The Widower (28M) Gets Snowed In – Part 2 [Long]

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The next morning I woke up just after 8:30 am. I had nowhere to be given the snow that we had received. I looked to my left and there was the stunning beauty that had visited me last night. We had showered and laid down in bed where we talked until we dozed off to sleep. The last twelve hours had been a whirlwind that I had never expected.

I got up to make a small breakfast for us. I brought it back into the bedroom where Angela had just woken up. I walked the tv tray around the bed to her side.

“Hello, beautiful,” I said with a smile as I sat down on the edge of the bed and sat the tray straddling her.

“Good morning,” she said, smiling, “what’s all this?”

“Just a little something for you,”

She sat up pulling the sheet up over her breasts. We ate and talked. It was comfortable. It was natural. It was, dare I say, perfect. I got up and got one of my dress shirts out of the closet for her to slip on.

After freshening up, she came into the living room where I was looking at the window taking in the six inches of snow that had accumulated overnight. It was quite the sight to behold in my small southern town.

“Well it doesn’t look like I’m going anywhere anytime soon,” she said, hugging me from the side.

I wrapped my arm around her, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

I leaned in and kissed her.

“So what will we ever do?” she said with a coy smile, both of us knowing exactly what to do.

She wrapped her arms around my neck and I wrapped my own arms around her waist. We kissed passionately, our tongues slid together so naturally. I picked her up, she wrapped her legs around me. I carried her to the bedroom, where I laid her down on the bed. She started unbuttoning the shirt that I had given her, with a devilish grin, like we weren’t supposed to be doing what we were doing. Hell, maybe we weren’t. When she unbuttoned the last button, I climbed on top of her. She arched her back to allow me to take the shirt off. Our skin was back together, hers so warm and soft.

I got the shirt off and she immediately started tugging at the lounge pants that I had put on when I got out of bed. My dick was hardening and making it difficult to get the pants off, but she adjusted just fine as I felt the pants slide down my legs. She flipped me over on my back, flipped her hair over to one side, and slid her tongue back into my mouth. She was there for just a moment before moving her lips to my neck, and to my ear.

She nibbled on my ear lobe and let out the softest moan before whispering, “I need you,”

I was as hard as I had ever been. She began kissing my chest and working her way down my abs. She gently brushed her skin across my dick on the way down, before taking my entire piece in her mouth. She began working me over with her tongue, moving up and down on my shaft while using her right hand to stroke me. I felt her left hand just tracing my ballsack, giving me a tingling sensation as she worked.

I felt my head going in and out of her throat as she took me deep. She kept on, like she had no intention of stopping. I took a fist full of her hair and gently tugged her back up. She looked at me with a questioning look.

“Come sit on my face,” I told her.

She smiled and began working her way up. I got to study her body in the daytime for the first time and it was magnificent. It truly was a work of art.

She lowered her pussy onto my mouth and I began my work on her clit with my tongue. I started slowly and worked my way faster as her breathing changed. She reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair, pulling my head into her more while she tilted her head back and let out a sexy moan. I began pushing my tongue in and out of her pussy while rubbing her clit with my index finger. She pulled my head into her harder. She bent forward and began to cum, I continued licking her clit until she finished.

She flipped over onto her back, I followed and settled in between her legs. I was inside her within a second. I was more aggressive and going at it faster than I had last night. I grabbed a handful of her hair to return the favor and gave it a slight tug. She moaned louder. She pulled my head closer to her and whispered in my ear.

“I want you to cum inside me,” she said between moans.

I was getting close, but was unsure of cumming inside of her. I kept going, harder and faster, while she moaned louder. I involuntarily started moaning when I got closer. She could sense I was close and wrapped her legs around me, leaving me no choice but to finish inside her. Her fingernails were digging into my back, giving me an erotic sense of pain.

I was holding back as much as I could. I didn’t want this sex to end, I wanted to pleasure her forever. I couldn’t hold it forever though, with a loud moan I shot my cum deep inside her. I kept thrusting, emptying myself into her, pump after pump. I collapsed onto her in a sweaty heap of Jell-O. I gathered my strength to roll over off of her.

She was breathing just as hard as I was, with beads of sweat gathered on her forehead and chest.

“Could you hand me my panties?”

“Yeah, sure,” I responded, getting out of bed, “don’t you want to clean yourself up, first?”

“No, I want them to hold your load inside me. I want to keep it there all day long.”

“That might be the hottest thing I’ve ever heard,” I confessed.

Who was she? I normally had a pretty good radar for who was a freak, but it never went off for her. It made her instantly hotter.

We cuddled up in bed with the only article being worn was the panties that she had on to keep my sperm inside her.

I turned to the news to get the latest on the unexpected snowstorm. Within ten minutes the weatherman made his appearance on the screen.

“The metro region was hit hard with an unexpected snowstorm last night, receiving four inches of snow. The more rural regions to the northeast of town received the most with some areas seeing between six and seven inches of snow. While we were calling for a significant rain event today, temperatures have not risen above freezing today and we are now calling for another eight to ten inches of snow today. Crews are working to clear the streets in town, but will not be able to make it to the suburbs and rural areas until possibly Wednesday after the new storm rolls in.”

We both looked at each other in shock. What was supposed to just be dinner has turned into getting snowed in for a minimum of five days according to what we had just heard.

“So, I only have the one outfit that I wore over here last night,” she stated.

I almost couldn’t bear the thought of it, but I was going to have to let her wear Kristina’s clothes.

“Don’t worry. You and Kristina are about the same size,” I said.

“Ty, I didn’t mean that,” she realized what I was thinking, “I can just wear some of your clothes.”

“No, it’s fine. They’re just in the dresser collecting dust.”

We stayed in bed naked for a while just talking before we got the idea of going sledding down the hill in the back of my property. I got up and got out Kristina’s winter clothes and let Angela pick out what she wanted to wear. I went to the hall closet and retrieved her ski pants, ski jacket, and ski boots that we had bought before our ski trip in December, the year before last. That was the only time they had been worn. I set them all out in the living room and went back into the bedroom to bundle up myself.

I walked in to see Angela pulling down a white thermal top with thick gray stripes with snowflakes inside of the stripes. She had already donned a pair of matching thermal leggings with a pair of Kristina’s cute fuzzy socks.

“What do you think?” she asked, nervous since she was wearing my late wife’s clothes.

“I think you look great. I laid out ski pants, a ski jacket, and ski boots in the living room. I’ll grab a toboggan from my closet to keep your head warm.

I got dressed and we made our way through the snow to the hill leading down to the creek at the back of my property. I had two old disc sleds that I had had since I was a kid. We don’t get much snow where I live, but we enjoyed playing in it when it came. We spent several hours sliding down the hill. Racing on separate sleds, trying to sled down the hill together on one, which usually ended in us crashing about half way down. We finally decided to trudge our way back to the house as light snow began to fall. We didn’t want to get caught out in the upcoming snow storm.

“I think I’m going to take a shower to warm up, care to join me?” Angela asked as she peeled off her beanie and jacket.

I had gotten an idea in my head on the way back, something I used to do for Kristina from time to time, but it was going to require some time alone.

“I think I’m actually going to do some work out here for a few minutes. Why don’t you take a bath with the jacuzzi going? That will feel good after a day like today.” I said, working on getting time to myself.

“As long as you join me after whatever you’re doing. That will give me time to shave my legs anyways. Mind if I borrow a razor?”

“Of course not.” I showed her where I kept my razors and shaving cream and left her to it.

I used to make a blanket fort and would set the tv on the floor for Kristina and I when I would work from home and she was at work. I went all out with it. I used pvc to make a frame for it, put an air mattress inside, and had the battery powered string lights strung along the top of the frame. We would pop popcorn and set up shop and watch a movie. We usually would end up spending the night there.

I got everything set up and went to the bathroom to join Angela. She was soaking in the tub with the jets going. We sat for another ten minutes while we talked and I rubbed her feet and her legs. We got out and dried off. She put on some of Kristina’s old lounge clothes. She looked just as beautiful in them as Kristina did.

“What is this?!” she asked with a smile as we walked into the living room, the lights glowing out from under the blankets.

“Well since we’re going to be snowed in here, I thought we could have some fun while we are. So this is a blanket fort, where we’ll pop some popcorn and turn on a movie on Netflix.”

She spun around and threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. There was something that just felt comfortable about being with her, it was scary to me, but also relieving that there was someone that I could be myself around again.

We popped the popcorn, crawled into the blanket fort, and covered ourselves up to watch the movie. I think we barely watched the movie between laughing and talking, stealing kisses, and just looking into each other’s eyes. Before we knew it the credits were rolling and my lips were on hers. I was kissing her passionately, she was embracing me, and kissing me passionately right back. I pulled her on top of me and ran my hands up her bare back under her shirt. She raised her hands, signaling me to take her shirt off. I obeyed my prompt and slid her shirt over her head. She, in return, lifted my shirt over my head. We stayed like this, kissing for what seemed like half an hour. We just enjoyed the intimacy of kissing each other.

I finally slid the lounge pants that she was wearing over her ass. I got hers off and slipped mine down, my cock slapping against my abs after I got the waistband past my piece. After mine were off, she lowered herself back down, I could feel her juices leaking on to me from above. I maneuvered my cock to line up with her pussy and slid myself inside of her. She gasped as my entire length entered her. I thrust slowly and gently with my hands on her ass. We stayed in this position with her laying on top of me, me thrusting slowly, our tongues dancing together for nearly the entire time. I felt my getting close and pulled myself out of her.

We each rolled over to allow me to get on top. I was back inside her in an instant, our lips and tongues back together. Her arms were around my neck, embracing me in comfort and pleasure. She wrapped each of her legs around my legs with her feet just inside my knees. Her skin was warm against mine, her lips were sweet, her soft moans were the driver to put me right over the edge. I came inside her for the second time today, thrusting as I came to make sure I got every last drop of my juice out.

I left my cock in her as we continued to make out. I felt myself softening inside her. We stayed like this for a few minutes. I rolled over on my back, she joined me on her side, her hand on my just and our heads on the pillows we had brought in.

We fell asleep like this in the blanket fort.

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