Snowed In - Sex Stories

Snowed In

... storms. There was freezing rain in Portland. So all flights were cancelled for the next 24 hours. I called my mother and broke the news that I would probably not be joining them on the cruise. I guess fate had decided that my place was at home with Jeff after all. So I braved the treacherous twists and turns of the ice and snow-covered Glenn Highway for the 40-mile trip back to the Valley. As I approached the cabin, I put down the snow plow that my Chevy was equipped with and made a path in the driveway so that I could park. I got out of my truck and made my way up to the cabin porch through a foot of freshly-fallen snow. As I walked up the steps to the front door, I heard the faint sound of a woman screaming in pleasure. It was a sound I would never forget. I crept up to the door, where I could hear it even better. My man was cheating on me. Cheating on me with a woman! I really, really wanted to be angry. I had been violated. I had been an inconvenient distraction for what I was sure had been a well-planned evening with this mystery woman. But even as I stood there, listening to this betrayal, I felt my warm cock growing into a thick erection deep underneath my jeans and long-johns. I heard her ecstatic wail and visions began to fill my mind, where I could see the hard thick cock that had fucked my ass just hours before, now being used to pleasure a woman's pussy. I pictured her looking up at his beautiful blue eyes as the sweat poured down his face, smiling at her just ...

... as he had smiled down on me before. I felt a stream of pre-cum run down my leg. Slowly, I opened the door, where I got my first glimpse of her legs in the air and his ass as he furiously moved in and out of her. I stood there and watched. A cold whisp of air moved through the room and he suddenly turned around to face me. “Eric!” he said, stunned as if he had seen a ghost. “My flight was cancelled,” I said. That's all I could say. I had no other words. His mystery woman quickly got up and covered herself before hastily throwing on her clothes. Both Jeff and I stared at each other in the seconds she took to get dressed. She hurried out the door, into the Alaska chill. “Baby,” he said. “I don't know what to say.” “Was that Rachel?” I asked. “No,” he said. “That was just a girl I met on Craigslist. It meant nothing. You gotta believe me.” Oh how I wanted to be angry. But I just couldn't. I was too turned on by the whole situation. Finally, I smiled at him. “She didn't have to leave,” I said. His face fell. “Baby,” he said. “We can work through this. Please don't leave me.” “Just listen to me,” I said, sitting down on the sofa. “I know this sounds weird as fuck. But I was getting off by what I saw.” “I don't understand,” Jeff said. “I don't know why,” I continued. “But seeing you fuck her turned me on like nothing that's ever turned me on before!” He laughed. “Really?” he said. “Yeah, really.” I said. “I think that's great if you want to fuck women. I wouldn't mind walking in on ...