Bikini Snow Skiing

Fbailey story number 167


Bikini Snow Skiing


When I was in college I never in my wildest dreams thought that I would get such a prestigious job at a year round resort with skiing in the winter, golf in the summer, and all of the other things that were going on. They had condos, hotels, tennis courts, and an Olympic size swimming pool. There was something going on all of the time.

It is amazing what doors open up for you when you graduate at the top of your class from Cornell University with a Master’s Degree in Business. I was hired right out of college as an executive at the ski resort. It pays very well too.

The ski season starts about two weeks before Thanksgiving and lasts to about mid April. At our Staff Meeting in October I suggested that we could hold a Bikini Skiing Contest, so my boss put me in charge of organizing it. Those ‘Snow Bunnies’ as we call them are beautiful, sexy, and looking for a little fun away from home.

I was able to schedule the ‘Bikini Snow Skiing Contest’ for Saturday, February the sixteenth, which was just two days after Saint Valentine’s Day next year. The prize was to be a thousand dollars for first place, five hundred dollars for second place, and one hundred dollars for third place. So for several weeks before hand I was soliciting contestants. I could provide them with free admission for them and one guest on that Saturday in February if they signed up in advance and promised to wear a bikini that day to ski in.

I figured that I could use some publicity photos so after they signed the paperwork and provided me with their identification and proof of age I asked them to put on a bikini and pose for some publicity photos. I bought a nice variety of very skimpy bikinis at a local shop. I was going to use my own digital camera and the photos were going to be mine too since I had them sign a model release to that effect.

Peggy was the first girl to take me up on my offer. I had seen her flirting with every one of our cute ski instructors so I approached her with the idea of entering our Bikini Contest in February and she accepted. I had actually been wondering if my bikini idea was going to work out at all. Peggy was my only bite in that first week of trying.

Peggy was your typical Snow Bunny. She was blonde, thin, and very attractive. She was full of energy, smiled all of the time, and she was constantly throwing herself at our ski instructors.

I brought her up to my office to fill out the contest application. She was eighteen years old and still a senior in high school. When she flirted with me she just poured on the sex. Her ski jumpsuit got warm and the zipper came down. Apparently she was just wearing a bra under her ski suit. Well she had only shown me her bra so far anyway. The paperwork went smoothly and I Xeroxed her identification to attach to her application. When I handed her the model release and explained that I needed it signed for publicity photos. She was all for it.

I had Peggy stand for me while I took some pictures. She started lowering her zipper even more as I took sexier pictures of her. Soon her zipper was to her crotch and she opened it up and slid it halfway down her arms. I just love those sleek one-piece jumpsuits. Her bra was a lacy white thing that supported her very nice breasts and her panties matched as I had suspected. A girl this sexy would never wear mismatched underwear to a place like this, hell she wouldn’t be caught dead in anything ordinary either. Her suit slipped down her legs smoothly and bunched at the top of her boots, which came off and then she stepped out of her jumpsuit.

Peggy thought nothing of posing in her bra and panties for a perfect stranger. She just radiated sex. When I asked her if she would put on a bikini for some pictures she asked me what was wrong with her skiing in her bra and panties. I really didn’t have an answer for her. She had just been teasing me and said that she would put a bikini on for me if it was really necessary. I brought out my collection of bikinis and told Peggy that I would step outside until she was ready. To which Peggy replied that I didn’t have to leave the room and that she didn’t mind if I watched her change. She even told me that I could take some pictures of her in the nude if I wanted too. Well the tent that had already formed in my pants gave her my answer. So I watched and took pictures as Peggy tried on three of my tiny bikinis. Peggy was built a little bigger than they were meant for, so they showed off quite a bit more of her assets. Peggy sure didn’t mind how they fit even when I had her stand out on my balcony so that I could get our beautiful snow covered resort in the background behind her. Peggy really wanted to pose nude for me on my balcony too. She was certainly what I needed for our bikini contest so I let her.

After the nude pictures on the balcony Peggy came back inside, closed the glass doors behind her, and pressed her luscious tits into my chest as she kissed me. It didn’t take me very long at all to get my clothes off. She even helped me. This sweet angel was in a big hurry to get fucked. So was I. I helped her to the couch where I plowed my cock into her unceremoniously. Peggy didn’t care because everything that she had done prior to that was foreplay. She had come to our ski resort that day with the intention of getting laid. She had worn only her bra and panties on purpose too. She was just what every ski instructor wanted…including the female instructors. Peggy was a wet dream come true. I could see her winning the contest already. No other girl could compete with her in a bikini or out of it either. I was making love to the ski bunny of all ski bunnies. As I filled her with my cum she wrapped all of her extremities around me and exploded in her own orgasm before going limp and resting her head back against my couch. Splayed out in that position I could not pass up the opportunity to take more pictures of her. Peggy smiled up at me and said that I had made her day. Little did she know that she had made my day, my week, my month, and even my year. I had dreamed of girls like Peggy all my life. Peggy wiped her pussy dry with my underwear and then put her bra and panties back on before slipping on her jumpsuit, boots, and kissing me goodbye.

Now I knew for sure what to look for in a contestant. However I still felt that a shy girl would be nice too so I didn’t give up asking every girl that I could to sign up for my bikini contest.

For the next couple of days every girl that I approached turned me down. I had posters on the doors of every entrance, every lady’s bathroom, and on the changing room doors too.

Finally three teenage girls were sent to me that wished to sign up however they were only sixteen so I told them that I needed at least one of their parents to come up and sign the permission slip.