The Widower (28M) Gets Snowed In – Part 3 [Long]
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We spent the next couple of days playing house together. We cooked, we laughed, we had serious conversations, we watched movies, and we enjoyed each other’s bodies in a way that I haven’t enjoyed anyone’s in a long time. The snow slowly melted away, although we still had about four inches on the ground. The snowman that we had built was still standing strong. Our bond was growing, and I was finding myself more and more comfortable with the idea of a new relationship.
I received a text from a friend of mine that worked for the city Tuesday evening that said that my road would be cleared the next morning. I was happy to hear that I could get out of the house, but I wasn’t thrilled with the idea of Angela leaving me. I decided to hold on to that information and not tell her.
We had gotten into the routine of putting on a movie after dinner, but not finishing the movie we were so addicted to devouring each other in desire. Nothing changed tonight. We had some of the more passionate sex we had had in the few days that we had been together. We lay together after finishing, her head on my shoulder with my arm around her, my fingers gently caressing her shoulder.
“What are you thinking?” she asked, looking up at me.
“What happens to us after you leave here? I mean when the snow melts. I haven’t felt like this in years, and I don’t want it to end.”
“I don’t either. I’ve been enjoying staying with you.”
“Then let me take you to dinner this weekend.”
“I don’t think I can this weekend. I told my parents I would come visit them.”
“Well, what about when you get back?”
“What about if you come with me?” she almost grimaced, afraid of the answer I might give.
I leaned in and kissed her, “Of course, I’ll go with you.”
She smiled the biggest smile that I had seen her smile in the past five days. I told her that I had received a text and that the road would be cleared today. She said she had already called in to let them know that she was still snowed in, so we had another day together, but we had to make it count.
I told her that I knew just what to do as I kissed her lips passionately and lifted the tank top over her head. Her nipples were erect and excited as I ran my hands up her sides before taking both breasts in my hands. Angela moaned softly from the pressure of my hands as our tongues danced together lustfully. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I lowered myself onto her, our bare chests touching. I was pushing my hard cock against her pussy with two pairs of lounge pants driving us deeper into desire. Our pace and intensity quickened. I was lightly thrusting, teasing her for what could be.
I had enough. I kissed and licked my way from her mouth to her neck, breasts, stomach, panty line. I slid her silk pajama pants down as I moved downward. Her bare, freshly shaven pussy looked as delicious as I had ever seen it. I dove in. I licked her from the bottom of her slit to her clit, taking in all of the juices I could along the way. I let my tongue focus on massaging her clitoris while I gently massaged her lips with my fingers. I slipped one in, she moaned. I moved it in and out, in and out, in and out. Her back arched in pleasure. I inserted another finger and kept up my rhythm. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. I felt the texture of the g-spot and gently stroked it while I flicked the clitoris with my tongue. She was screaming at this point.
“I’m going to cum,” she managed between screams of pleasure.
Just this and gush of fluid pushed out past my fingers and shot into my chin and neck. I jerked backwards in surprise. A second gush came, and a third. She gently came down from her orgasm.
“Oh my god, that was incredible,” she said.
“I’ve never actually seen that happen,” I responded, still in shock that it had happened.
“I’ve never done it before, either. You just had me really going.”
“Well, are you too out of it for some more?” I asked, nodding towards my throbbing erection.
“Not at all,” she smiled.
She leaned in and kissed me. Her tongue slid into my mouth as she pushed me back towards the bed and straddled me. She pulled her mouth away from mine, sat up, and raised herself while using her left hand to line my cock up with her opening. She lowered herself and I slid in with ease. I put my hands at the top of her thighs, unnecessarily guiding her up and down. She began to moan as my breathing picked up. She hooked her feet under my legs for leverage while she rode, supporting herself with her hands on my chest.
I leaned up so we could kiss and make out as she rode my dick. I always loved this position and felt it was extremely sensual. She didn’t skip a beat and kept riding. She reached behind her, a moment later I felt her fingertips on my balls, intensifying the pleasure all the more. She rode me faster, both us breathing heavily and moaning. She leaned forward into me, her breasts resting on my chest, and started nibbling my ears. This was enough to push me over the edge. I came inside of her. She kept riding. I pumped all that I could but she was still riding. Somehow, I was still hard.
I knew exactly what to do with it. I rolled us over and began thrusting again. This took Angela by surprise as she let out a gasp mixed with a moan.
“Don’t ever stop,” she moaned out.
I had no plans of stopping. I was thrusting as deep as I could, trying to get my entire length and more inside of her. She felt so good to be inside of. Our mouths met again, both of us moaning as we kissed. Her hands were on my ass, pulling me deeper inside her. She wrapped legs around me as she slid her arms up my back, I could feel the pressure of her fingertips on my shoulder blades.
My cock slid in and out of her with ease, lubricated by my last load. She was warm and tight. Her walls were squeezing the head of my dick, which was the most sensitive area on my body. She moaned from the pleasure, it was the most sensual sound that I had ever heard. I felt that I could cum just listening to her sex sounds. Her left hand slid up my back to the back of my head, running her hands through my hair. She pulled me closer and nibbled on my ear, her moaning even closer to me. It pushed me past the point of no return. I came again, not as hard with round two, but I was filling her again. I groaned and moaned for the heightened sensitivity of round two. I didn’t stop up until every last drop was inside of her.
I collapsed on my back in a pile of pleasure and sweat. Breathing like I had run a mile as fast as I could. Angela rolled over next to me, kissed my neck, and laid her head on my shoulder. I didn’t know if I was catching feelings for her or I was just infatuated by her sex, I guess only time would tell. What I did know was that I was having fun again for the first time in more than a year. I finally had another reason to live.
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