Can I kiss you?

We were the usual bunch of friends - boyfriends and girlfriends - spending a week skiing in the French Alps. New Year’s Eve found us visiting some other friends, in a “chalet” on the slopes.

The evening had gone by smoothly with local food and wine, the party and the music started with our hosts handing us some nice fruit juice cocktails. The countdown started. At that time, and quite a few cocktails later, the atmosphere was merry, tipsy, flirtatious and very happy! At midnight, we all jumped around in a kissing frenzy. “Can I kiss you?” I bent forwards to kiss her on the cheek but she met my lips. I locked my eyes into her gaze, eyebrows raised in surprise. I had always found her pretty, but so close I suddenly discovered how very beautiful her almond shaped blue eyes were, with golden sparkles, and her almost black eyebrows. Her skin was very pale and her face delicate. Her lips full, dark red and very soft. She pulled me closer, her arms around my shoulders. I put my hands on her thin waist sliding onto her full buttocks. Her kiss was so sensual that I felt hungry for her tongue. I wanted to taste the water of her mouth. I felt her slender body against mine, her breasts touching mine. It was all so tender and yet never anyone had kissed me so greedily. We just could not stop. We were drawn to each other. I don’t remember who started it, I had my hands on her delightful curves, and she had hers under my sweater. It seems everybody had done their round of kissing, when suddenly her boyfriend and mine came to us asking what we the hell was going on. “We were just showing each other some … uhh affection?” “OK, can you show me some affection too, you cheater!” I kissed him, but his kiss was so very different. He then leaned over to grab her out of her boyfriend’s arms and kissed her deeply as well. It seemed like a game, so I grabbed her boyfriend and kissed him as well. This attracted some attention and that evening, I don’t remember how many people I kissed on the mouth, but I must have kissed at least four girls, several times…. And again…. So nice! The evening became a kissing orgy. I don’t know what secret ingredient they had put in their cocktails, but it certainly made us all feel real love for one another. It was genuine and spontaneous. And it lasted for I don’t know how long. That night, due to the freezing cold in the dormitory, with thick frost covering windows inside the room, and a temperature reaching some minus 20 centigrades (-4 F), we all slept with our clothes, coats and sleeping bags, all packed together for heat. I don’t know what would have happened if the temperature would have been higher. The day after the magic was gone, but whenever our eyes met, we girls had a big smile for each other, accomplices to the crime.