Threesomes

by Victoria Rush

  The four of us spent the next couple of hours carving the hills, taking increasingly steep and exciting trails before we decided we need a rest. When we stopped near the bottom of one of the trails, Elsa looked over toward me and smiled in a heavy plume of mist.

  "Are you ready for some fika?" she said.

  Not knowing exactly what that was, but sounding pretty close to fucking, I nodded eagerly, happy to have a different kind of alonetime with the girls.

  "Let's head into the lodge," Elsa said. "I don't know about you guys, but I could eat a moose after a hard morning of riding."

  "Count me in," Astrid said.

  "I could use a warm cup of coffee right about now," Inga nodded.

  "Is that what fika is?" I said, pinching my eyebrows in disappointment.

  "Yes," Elsa said. "In Sweden, coffeetime is more of a social gathering opportunity than just an excuse to get charged up on caffeine. Let's go inside and rest up for a bit while we get warmed up. We don't want to turn your body into rubber on the first day."

  We trudged into the lodge and found an open spot next to a large wood-burning fireplace. As the girls began to take off their heavy parkas and outerwear, I couldn't stop scanning their shapely figures in their tight, form-fitting sweaters. The cute reindeer motifs reminded me of Pippi Longstocking, but their swelling breasts and hourglass figures reminded me more of that other Swedish meme. There was something about the warmth of the roaring fire and the sweat dripping down the back of my neck from the exertion on the slopes that was quickly getting me worked up. As I continued undressing the girls with my eyes, my mind began to wander to the possible après-ski activities that Elsa had mentioned.

  "Shall we get a bite to eat?" she said, catching me eyeing up her body.

  "Absolutely," I said, trying to quell my churning insides. My stomach wasn't the only body part that needed attention right now. I needed a distraction quickly before I peeled off their clothes right then and there and jumped their bodies in my mind's imagination.

  As we strolled up to the food line, I once again followed the girls' lead. Everybody was ordering hot pea soup or oven-cooked pancakes with ligonberry jam and maple syrup. But when it came time to order coffee, they all looked at me with a strange expression when I ordered a latte with extra cream and sugar.

  "What?" I said, looking at the girls with a puzzled expression. "You guys are looking at me like I just ordered antifreeze."

  "We don't put all that extra stuff in our coffee in Sweden," Elsa said. "We like to take it straight-up, where we can enjoy its natural goodness."

  "Mmm, I get that," I said, glancing at her shapely ass in her tight leggings. "Straight up it is."

  When we returned to our table next to the fire, I was surprised how good the pancakes and soup tasted. I was so used to the typical American brunch of bacon and eggs that I'd almost forgotten about the pleasures of a foreign diet. Even the plain coffee tasted unusually good, as I savored the natural flavor of the north African bean.

  While we made small talk about our favorite trails at the resort, I couldn't help staring at the girls' shapely figures in their tight sweaters as their chests expanded and contracted while they ate their food. The orange flames from the fireplace cast a warm glow on their faces, accenting their natural beauty. By the time we'd finished our meal, my entire body was burning and flushed in excitement.

  "So what do you guys do for fun after playing on the hills all day?" I said, hoping to plant the seeds for some more adventurous après-ski activities.

  Elsa looked at her friends for a moment then peered at me with a devilish grin.

  "Have you ever participated in a polar bear plunge?" she asked.

  "Isn't that where people jump into freezing cold water in the middle of winter?" I said, shaking my head in bewilderment. "Isn't that kind of painful and dangerous?"

  "Not the way we do it. We only stay in for a short time then head into the sauna to warm up. It's actually quite refreshing. After a hard day of snowboarding, the cold water actually reduces muscle inflammation and speeds up your recovery time."

  "Do you guys wear some kind of special insulation?" I said, not quite buying Elsa's dubious explanation.

  "Actually, the best way to do it is in the nude. The less clothing, the better. You don't want any cold clothing clinging to you when you get out of the water. We'll have terrycloth robes ready for you to warm up quickly. But the best part about it is the sauna afterward. Feeling the warm steam all over your newly cleansed skin is absolutely heavenly. It's is a tradition we Swedes have been practicing for centuries."

  The idea of seeing the three pretty flight attendants in the buff quickly eliminated my concerns about the discomfort of the procedure. It actually sounded like a lot of fun, and my mind was already racing ahead to all the possibilities once we got in the sauna.

  "When in Sweden..." I smiled, cocking my head playfully. "You guys certainly aren't holding back giving me the full immersion experience. I'm eager to learn all about your special customs."

  "Good," Elsa said, reaching down to lace up her boots. "Let's get back out on the slopes while we've still got some good light. It'll turn dark in a couple of hours and we haven't even tried the most challenging trails."

  I smiled nervously, feeling the burn in my thighs when I stood to zip up my jacket.

  Hopefully the rest of my body will still be able to function by the time these girls are ready to stop torturing me, I thought.

  3

  By three o'clock, the shadows were beginning to lengthen over the mountain, and the four of us headed back into the lodge to collect our belongings. I was actually looking forward to the dip in the cold water to help relieve my aching muscles. As we drove through the dense forest on the way to Elsa's cabin, I marveled at the natural beauty of the Scandinavian landscape. Heavy pillows of snow hung over the roofs of quaint chalets nestled among the tall evergreen trees, like icing on gingerbread houses. The woods got thicker and thicker, until we emerged onto a clearing with a small wooden cabin at the edge of an ice-covered lake.

  "Here we are," Elsa said, pulling her car up next to a broad porch at the front of the structure. The setting reminded me of a prototypical arctic winter scene, like something out of a Christmas fairy tale.

  "Let's go inside and get the fireplace going," she said. "You'll need to get warmed up before taking a dip in the lake."

  When we stepped through the front door, I was surprised how cold the cabin was as I rubbed my hands over my shoulders trying to increase the circulation.

  "Sorry about the chilly temperature," Elsa said. "We normally keep the furnace set just high enough to keep the pipes from freezing." She nodded toward a giant stone fireplace with tall stacks of wood framing the opening. "We prefer to heat our houses the natural way. There's nothing like the sound and smell of freshly cut birch cackling in the open hearth."

  She kneeled down in front of the fireplace and rolled some newspaper into little balls then placed some kindling over top of them and struck a match. The material quickly burst into flame, and as she stacked the silver logs over the iron grate, the fire soon began roaring, throwing pretty sparks against the safety screen.

  "That's what I'm talking about," I said, taking a seat on the mantle next to the fire, rubbing my cold fingers together.

  "Can I get you something to drink while you warm up?" Elsa said. "Maybe a hot chocolate or a black coffee?"

  "If it's not against the rules trying something a little sweet," I smiled. "A hot chocolate would be lovely."

  Elsa disappeared into the kitchen and reemerged a few minutes later with a platter holding four steaming cups. She handed one to each of us, then the girls sat down on heavy armchairs facing me. I could feel my cheeks begin to flush as I gazed at them with the orange glow from the fire dancing over their pretty faces.

  "So what do you think of our country so far?" Elsa said.

  "It's a little chillier than I imagined," I said, clasping my mug between my palms to warm
up my still-tingling hands. "But everything about it certainly is beautiful."

  "We'll get you warmed up soon enough," she smiled. "Would you like a little tour of my chalet? We've got the place all to ourselves for the next few days, and you'll need to know where to find the water closet and other amenities. Besides, I need to stoke the coals in the sauna to heat it up in preparation for our polar bear plunge."

  "Oh yeah," I said, huddling closer to the fire. "I'd almost forgotten about that."

  As I followed Elsa through the different rooms of the cabin, I was struck by how small the place was. With only two bedrooms and one washroom, I wondered how four girls would comfortably share the space for more than a few days. But I hesitated asking about the sleeping arrangements, hoping we'd be able to at least double-up in the small space. I was already beginning to plan how I'd nestle up against Elsa on the pretense of getting warm as a prelude to more intimate exploration.

  When we reached the back of the cabin, Elsa opened a heavy door and the smoky scent of fresh cedar filled my nostrils as I peered into a large wood-paneled room. Every surface of the interior was lined in reddish-brown planks of wood, with wraparound wooden benches on two levels surrounding a small metal stove topped with gray rocks.

  "Wow," I said, inhaling the smoky scent. "This room is even bigger than the bedrooms. You must spend a lot of time in here."

  "Having a daily sauna is like a spiritual experience for us Swedes," Elsa nodded. "It's part of our DNA. There's no better way to relax and wind down after a busy day."

  She stepped toward the little stove and placed a large ladle into a wooden bucket of water. As she spilled the liquid gently over the glowing rocks, a hot steam began to fill the room with a pleasant eucalyptus aroma.

  "That's an interesting way to warm up a room," I said, my heart racing at the thought of soon lying in the heavenly space next to the three beauties.

  "Radiant heat is the cleanest type of heat," Elsa nodded. "Plus, the humidity does wonders for cleaning out your lungs and your pores. You'll feel like a new woman after spending a couple of hours in here."

  "I can imagine," I said, beginning to feel my pussy perspire at the thought.

  "Are you ready for a bracing swim first?" Elsa said, flashing me a sly grin.

  "I guess so," I murmured, preferring to stay in the comfortable and aromatic environment of the steam room.

  "Let's get changed out of our outerwear," she said, opening an adjacent closet. "I've got some heavy robes to keep you warm before and after the swim."

  We all returned to the living room, where the three girls began to disrobe. I hesitated at first, nervous to reveal my naked body among a group of strangers. But as they peeled off their layers showing more and more skin, I slowly began to undress. Their firm breasts bounced on their chests as they pulled off their undershirts and I couldn't help gasping when they finally removed all their clothes. All three of them had creamy pale skin and Playmate-perfect figures. With nary a hair to be found anywhere on their bodies below their flowing blonde locks, my pussy pulsed in excitement as I stared at them unashamedly.

  "Jesus," I said, shaking my head in amazement. "Is everybody in Sweden in this good shape? You guys all look like somebody straight out of a beer commercial."

  "Yeah—we get that Swedish Bikini Team thing all the time," Elsa said, shaking her head. "I'm not sure Budweiser did us any favors creating that image of Scandinavian girls for North American consumption."

  She gave my body a quick going over as I pulled off the last of my underclothes.

  "But you're no slouch either, Jade. With your blonde locks and athletic figure, you could pass for a Swedish girl any day."

  I stood awkwardly facing the three girls, feeling the heat of the nearby fire burning the back my naked body.

  "I'm just happy to be mentioned in the same sentence with you guys, let alone be thought of as one of your countrymen," I said, hoping to deflect everyone's attention from my naked figure. "Are we going to do this or what?"

  "Of course," Elsa said, handing out terrycloth robes and slippers to each of us. "But be careful as you walk down the path toward the water. There's plenty of ice, and the rocks are quite slippery. You might want to hold my hand as you make your way over the flagstones."

  We all put on our gowns, then Elsa opened the front door as I felt a rush of cold air enter the cabin.

  "Come on, scaredy-cat," she said, holding out her arm for me. "We don't want to let the cabin get cold again. Let's take a dip before you lose your nerve."

  I wrinkled my forehead, then took Elsa's hand as the four of us scampered down the frozen flagstone path to a small dock extending out over the water. When we got to the end of pier, I noticed a ten-foot-diameter hole cut into the ice covering of the pond and I looked at Elsa with an incredulous expression.

  "You want me to go in there?" I said with my eyes agape.

  "Just for a few moments," she said. "I promise you'll enjoy it. There's nothing so invigorating as a brief plunge into freezing-cold water to charge up your adrenaline. Are you ready?"

  "I don't know..." I said, pulling back on Elsa's hand.

  Suddenly, Astrid and Inga threw off their robes and jumped into the black pool, emerging from the frigid surface hollering in delight.

  "Come on in, Jade," Inga said, flinging her wet hair behind her head. "The water's lovely. Come experience the crystal-clear water of our natural habitat."

  "Natural habitat?" I scoffed. "Maybe for a polar bear."

  Elsa turned to face me and squeezed my hand.

  "Come on Jade, you're just torturing yourself standing out here in the cold air. We'll jump in together and it'll be over before you know it. Then we can all get nice and cozy in the warm sauna."

  There was something about the way she said nice and cozy that encouraged me to get this over with.

  "Ready?" she said, dropping her robe onto the dock.

  I looked at her sexy body shining in the bright moonlight and pulled off my frock.

  "One–two–THREE!" she shouted, then she leaped off the dock pulling me into the pitch-black lake.

  It took a moment to register the feeling of the cold water surrounding my body as my mind was still in shock at the audacity of what we were doing. But within seconds, I could feel the painful burn of the freezing depths as my teeth began to clatter while I treaded water.

  "Isn't it fabulous?" Elsa said, smiling at me with a big toothy grin.

  "Ye-yes," I stuttered, trying to block out the numb feeling rapidly spreading over my body. "That's one thing you could call it."

  "Look, up at the sky," she said, peering upward. "The northern lights are even more beautiful this far away from the city."

  "It's stunning," I said, recognizing the swirling green clouds. "But I think I could appreciate it better dressed up in a warm sweater from your front porch with a warm cup of coffee resting on my lap."

  "Okay," Elsa nodded. "I think we've exposed you long enough to the natural elements for one night. Let's get out of here and warmed up."

  She swam to the front of the dock and climbed up a small wooden ladder then held out her hand to me as she bent down over the edge.

  "Give me your hand so you don't slip getting up."

  As I kicked my way to the ladder and placed my hands on the rungs, I could feel my muscles shaking as I tried to pull myself up. Elsa grabbed one of my hands and lurched me out of the water, then wrapped one of the robes around my shivering body. As she held me close trying to share her body heat, I watched the other two girls emerge from the pool with beads of water running over their sexy figures. Their areolas contracted with deep goose bumps as their hard nipples extended out from their breasts almost a full inch. For a moment, I forgot that I was standing near-naked in subfreezing temperatures soaking wet while I admired their sexy bodies.

  "Come on," Elsa said. "Let's get back into the cabin and warm up in the sauna. I think you're ready for a new kind of Swedish experience."

  The fou
r of us scurried up the path, then Elsa opened the front door and we scampered over the hardwood floor into the sauna. While Elsa poured three ladles of water over the steaming coals, the room soon filled with the soothing sensation of the humid heat. I sat down next to the stove, with the other three girls sitting on the two levels directly opposite me.

  "There," Elsa purred. "Doesn't that feel a little better?"

  "Yes," I said. "But not enough to take off my clothes quite yet. I'm still warming up in this nice cozy robe."

  "Feel free to keep it on for a little longer," Elsa said. "But we normally like to take our saunas in the nude. Soon you'll begin to sweat and you'll want to give your pores a chance to open up and let your body cleanse yourself."

  As if on cue, Astrid and Inga unfastened their belts and pulled their robes open, revealing their glistening breasts.

  "Yes," I panted. "I want to experience everything here in Sweden the same way you native girls do."

  "You know," Elsa smiled. "I kind of like watching you covered up. It reminds me of our little affair on the plane."

  "Oh?" I said. "You remember that still?"

  "How could I forget?" Elsa grinned. "That was the most interesting flight I've had in a long time."

  "You seemed to be enjoying yourself almost as much as I was."

  "I have a little secret to confess," she said. "I had a little help of my own while I watched you."

  "Really?" I said, pinching my eyebrows together in confusion. "I saw you flexing your thighs, but–"

  "There was a little more than that going on. I had something inside while I was rubbing myself."

  "Inside?"

  "Ben-wa balls. Have you ever tried those before?"

  "I've heard of them but never tried it. How do they work?"

  "You gently rock your hips or squeeze your legs together, and they roll around inside your pussy providing a very erotic sensation. It's quite an exquisite feeling. I have them inside me right now."

  "You do?" I said, widening my eyes in surprise. "How do you keep them from falling out?"