Chapter 28 - Doing It In A Ski Gondola
After I go a few days without cumming, I find that my libido and desire to masturbate increases almost daily. Does that happen to you readers out there? I was in one such horny mood recently while enjoying some spring skiing with a friend. The weather and snow were exquisite. And if you got up to the top of the mountain by 9A, the snow conditions were superb (until maybe 11:30, when the snow starts melting and gets slushy). There were very few people in line for the gondola that morning, so I had a whole car to myself for the 15 minute ride up to mid-mountain. I was also keenly aware that I hadn't masturbated or cum in almost 5 days....which produced an almost irrepressible desire to jack off right then and there in the ski gondola.
As I sat there thinking about whether to do it of not, I started rubbing myself over my stretch pants....yes, it was definitely time! I could feel my erection starting to rise. I pulled the ski pants down to my ankles, then my long underwear, then my Calvin Klein white cotton underpants. I stretched my legs out in front of me with all three pants around my ski boots, and started stroking my hardon as I glided past picturesque snow-covered evergreens up the hill. I was wondering if I'd encounter anyone coming down in one of the other gondolas - all so far had been empty. If so, they'd have a birds-eye view of me with cock in hand. I almost hoped I would encounter someone - just for the excitement value.
I love public masturbation in beautiful surroundings.....and this scenario certainly qualified. About halfway up the slope, as I was wanking away on my stiff penis, I could feel my long-overdue ejaculation coming on. Just as I was about to shoot, I looked up, and saw this cute girl in an oncoming gondola. And she was looking right at me. I kind of turned me on to have this girl watching me jack off. Just as our two cars approached each other, I pulled my parka hood down to obscure my face, and ejaculated a very large cumload straight up in the air. I could still see her though, and I saw her laugh and make a clapping gesture as the two cars whizzed past each other.
So she had seen me.....and she didn't appear to be offended - rather I think she enjoyed watching the whole thing. One never knows with today's generation of free-spirited young ladies what their attitudes on sex might be. Far more permissive today than when I was her age.
I discretely looked for that girl throughout the day, but never saw her again. After I had shot, I pulled up my cotton underpants and spurted the last few shots into the cotton of the front of my briefs. I kind of like the feeling of gushy cum in my underwear as I walk around. I left the rest of my cum glistening on the gondola floor as my gift to the next riders. And it sure felt good to finally get off after so many days.