Snow Day - Sex Stories

Snow Day

... so much when he did this. Like he loved the taste of himself on me.

I wasn’t the only one that liked it. The telltale sounds of an approaching climax caused us to turn to the other couple. Harrison gripped Sali’s hips and continued to thrust into her at a punishing rate. Suddenly, he pushed in all the way and groaned as he held her to him. He gave a couple more slow thrusts before leaning back. She fell to her side onto the floor.

The four of us lay naked on the fur rug. Here in each other’s arms and with the warmth of the fire reflected on our skin, there wasn’t anywhere else we’d rather be.

Chapter 4

It was as we were promised. All night the wind howled, and snow fell. It was still snowing when we woke the next morning. The tires on the Tahoe were halfway under. We definitely wouldn’t be able to leave that day. Everyone emailed or called jobs to let them know we’d be out part or all of Monday.

I made us a breakfast of waffles, eggs, and bacon. We ate quietly – A sense of worry in the air. There was nothing we could do about the weather though.

Gathering a few of mine and Mitch’s clothes, I put them in the wash, and tidied up the cabin a bit as well.

When I was done and ready for a break, I went to our bedroom and got ready to shower. Mitch was on the bed flipping through TV channels. “Hey, sexy.”

I snorted. “Seriously? I’m a mess.” I smoothed my hair down. I knew I was sweaty too.

He got up from the bed and blocked my path. “Beautiful as ever.” ...

... He groped one of my ass cheeks and drew me into him for a kiss.

“I was just about to shower. Come with me?”

The ensuite attached to our bedroom was luxurious with a walk-in shower. It had multiple shower heads and gorgeous tilework. We stripped down and let the hot water cascade over us. Mitch took his time and lathered me all over, not just the fun parts. When I was clean to his satisfaction, and he’d spent a generous amount of time on my tits, he turned me around to face the wall. He slid a hand down my crack and teased my asshole with soapy fingers. “Been too long.”

I pushed back against him and moaned. “Yes, please.”

“Mmm.” Mitch pushed a finger through my tight ring. The slide was so erotic. I was already beginning to make begging noises. He added a finger and fucked me with them. The stretch was delicious. I was pressing back as he was pushing them in.

“Please?”

“Please what?”

“I need more. Need your cock.” I was pleading. Desperate. When he removed his fingers, I swore I never felt so empty. A moment later, though, I felt him pressing firmly into me. The thick head straining to enter. Once it had, he began slowly fucking me. One of his hands on my hip the other on my breast. He rocked into me further and further until the sound of wet flesh slapping rang out.

“Rub yourself for me.”

I reached down and felt my engorged clit. Letting my fingers fly over it, I’d be cumming in no time. Moaning loudly in pleasure, I pushed my ass out to take his ...