We laze by the fire, enjoying our coffee, wrapped in a ruched faux fur throw. The straps of your tank top fall down your arms, as you lift the hot mug to your lips. You sigh and set the mug down, leaning back against my bare shoulders. You shift slightly, rubbing the exposed skin of your thighs against my thin lounge pants as our feet intertwine.
The fire crackles and pops as you wiggle your bottom against my lap. I slide my arm up your tummy, cradling your breast in my rough hand as I lean down to kiss your neck. I trace my fingers along your side, sliding them down and discovering your slit is wet to my touch.
I stroke you softly up and down as you curl into my arms, the comfortable fire seeming even hotter with the slow burn spreading through your body. I kiss you deeply, our lips sliding past one another as I breathe in your intoxicating scent. Pinpricks of sweat form over your skin as you feel your body shake from my fingertip circling your clit. I close my lips on yours, as I inhale your coffee scented moans.
I stand up, covering you with the blanket once more, as you groggily roll over, staring at my bulge straining against my pants. I pull on a hoodie and return, taking your hand in mine and pulling you to your feet, sliding your clothing down from your body.
I walk away, returning with your winter outfit: gloves, hat, scarf, boots, and a long coat. “Put these on, now. It’s time for an adventure.” I watch you dress and put on my boots. I lead you into the back yard, our breath steamy in the nearly freezing air. I fall 2 steps behind you, and you turn to look just as a snowball pelts you in the chest. You giggle, gathering snow in your hands to lob one right back at me.
We toss snowballs back and forth, jumping, ducking and leaning out of their path. You lose your balance trying to avoid the two I launch at once, causing a rush of cool air to gust into your coat. The coldness causes your nipples to crinkle and stiffen, rubbing against the smooth nylon shell as you gasp. I jog over to you, helping you to your feet, and kissing your cheek, the warmth of my skin melting the snow stuck to your face.
I pull you in front of me as I lean against a bench, hugging you tightly while your body warms once more. In an instant, I unzip your jacket and pull it off, laying the outside over the back of the bench. Your skin flushes from your sudden nakedness, staving off the cold for a few moments. Your nipples tighten and harden once more in the cold, still air.
I walk behind you, my boots crunching the snow with every step, and rub the head of my cock against your cunt until it swells and pushing into your flesh. I hold your hips as I pull you onto my shaft, and you grasp the seat back to push against my strokes. I lean over you, clutching your breasts as I slide in and out of your blazing wetness.
I thrust hard and fast as your gasps and moans become screams in the bare, glistening woods. Your skin streaks with pink in the coldness, but your inner warmth keeps your body temperate. I pause and hold my cock deep inside you as your spread legs shake, your arms weakening from another orgasm.
I grasp the tail of your scarf as a makeshift leash, resuming my rough, deep strokes. I slap your breast as it hangs, your nipples sticking straight out from your tits. I bring you to the brink, then pause, then drive my cock deep into you as you cum again, shuddering and quivering. Turning you over, I lean your lower back against the top of the bench, entering you once again, the cool wetness on my cock adding another layer to the sensation.
I scoop up one knee, spreading you further as I thrust my cock into you over and over. Your breasts sway in time with my strokes, your gloved hands clutching and rubbing them while I fuck your tight little pussy. My grunts of pleasure puff in clouds from my lips. I lift your other knee, causing your body to bow over the bench, blood rushing to your head as your hat falls into the snow.
I arch my back, pulling your body towards me as I fill you again and again, your releases coming near constantly, dizzying you. Dropping your legs, I lean over your body, sucking on your breasts as I drive my cock deep into your hot, wet cunt. Clutching them tightly, I feel my release building. I cry out, “ohhhh, fuuccckkkk!” as I clutch your waist, our bodies smacking together with every rock of my hips. I grab your scarf, pulling you upright. I feel your cunt pulsing and squeezing my cock as you beg for my cum. As I feel the first drops drip into you, I pull my cock from your pussy, spurring hot thick liquid onto your lap, matting your unshaven hair.
I cradle your neck as I kiss you once more, stroking my shaft until the last drops dribble down its length. I regain my senses, snatching the coat from underneath you as I teasingly challenge you, “Race you back to the house.” and I sprint back to the deck and slide open the door for you. I banish the chill from our bodies by drawing a hot shower for us, before we lay down in front of the fire once more.