips down my ass... I'm in a hurry now to get completely naked as I separate the panties from the slick lips of my engorged pussy... The sparse strawberry blonde strip of soft hairs above my love opening, are sprung from their panty covering. The familiar scent of my arousal further inflames my senses. Quickly I step out of my jeans and panties and bend forward to remove my socks. Bra, panties, jeans and socks now lie together on the floor. With full nudity complete, I admire the reflection of my womanly charms. I spread my legs enough to see the outer lips of my pussy separate in anticipation of inserting of my fingers, and later tonight, Tom's nice cock...

My fingers stroke between my seeping wet, swollen cunt lips and girl-juice runs slowly down my inner thighs. One, then two fingers slowly push into the love grotto. I hear my soft moan and tremble from the intense sensations emanating from deep within. My slick digits withdraw from my aroused pussy. Enthusiastically I inhale the pleasant scent, and lick at their slick covering of pussy juice. Oh yeah, the bath...

The bath water is still pleasant and will not have to be redrawn, but not if I keep this up... I light several more candles around the tub, turn on some soft music, and immerse myself into the warm liquid of the bath. My mind floats away to nowhere as complete relaxation overtakes my body. Earlier Julie and I had gone for a long snowshoe trip in the deep powder. My muscles had a good workout and now are uncoiling in the warm water. Thoughts float away in the luxury of the candlelight and aroma of the bath.

I awaken from my reverie and realize the bath is cooling down. I unplug the drain, turn on the shower, shampoo and condition my hair without paying much attention to sexual sensations. After toweling off and donning a soft robe, I head to my bedroom where the warmth from the fireplace gives me the impulse to be naked again. I drop the robe and lie on the bed. I close my eyes and completely drink in the warmth of the room and the softness of the satin sheets.

Before long, the urgency to orgasm pervades every pore. One hand is busy tweaking my hard cherry-tipped nipples and two fingers easily into my well-oiled pussy. My thumb strokes my engorged clit now emerging from its' sanctuary... That contact together with the image of Tom's big-balls begins a massive internal explosion. The fire builds between my legs and erupts, overcoming my entire being. My legs involuntarily pull up to my breasts encouraging those fingers even deeper. The clenching inner muscles ripple and pull as if milking a spurting cock. A low moan escapes my lips as girl-cum flows from my pussy, soaking my fingers and the sheets...

I pull the down comforter over my naked flesh and drift off to sleep. Never far away are the visions of Tom's cock and balls filling my receptive vagina with their slippery offering. Tonight Tom will get a 'huge' surprise, and I hope to get a nice load of the 'white slick stuff'. Am I a horny slut or what... ? I just love to fuck...

At 1:00am, I awake and the excitement of the hours ahead begin to fill my oversexed libido. I dial-up the mine and asked for Tom's shift boss. Art answered in the rough-tough manner of the miners in the community. "Sir, can you please have Tom Carey call me? It is an emergency... I know phones are difficult to get to underground, but I really need to speak with him as soon as possible."

"Well, we usually don't do this sort of thing." Art briskly replied.

"Please." I appealed. I hope this asshole would not screw up my plan for 'Tom's surprise'.

"Well, OK. I haven't made my rounds back to his work site yet, but I will have him call."

"Thanks." I replied, albeit hopefully. "The number is 565-1388"

"Got it." Then he hung up abruptly. The guys working at the mine all say Art is a company man and a major prick. I cross my fingers and hope Art got laid today and is in a good mood...

About an hour later, the phone rings. A huge smile forms and my heart begins to thump. My nipples are becoming sensitive as they rub against the material of my bra, and my panties are starting to dampen...

"Hello, who is this anyway? I got an urgent message from my boss, and I have no clue."

"Tom, it is Becky. Remember we met at the hot springs a few weeks ago?"

"Oh yeah, I remember. What's up?"

"Can you meet me at the springs after your shift? I want to talk with you about something important."

After a moment of hesitation, Tom answered with "Yes". I realize my fantasy is close to coming to fruition. Tom's cock and balls will soon fill my pussy with his seed. Love juice is leaking out of me like a faucet, and I can hardly contain myself. Under my breath, "Tom you are one lucky fucker!"

"What?"

"Oh nothing Tom, I just remembered something." I fibbed. "See you at the springs about 4:30am then?"

"Sure, Becky," Tom replied. "See you there."

I sense some uncertainty in his voice. That uneasiness will soon go away when your cock is deep inside my body mister, I mused... My pussy continues to flow copiously as I fantasize about how much cum is stored in those gorgeous big-balls. I unzip my jeans and reach inside my panties and feel the wetness my pussy is producing. I am soaking wet, again... I am beside myself. Two more hours, and Tom's cock and balls are mine...

I left my place about 4:00am to get to the springs before Tom arrives. My intent is to get the water temperature right. When Tom arrives, there will be nothing to do except fuck my horny pussy. The night air is still and frigid, and the snow crackles and crunches beneath my weight. The moon is still very full and illuminates the incredibly white snow to an almost daylight brilliance. I have actually read a book here in the light of a full moon with snow on the ground. At this elevation, there is not much atmosphere or ambient light to interfere with incoming starlight from the heavens.

Tonight I am not concerned with reading a book. I am only thinking about fucking that nice cock and emptying those big-balls that call home in between Mister Tom's muscular legs...

I arrive at the hot springs, slightly breathless. I have been here many times before, but mostly at night. The pool is now unoccupied, and I am thankful. I sample the water and discover it is too cold to get into immediately. Someone left the river water flowing into the pool, so I plug the pipe and anxiously wait a few minutes for it to return to a suitable temperature.

After a short while, I test the water with and determine it is OK. My clothes come off quickly in the frigid air and I settle into the magnificent warmth provided by this planet we call home. Once acclimated, I lean back and focus on the indigo night sky and the incredible millions of stars visible to my gaze.

My nipples stick out of the water like pencil erasers. I am psyched and ready to fuck. I mull over the thought that I am a total wanton slut...

I hear Tom approaching, his footsteps crunching the icy surface of the snow. My stomach muscles are quivering I am positive pussy juices are flowing from my body into the hot pool. My body pulsates with anticipation of being fucked by mister big-balls.

"Hi there, Becky." Tom was a little out of breath from the walk to the pool. "How is the water?"

"It's just great. C'mon, get in." Tom undresses and put his clothes over the rock where I have left mine. He drops his pants and shorts and I glimpse his excellent machinery in the moonlight. A hushed 'wow' escaped my lips... I make a quick decision. I have only sucked a few cocks in my day and never swallowed. Tonight though, Tom's cock is going to get a good tongue lashing! I decide to swallow his cum before we are finished...

We lean back looking towards the starlit heavens making friendly but non-focused conversation. Tom moves closer and drapes his arm over my shoulder. I snuggle up close and begin to shiver, not from the cold but from the heat emanating from my center. My body cannot wait much longer to possess Tom's manhood. His hand slips down my wet skin and gently strokes the side of my breast. Electricity shoots through my entire body. I lean toward Tom's face and kiss his lips softly. He returns my kiss with a gentleness that causes my breath to catch in my throat.

I am hot... I am ready to fuck this man... I look at Tom's pelvis and see his wonderful manhood rising above the level of the water. I have not seen it hard before, and I am amazed at how long and virile it looks. This tool is definitely a baby maker...

"Nice Tom, very nice." I am staring unabashedly at his cock. My hand now reaches for his manhood as if drawn by a magnet...