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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Chilled to the bone

"It smells like Christmas," I replied, taking a deep breath and smiling.

Rick chuckled, "What does that mean, 'it smells like Christmas'?"

"The air is crisp, cold, you can just smell the snow. You know, like when you were a kid, the smell of Christmas is something that just sticks with you."

"I don't think snow has a smell. Its just cold, and you...well I don't know what I'm going to do with you. Smells like Christmas..." he shook his head and grinned as we walked down the snowy sidewalk. We were supposed to meet friends and all ride together to a Christmas party, but we took too long getting ready, Rick undressing every inch of my body just as quickly as I dressed it. Stolen kisses here and there, but I intended to let his anticipation grow throughout the evening before giving in and letting him ravish me.

His hand squeezed my ass through the snug fitting skirt as the snow started to fall again. "Well, what do you want to do," he asked. "We've obviously missed our ride. Do you want to try and get a cab?"

My eyes watched the glistening snow flakes falling like diamond dust around the glow of the street lamp. "Nah," I replied. "Lets just spend the evening together. We can build a fire and watch the snow fall."

"Sounds good to me," he said as his hands held my face still for his kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and savoured his mouth, his hand migrating again to my ass, this time pulling up my skirt slightly. His hand slipped beneath the material, snaked around my thigh and parted my panties just enough to slightly dip his finger inside of me.

I gasped at the surprise of the cold finger tip greeting me.

The very thought of what was to come had me dripping with anticipation as we resumed walking. Through the pocket of his long coat, I could grope at his cock, which was hard and pulsing everytime I felt for it.

We took turns slyly molesting each other as we walked closer and closer to home. About a block away from the apartment, Rick grabbed my arm and led me down an alley between two buildings.

"What are you doing?" I asked, knowing more than I let on.

Without saying a word, only smiling, he led me down the dark alley. Once at the end, he grabbed me for a deep, lustful kiss before he opened his coat and pulled out his cock.

Holding my hips, he turned me around and bent me over, slamming himself easily into my slicked pussy, panties pushed to the side and rubbing against his shaft as he thrust.

I felt snow flakes falling on the exposed skin of my ass and becoming droplets of water as they melted and ran down my thighs. I was numb to the cold as he fucked me, pounding harder and harder into my box, tiny moans escaping my lips.

He came in large explosions, filling me with his seed that felt unnaturally hot on the chilled lips of my pussy. As he pulled out, he fixed my panties before putting his dick away and buttoning his coat again.

I stood up, adjusting my skirt and feeling warm come trickling down my leg as he led me out of the dark alley.

He took my hand in his and we headed home, walking in our very own winter wonderland.

22 Comments:

At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 11:09:00 AM, Blogger Beth said...

Whew!! *waves a hand at her flushed face*

How in the world am I suppose to go back to studying Public Administration after that?!

lmao...Damn GW

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 11:28:00 AM, Blogger Em said...

Did you say it was cold??? It's feeling rather warm I thought.

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 11:31:00 AM, Blogger & said...

It's the most wonderful time, of the year! Lol!

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 11:55:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Damn that was good - Thanks.
Sven
svenschindler.com

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 11:55:00 AM, Blogger Ben said...

... and the snow is so delightful... and since we've no place to go... Let it snow. Let it snow. Let it snow.

;)

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 11:59:00 AM, Blogger Silly Old Bear said...

Later on, we'll perspire
as we screw by the fire...

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 12:10:00 PM, Blogger & said...

SOB,

GW doesn't perspire, she glows!

Did I get that right, BW? I mean GW? I mean BG? Oooh, now THAT'S a thought! LOL!

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 12:12:00 PM, Blogger Jay said...

That's really not fair! I took a Cialis last night and after reading this post the effects have clearly NOT worn off!

Jay

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 12:34:00 PM, Blogger & said...

Before I get myself into even MORE trouble, let me clarify. That's BWGW. As Greg and I sit back and have that beer and....observe. At least at first ;)

Oh, man, I'm digging myself in deeper and deeper. Little help here, Greg. ANYBODY?

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 12:56:00 PM, Blogger Ben said...

I'd drink to that... lol... count me in... lol.

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 12:58:00 PM, Blogger Ben said...

... at first... lol

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 2:01:00 PM, Blogger wilde_thought said...

Hmm, think I'll take a look behind the restaurants near my hotel and see if any locals follow your penchant for winter wonderland sex.

Nice breast picture by the way. Did you use a picture phone to shoot it or did you play with the picture's quality using a photoshop program? Here's a thought, using a camera with micro capabilities take close-ups of various body parts. They would be nearly unidentifiable until collaged together by the cultish fans visiting your blog.

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 2:19:00 PM, Blogger Ben said...

Son of a bitch... now were a cult Bob!

LoL

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 3:17:00 PM, Blogger & said...

Wow. I've always wanted to be part of a cult. Shall we address GW as Queen Good Wife? I gotta say, though...if she starts passing out cups of kool aid, I'm outta here!

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 3:25:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

If this is a cult - sign me up as well. Messy and sticky - ready and able.
Sven
svenschindler.com

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 3:31:00 PM, Blogger Good Wife said...

Cups of kool aid??

It was just the sephia setting on the digital camera, WT. I have to say, I wouldn't be shocked to see the images put together on a few blogs that will remain nameless.... lol

xoxo

 
At Tuesday, December 14, 2004 3:35:00 PM, Blogger Ben said...

*Looks around* Who me?! What?

 
At Wednesday, December 15, 2004 6:37:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nothing like waking up to a Taste of the Good Wife...good way to start the day off!

Also enjoyed the picture. ;)

 
At Wednesday, December 15, 2004 11:06:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ohhh, I know what they're referring to with the Kool Aid. I did a research project this year on killer cults...Ever heard of Reverend Jim Jones & The People's Temple? He killed 908 people by giving them grape-flavored Kool Aid laced with cyanide and tranquilizers.
Hmm, I believe I've just ruined the happy little atmosphere. Ah well, I guess that's what you get for reading too many books.

Elizabeth

 
At Wednesday, December 15, 2004 1:12:00 PM, Blogger & said...

Hey,

Bingo! Elizabeth wins the prize! A one year supply of Kool Aid...LOL! I thought the JJ think was common knowledge.

 
At Wednesday, December 15, 2004 1:40:00 PM, Blogger Jay said...

Bob-
They're all so young.

 
At Wednesday, December 15, 2004 2:47:00 PM, Blogger Beth said...

Hey now...lol. I'm young but I've heard of JJ. We might be young but some of us aren't dumb...crazy- not dumb.

lmao! Some people just don't know their cults....geez!

:-D

 

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