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This work is an exploration of some possibilities of the spiritual and psychic side of sex. There is a good deal of sex in this work but it always occurs in a spiritual, synchronistic and loving manner. The spirituality expressed in this work reflects my present view of how the universe actually works.

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For those who wish to read this chapter without having read the earlier ones, here is a very brief introduction. I strongly recommend that you read the earlier chapters.

Matt is driving cross country and ends up on a secondary road in a blizzard. He is rescued by a family who turn out to be soul mates with lots of past life ties. Both Matt and the Wells family quickly discover this. Matt who is over seventy years old and is in a celibate marrage ends up making love with Ann (Ch.1), Barbara (Ch.2), Cindy (Ch.3), Mary (Ch.4) snd Barbara’s best friend Connie (Ch.6). There are different psychic side effects with each girl. Barbara, Cindy and Connie have been taught belly dancing by the cheerleading coach at their high school. Chapters 1-7 are a self contained story.

Ann convoys with Matt back to the Northeast and gets a special dual PhD program at a top science college (Ch.8-9). Ann and Matt set up a business called 3i. Ann finds a suitable building with a four bedroom apartment over it (Ch.9). Matt sets up a photo studio in the smaller conference room. There is lots of photography distributed through this story and yes the models generally end up posing nude. Ann and Matt hire Joyce and add a pool in the woods on 3i grounds (Ch.10-12). Barbara and Connie go to the same college in Western Massachusetts.

Ann is required to live in a dorm. Matt meets and is ultimately seduced by Ann’s roommate, Janet (Ch.12). He is also seduced by Joyce (Ch.13). Matt meets two of Barbara’s friends 6′ 4′ Zena and 4′ 11′ Becca. (Ch14). They visit and discover a very nasty karma that ends up resolved lovingly (Ch.15-17). Chapters 14-17 are relatively self contained.

Ann invites a group of girls (Janet, Ruth, Ellen, Linda, Candy, Robin, Joan and ultimately Gail) for a pool party at our pool (Ch.18). This turns into a regular event with skinny-dipping (Ch. 18-23). Joan looks, sounds and acts just like Matt’s first love (Jean). Matt also meets Ann’s physics lab partner, Yvonne. (Ch.19). Matt interacts with both Yvonne and Joan (Ch.20-26+). Janet meets Ron (Ch.22) and Matt tries to bow out (Ch. 23-24+). Matt and Janet find a psychic level (Ch. 28-29+).

Joyce introduces Ann and Matt to Roberta (Ch. 23). She joins 3i (Ch. 29).

The college paper sponsors ‘Beauty on Campus.’ Ann is a finalist. Matt photographs four of the other five finalists (Kim, Doreen, Brenda and Lisa) (Ch.27+).

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I very much look forward to comments. I am very open to discussion about all of this. Both publicly with comments and privately by email.

Chapter 30.

Later Friday: Surprise visitors.

I was planning on working late. Thanksgiving is next week and I want to get ahead of the game.

Both Joyce and Bobbie left shortly after five, saying that they had things to do. Joyce told me that my dinner was in the oven and would be ready at six.

It was about five thirty and I was working in my office when I heard the sound of a car in our parking lot. I looked out the back window to see Zena’s minivan and Zena, Becca, Connie and Barb all piling out of it.

I went and opened the door next to the elevator. They all yelled: ‘Surprise!’

Four delicious hugs.

They brought in their suitcases. The elevator was a tight squeeze.

Apparently they had previously discussed who would be sleeping where as each girl moved her suitcase to a different bedroom.

Barbara said: ‘I talked with Ann. She will join us in the morning.’

I said: ‘OK but I’m not sure what I’m going to feed you all.’

Barbara laughed: ‘You didn’t look at what is cooking in the oven did you?’

I said: ‘No.’

As we were discussing this the girls were undressing. As usual Connie finished first.

I undressed as well. Then I shared four wonderful nude hugs. The girls were all smiles.

Zena and Connie both needed bathrooms. Zena used the one off of the master bedroom. She noticed the bidet and asked Barbara about it. Barbara showed her how to use it. Zena loved it.

We headed for the kitchen.

I looked in the oven and went: ‘Oh, my gosh.’ It was a huge roast.

We worked together to finish preparations and then we all sat down to a very nice dinner.

Zena looked at me and said: ‘Are you ready for a fun evening? We are four very horny girls.’

I said: ‘I just hope that I’m up to it.’

Barbara said: ‘Don’t worry. You will be.’

Four girls.

After dinner Barbara produced a deck of playing cards. She shuffled them and spread them on the table. Each girl drew a card. The order would be: Becca, Connie, Barbara and lastly Zena.

Becca and I headed for the bedroom she had claimed. Very little foreplay was needed to have her totally aroused. She was again radiating unconditional love and I was basking in it. She moved astride me and rode me with abandon. She soon reached a beautiful climax. The feeling of unconditional love peaked as she came. She then moved her body flat against mine. I stayed inside without thrusting and just gently caressed her hair and ass for a minute or two. We shared a very tender kiss. Then I moved her off of me and went to find Connie.

Connie was on her feet as soon as I reappeared. She took my hand and guided me to the bedroom with the undamped waterbed. She had already turned back the covers and positioned a towel. We hugged and kissed for a minute or two before moving to the bed. That feeling of total innocence returned. It was weird: I was feeling virginal while my penis was still wet with another girl’s lubrication. Somehow when I am with Connie, Connie is all that matters. Somehow it is love, pure love and joy, pure joy. I kissed her head to toe, taking extra time with her very ample breasts. By the time I had finished she was more than ready. Our flame appeared, dancing in pure joy. She was on her back with her legs wide apart. I entered her slowly and moved with long slow strokes. She soon had a wonderful orgasm. The flame flared with it, totally enveloping us in cold color. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and squeezed with it. Then we shared a long slow kiss. Innocent sweet love. I still had not climaxed. I was not even near it. The flame subsided and then extinguished. She said: ‘Wow.’

We held each other for perhaps another thirty seconds and then she said: ‘As much as I love this and believe me I do, Barb needs you now.’

I gave her another short kiss and then slipped out and went looking for Barbara.

Barb was walking in my direction as I exited the bedroom. Her eyes were rapidly turning into liquid fire. We held each other at arms length for a few moments looking deep into each other’s eyes. Her aroma was enticing. The psychic merging was already beginning. Then we proceeded to her bedroom. The covers were already turned back and the pillows piled up. I lay on my back with my head supported on the pillows while Barbara moved into position astride me. We had not said a word this whole time. None were necessary. Her moisture was already running down the insides of her thighs. Her eyes glowed even more brightly.

She guided me inside and began to demonstrate her usual sexual magic. As usual it was secondary to the merging of our souls that was taking place and the love I was broadcasting. My broadcast seemed to be unusually powerful, particularly to my wife and the girls I was sleeping with. Kim was also receiving some with the other BOC girls at a slightly weaker level. She continued to undulate, swivel and squeeze. My orgasm came on suddenly. I found myself seemingly pumping three girls wort
h of semen into Barbara. My climax triggered hers.

Then I found myself relaxing, totally relaxing. She moved flat on me and we seemed to melt together. I could feel loving energy still flowing through me but now is seemed to be more gentle, a call to compassion. That slowly tapered off. I had lost my erection and was slowly slipping out of her. Nonetheless the feeling of oneness was still overpowering. We stayed like this for a while, probably ten or fifteen minutes. Then she rolled off of me. We were side by sIde, holding hands gently. Perhaps five minutes passed. She moved to her side facing me and ran her hand across my torso. With that I felt somewhat rejuvenated.

She said: ‘Zena needs loving too.’ That was the first thing she had said the whole time.

I leaned over and kissed her gently and then stood up. I kissed my finger and brought it to her lips. She kissed it and smiled. Then I turned and went to find Zena.

Zena and I moved to the room with the damped waterbed.

She said: ‘I have a special treat for you.’

She spread her feet wide and we hugged. She held me so tight that her breasts were almost crushing my chest.

I said: ‘Easy girl.’

She relaxed her grip somewhat.

We kissed passionately. I began to caress her ass. She has a very nice ass.

She was becoming very aroused.

My erection was returning but still far from full.

She said: ‘Let me show you what I have learned.’

She dropped to her knees and took my organ into her mouth. I was soon fully hard. She alternated between caressing the tip with her tongue and taking me so deep that her nose was pressing into my belly.

She later explained that her roommate was an expert at fellatio and had been giving her lessons. She joked that she had found new ways to enjoy a banana.

I found that my bodily sensations were fading into the background behind a feeling I found no words for. The thought ‘pure delight’ was part of it but totally inadequate. We had connection, universal love but that too was totally inadequate. The connection was not only with Zena but with Ann, Barbara, and Fil as well.

She kissed the end of my shaft one last time and then stood and taking my hand, lead me to the bed. She gently pushed me onto my back and then straddled me. She took me deep and slow but this was still in the background.

I found myself singing a song that I had never heard before in a language I did not know. Zena closed her eyes and began to sing along with an incredibly beatific smile on her face.

When we finished the song she lay flat on my body and rolled us over. I continued to be in a state of pure bliss. I knew she was too. We were nowhere near our sexual climax but that didn’t matter somehow. The sense of union, not just with each other but with the ALL continued. That was what mattered. My lingam was still deep inside her yoni but that just didn’t matter. It didn’t matter physically to me and I knew it didn’t matter to Zena either. My being in her was, at this point, purely symbolic.

I felt no need to keep thrusting. I just relaxed. She did likewise. The transcendent state I was in was like a waking dream. This drifted into a sleeping dream with me still erect, still inside her and using one breast as a pillow.

I woke up several hours later with a full bladder. She stirred as I moved off of her. She looked at me and said: ‘Thank you. I never imagined sex could be anywhere near that good.’ I bent down and kissed her and then I headed to the bathroom.

When I returned we started necking on the bed. This turned into petting and then making love. We both had very nice orgasms.

More surprises.

We rose early, and I woke the other girls ‘the best way.’ We had finished breakfast and were doing up the dishes when Joyce arrived followed shortly by Bobbie. I performed the introductions and nobody seemed the least bit uncomfortable with the lack of attire of our visitors. I then asked Bobbie and Joyce why they were here on a Saturday. They both smiled and said: ‘You will see.’

Joyce went into the fourth bedroom and extracted a box from one of the New York photographic suppliers. She proceeded to unpack two floodlights with stands. She told me to get my camera, an extra battery, a tripod and use the standard zoom lens. When I returned she handed me two extra large memory chips. I was really wondering what was going on.

While Joyce was unpacking the lights, Bobbie took me aside and said: ‘You were sending me love last night and it was the best experience in my entire life, bar none.’ She kissed me on the cheek.

Just then Ann arrived in the SUV. The pool party girls and Yvonne piled out of it.

Looking out the window I said: ‘All right. What’s going on here?’

Barbara then said: ‘All right girls, time to get dressed. Matt, you might want to dress also.’

Then she looked at me, winked and said: ‘You will soon see.’

Connie suggested that I dress first.

The other girls headed for their respective bedrooms, Joyce and Bobbie headed downstairs.

Connie ducked into the bedroom as soon as I left it.

The pool girls and Yvonne were also downstairs.

The girls who were upstairs all reappeared in belly dancing costumes. They all were wearing veils. I found out later that Zena made her costume and one for Becca.

Belly Dancing lessons.

Barbara said: ‘We’re doing belly dancing lessons. I’m sure you won’t mind recording them.’

Ann and the other girls all came up the stairs wearing outfits from Joyce’s harem girl collection. The entire collection was in use. Gail was wearing harem pants with her bra up top. None of the harem tops would fit her.

I found it interesting as to who chose which outfits. Ann wore the most modest with Yvonne, Joyce and Bobbie close behind. Ruth wore the most extreme one with Robin, Ellen and Linda close behind. Candy, Joan and Janet wore less extreme but still very provocative costumes. Most of them were wearing veils. This included Ruth.

I said: ‘Oh my.’

We moved the sofas to in front of the TV. I set up the floodlights and my camera in the large empty space thus created.

Ann did all of the introductions.

Joyce put on some music that Barb had provided.

Barb said: ‘First a short demonstration, then we will watch a DVD of lessons and then I will begin the class proper.’

Barb, Connie, Zena and Becca began to dance. I video-recorded them. It was beautiful. It was clear that Zena and Becca were not nearly as practiced as Barb and Connie but they still did a creditable job.

Then we all moved to the sofas. The seats were all filled and several girls ended up sitting on the back while others sat on the floor in front. Barb said: ‘I’m going to leave this disk here.’ and started the DVD.

The video began by explaining the basic poses and moves. Then went on to more complex sequences. It was beautiful to watch.

The phone rang. Joyce answered it. It was Kim for me.

I took the call.

She said: ‘Are you busy?’

I replied: ‘Somewhat.’

She said: ‘Then just one quick question: Did you send love last night?’

I answered: ‘Yes I did.’

I could hear the joy in her voice as she said: ‘Thank you, thank you so much. I will let you get back to what you were doing. Call me when you have a chance. Bye’

I replied: ‘Bye.’

I went back to watching the video.

The girls moved into the cleared area. Connie took the center spot with Zena and Becca on either side. The other girls formed a semicircle around them. Connie started demonstrating positions and moves while the other girls followed along. Barb wandered around giving tips.

After twenty minutes Barb called a break.

After the break they broke into groups of four. One leader and three students. They worked this way for about an hour. I wandered around recording t
he various groups.

Another break followed by another group session.

There was a great deal of sexual energy present. I had an erection.

Then we broke for lunch. We set out lots of food buffet style and the girls were quick to attack it.

Barb and I had a private conversation where she explained that Zena lived in Syracuse and would drop them off Tuesday night and pick them up on Sunday.

We were a happy group.

After lunch we again formed one group with Connie leading and the other three giving tips. The other girls were generally getting it. Obviously lots more practice would be needed but the basics were in place.

Ruth was displaying an amazing shimmy.

Another break then more work in the groups of four.

Still another long break and then another single group lesson. The student girls were actually starting to move in unison.

They got another break as Barb showed another DVD.

I ordered five large pizzas.

We talked about all this as we devoured the pizzas. The girls waned to know where Joyce got the harem outfits. Joyce printed out an information sheet. Every girl took one. Zena offered to make a top for Gail. It was clear that this class was a huge success.

After dinner Barb and Connie put on a demonstration dance. It was beautiful.

Everyone agreed that we would continue tomorrow at ten.

I received a kiss and a hug from each girl.

The girls who weren’t staying changed back into street clothing while I copied the recordings into my computer and burned then onto two DVDs. I put the camera battery on its charger.

Barbara and Bobbie had a short private conversation. Bobbie left smiling.

Joyce told me she was going to make a grocery run as we were running low on lunch supplies.

Barbara broke out her cards again. Tonight’s order would be: Zena, Becca, Connie and

Barbara.

Both Barbara and Connie modified their costumes by removing the bikini portion. Zena and Becca made similar modifications to their outfits as well.

Four girls again.

When we had entered the bedroom Zena undressed me. Then she pulled off her costume and spread her feet while looking in the mirror behind the dresser. I came up behind her and kissed her neck. Then I started caressing her breasts and rubbing my hips against her ass. Her aroma was delicious. We only did this for a minute or two before she bent forward, supported her upper body with her elbows, pushed her ass back like a cat in heat and said: ‘Take me.’

I did, going deep, very deep. I reached forward to play with her swaying breasts but rapidly switched to holding her hips and occasionally reaching around to caress her clitoris.

She did not last long. Her orgasm was spectacular, ending with her head down on the dresser.

She said: ‘Oooh that was so great.’

I made one last deep thrust and pulled out of her.

She stood, turned around and gave me a really sloppy kiss.

I went to find Becca.

Becca and I headed for her bedroom. We necked and petted for about twenty minutes and then she spread her legs sideways and invited me to mount her. I brought her to a very nice orgasm in less than ten minutes. Nothing psychic seemed to be happening but it was still very good, very loving.

Connie was all ready for me. She even had the bedcovers turned back.

She said: ‘I’m so glad we found each other.’

I responded: ‘So am I.’

The feeling of complete innocence returned.

We made out for a few minutes. She juiced up rapidly.

She said: ‘Can we try it doggy style?’

I replied: ‘As you wish.’

She moved to her hands and knees. I moved behind her.

She went: ‘Ahhh…. So good.:’ as I entered her.

I started playing with her breasts as I pounded away. She gasped and panted and tried to talk. I moved one hand to her clitoris. She came very quickly. She fell forward. I rode her down, lingam deep inside, one hand on her breast, the other on her clitoris.

She said: ‘I liked that.’

I rubbed her clitoris slightly.

She said: ‘Don’t you dare. It’s just too sensitive now.’

I moved that hand up to her other breast and just cupped it.

She said: ‘Umm that’s nice.’

I kissed her neck.

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The sun is high, reverberating on the fresh snow at the sides of the road. Seeing were he was headed, had started to get really difficult for Ethan since the clouds had parted. Fortunately, they have finally arrived. It had been snowing for the whole night, so the area surrounding Isaac's cabin seems all the same. The letterbox is the only hint of where the driveway is, under that thick white blanket. "Dude, we have to shovel all this snow here as soon as possible or people won't be able to...

Teen
4 years ago
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Let it Snow

Let it Snow By Shawna Stimple The weather outside was frightful on December 24th, as Marshal Wagner drove north on I-89, towards his family's cabin, in northern Vermont. Freshly eighteen, he had somehow talked his parents into letting him come up a week early for a little skiing. He was strangely responsible, in that he didn't throw any crazy parties, or have a different girl over every night, however he was irresponsible in his grooming, and still hadn't...

3 years ago
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Let It Snow

“I’m sorry love,” Jason said into his mobile phone. “It just fell down and there’s no way we can get any further up here on the moors.”The snow was unexpected and sudden and had caused a white-out. The high moor road was open and desolate and the white sheet had quickly drifted and blocked any forward progress and retreat.“Yes, she’s safe and here. Can you let the rescue teams know where we are, please. We’re in good shape. I filled up before I picked Callie up and I’ve got some drinks so...

2 years ago
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White Roses in the Snow

Lisa arrived at the ski lodge just past 5 p.m. on Friday evening. The snow was falling at the rate of an inch every hour, and if it had not been for the 4-wheel drive Tahoe she had borrowed from her neighbor, she wouldn't have made it. With all the fresh new snow, this weekend promised to be an exciting one on the slopes. She looked around the large sitting room of the lodge. No Michael to be found. Michael was her boyfriend of 3 months. They met in the community college where they were both...

1 year ago
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Snow

I'm sometimes amazed at what people will tell you about in chat rooms. The cloak of anonymity helps of course. You know I like to retell and embellish these stories in first person. I guess I just like to imagine it was me. ;-) ********* This started a couple years ago. But as a prelude, there were troubling things happening inside me. I was 35. When we first met and in the early years of our marriage, my husband and I were like rabbits. Every opportunity, every place, every part of our bodies...

Cheating Wifes
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In From The Snow

They were almost snowed in. The road had just closed, and no one could bother them for a full day, maybe two. Virginia lay back on the down featherbed, her husband Keith groaning with pleasure as he moved into her. He was a dark silhouette against the blue-white light of a snowy late afternoon. She loved the feeling of his smooth, strong body moving against her. She felt the little twitches in his hips that meant he was close. Virginia pulled her knees up, tilting her hips to take him deeper....

Interracial
4 years ago
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A Little Walk In The Snow

In 1967, I was living with a girlfriend, 10 miles north of Aspen, Colorado, in a little cabin on Elk Mountain, high in the Rocky Mountains. We were attending a dance at the Aspen Inn. I had been living with Sherry about three years off and on and our relationship had not always been smooth sailing. Sherry was twenty-four, hazel eyes, brown hair, and light complexion with lots of freckles. Although not beautiful, she had a cute pixy look and a sweet figure which made her sexy as hell. ...

1 year ago
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Deep Snow

Cynthia and Rob sat on the bearskin rug, warming their feet by the fire. Cynthia was sitting between Rob’s legs, her hands wrapped around her Cafe Vienna, terry robe wrapped around her, and she was leaning back against Rob’s chest. She felt the beating of his heart and the rise and fall of his breathing. The fire warmed their skin, their love warmed their insides. It had been a cold trip from the hot tub, through the snow that had accumulated on the deck, back into the cabin. She didn’t expect...

3 years ago
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Let It Snow

‘I don’t think you can leave anytime soon, Alyson,’ Michael smirked, ‘the snow is nearly covering my door.’ ‘But I need to get home!’ I protested. My boyfriend walked over to me from the window and wrapped his arms around my waist. ‘Baby, it’s cold outside,’ he murmured, lightly kissing my neck. ‘My dad will be worried, and it’s Christmas Eve, and I need to visit my grandma!’ I whined. His kisses raised goosebumps all around my body and I stroked Michael’s almond colored hair. ‘Are you...

4 years ago
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The Snow

The snow was falling heavier now, it hadn’t taken long for it to settle. ‘Amazing what a difference a couple of hours had made’, she thought. When she’d left it was cold but had given no indication of what was to come. She quietly cursed her independent streak and for not the first time that afternoon, she wished she’d simply stayed in. But no, foolish as she was, she’d thought a quiet walk in the countryside in the middle of winter would be a good idea. She realized she was at least half...

2 years ago
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Blood And Snow

You trek through the mercilessly deep snow, unable to differentiate your own skin at times as the blinding light blends your vision together. You've been lost for hours, days, years even. At first, every tree seemed the same and you were certain that you were walking in circles, but now you can't seem to see a single tree. You're exhausted, the frost slowly seeping into your skin as you push your way through endless snow. Your arms and legs are almost entirely numb, and you lost the ability to...

Fantasy
2 years ago
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Cold Snow

Princess Zelda ran through the cold snow, out of breath and terrified. Behind her, gaining quickly, was a large black moblin, roaring and giving chase through the woods. Sprinting at top speed, she dashed between trees to try to lose him. However, the monster was much faster than her. Entering a clearing, Zelda braced herself to give every last bit of energy to escape, before being struck in the shoulder by the beasts large hand. She cried out in pain, landing in snow. Struggling to get back on...

2 years ago
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Its Snowing

It’s Snowing My teenage daughter thinks that looking good outweighs being comfortable. So needless to say she runs around in micro miniskirts, sexy blouses, and occasionally a bra. In essence she drives me freaking crazy. I think that she does it on purpose too. That brings us to the fall when we were going out into the woods in search of colorful leaves for a collage that she was planning for a school project. I suggested that she dress warmer and bring a coat but that didn’t go...

4 years ago
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Lost in the Snow

Thank God, it’s finally done. If anybody had told me how annoying organizing a big wedding would be, I would have refused the whole thing right away. But as it is the norm with such things, the whole ugly truth is revealed gradually. And most of all, when it is too late anyway. I’ve been married before, blissfully happily married indeed. And I finally could fully appreciate the fact that my deceased wife Julie had settled for a small wedding. It was a beautiful, intimate ceremony without much...

2 years ago
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Let It Snow

She didn't know why, but she just couldn't get the song out of her head, although it was snowing quite heavily. It was typically a Christmas song, "Oh the weather outside is frightful, inside it's so delightful..." and she wished she was inside her apartment instead of trying to get to it in the mounting snowfall. Her Crown Vic swayed slightly as she applied too much gas and she worked to correct her fishtail, finally straightening out again as she neared the intersection and began to slow...

4 years ago
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Love in the snow

From where I'm sitting, the view is indeed beautiful, but I know that what you're refering to is the deep, crisp and very very white snow that's surrounding us in our forest cabin. A cabin that's situated only three miles south of the arctic circle in deepest darkest Finland, and I mean deepest darkest, because at this particular time we're only experiencing four hours of daylight every twenty four hours. As I walk up behind you I can't help but be entranced by your loveliness. So...

2 years ago
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Hot Tub and Snow

It was a cold January day which found me sitting at my computer wondering how I would entertain myself. With the snow flying outside the prospects of finding something fun to do dwindled as the minutes seemed to crawl by. Being lulled into the glow of my screen it was a shock when my phone vibrated in my pocket snapping my mind back to reality. Looking at the screen a simple message flashed, “I’m coming, be ready.” Now this message came from one of my closest friends. Her name is Kelsey and...

4 years ago
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Marooned in the Snow

It was one day in early January, when the north wind blew strongly, and you just knew there was snow on the way. I was away from home on business in London, and was looking forward to being back at home. Hotels are all very well, but the comforts of home are hard to beat. I’d been single for about three years, after my wife, Rowena, and I had divorced after 15 years together. It had been amicable, and as she was a successful career woman herself, we parted on equal terms. We had had no...

3 years ago
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Snow

I open my eyes, waking myself from the slumber of my sleep and I stare at the white ceiling. I woke up nicely, as if a kind soul led the way from the world of dreams to the world of reality, dismissing me like an old friend looking forward to meet again the following sleep. Content and still disoriented from the sleep I close my eyes again and try to feel my body waking up. Spread out on the bed like a snow angel I feel my limbs coming back to life as my heart beats faster to pump the cold...

3 years ago
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Fucking in the Snow

an experiencelast week we were , my wife 34, very beautiful red hair , big hanging tits and a shaved pussy and I always 46, really nice big Fickschwängel and every day on my Fickfotze ….we actually come from NRW, last week took my mum in law our daughter for a week and we went Stubeital to ski , relax down. on 2 Evening we were on a ski chalet, it was a great atmosphere and the waiter served and was a nice full , about 190 , very good figure and bald head , I saw that my wife found him cute . I...

4 years ago
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Stuck in snow

Couple minutes later I get a text asking if I'm home from my ex I said yea why? Then she called to ask if I could see a car stuck in snow when I said yeah who is it she said its my sister if u could help her ill stop by tomorrow and thank you properly sir. I thought bout it and I've always heard she was a slut so I said yeah ill see wat I can do. Hung up got dressed went outside met her sister. After a little digging and rocking her car slid right out no problems. She parked got out happy...

4 years ago
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Let It Snow

Gabriel's Christmas party, the previous Saturday, had gone very well. As expected, the food was excellent. I certainly knew the menu by heart. Gabriel also had an extensive selection of single malts, and I got to sample a few that I hadn't tried before. Despite the fact that Gabriel's wife of 20 years had left him, six months before, the house and decorations were up to his usual standards. In their relationship, he was the one with the love of all things Christmas. In addition to...

1 year ago
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The Line in the Snow

Special thanks to Jack Murtagh for his exceptional, insightful, and annoying editing. Here’s to you, white man. ;D Disclaimer for Tolkien nerds: I never read Tolkien, it’s a coincidence. The last snowflakes had fallen, and the tread of leather boots through snow should have turned the single road running through Jinnsfjur to a muddy slush. It had largely remained its pristine white however, as the inhabitants of the village now only ventured outside when they needed to. That was, aside from...

2 years ago
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When It Snows

The sudden cold snap at the beginning of March caught everyone on the hop, even though the Met Office had been forecasting snow for a week and were very specific in the detail of their forecast just the night before the snow came. So I woke that morning to about two inches of very icy snow sitting on top of half an inch of solid ice from earlier rain falling onto frozen ground. It was very windy in sharp gusts and the tiny ice crystals of snow were blowing into drifts up to a foot deep. The...

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Would you like to try it Snowballing

"Have you ever heard of snowballing?" my wife asked me one night as she sensed my moment of climax rapidly approaching.We often spoke to each other during sex, even oral sex, which was our preferred method of satisfying ourselves and each other.Recently we had increased our gym nights from two to three each week, working out on the machines and enjoying the ever-present eye candy. For a couple in our forties, we were both in pretty good shape, if I must say so myself, and sweating and straining...

4 years ago
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Sharing the Load Snowballing

"Have you ever heard of snowballing?" my wife asked me one night as she sensed my moment of climax rapidly approaching.We often spoke to each other during sex, even oral sex, which was our preferred method of satisfying ourselves and each other.Recently we had increased our gym nights from two to three each week, working out on the machines and enjoying the ever-present eye candy. For a couple in our forties, we were both in pretty good shape, if I must say so myself, and sweating and straining...

4 years ago
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The Snowstorm

The Snowstorm Mom was transferred to a new city in another part of the state, where she would be the Store Manager in charge of the local tractor supply store. It was a good promotion for her and a raise in pay. Mom and I were on the trip there when we stopped during a bad snowstorm. We were still a few hours from our destination when we found a sign pointing the way to an old hotel. It was like something out of a horror movie. We made it inside and found no one there. Mom hit the bell...

3 years ago
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The BeginningLust in a Snowstorm

Callie had been driving since early morning and hoped to be halfway to her destination by dusk. Unfortunately, she'd run into a freak snowstorm and was forced to pull off to find shelter until morning, like thousands of other motorists. There were several motels located on the exit she took but none had vacancies. Callie thought about trying or the next exit but she knew she'd find the same results – no vacancies. Seeing a well-known truck stop, she decided to pull in, hoping the snowstorm...

Seduction
4 years ago
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Her Name Was Snowy

I guess you could say I come from a broken home. To say my family was not typical of American values would be the understatement of the year. We have no values. Most of us are either in prison or just haven't been caught yet. Because I come from a very large family, that's a lot of people who shouldn't be amongst the rest of society.Disfunction was the name of the game. There was no one to teach us right from wrong, good or bad, or even just some advice, encouragement, or wisdom. The only thing...

Humor
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The Snowball

The Snowball I was on my way home when I smelled radiator fluid inside my car. I knew right then that I had a leak in the heater coil, so I rolled my window down to let the strong odor escape. That’s when I got hit in the side of my face with a snowball. As I looked around I saw a young girl in a pink coat with white fur run into a house. I parked my car and walked up to the door. A very pleasant woman opened the door. Samantha was thirty years old and my age. She was way to young...

4 years ago
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white like snow

I still dont know who he was and why i just didnt started to run when he walk in the bus stop his sweatpants showing of a big bulge i just coudnt not seewaiting for the last bus east of downtown''when is the next bus boy''''in like 20''''that's enough time. here suck the cock cute white boy''it happen so fast i didnt have time to talk, i was help mouth open on his cock looking up at himgetting it out''damn, im not gay , im sorry but''''but what , we are alone, im not gay we are just having fun,...

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The Neighborhood MILF Veronica Snow

I love the fact that most of the women in our neighborhood are open-minded, and have a healthy attitude about sex. At first I tried to hide my lesbian curiosities and experiences, but now I’m rather proud of my active sex life. I used to think I was the only housewife on the block that fantasized about getting together with other women like myself, but that theory was laid to rest a long time ago.One event that shows everyone’s naughty side is the sex toy party that my friend Veronica hosts...

3 years ago
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Earths CoreChapter 31 Green Snow

‘I will beat them. Believe me; I’m close to gaining the sufficient strength! Then, we, all our New Earth’s kin, won’t have to hide and cower from anyone!’ Upon finishing narrating all that happened to him since he last departed Kingdom Earth, apart from the conversation with Archbishop Silternjan, Zax included every detail and made a firm pledge to Anet and Zetsa. The convoy was on the move and the hour was nearing early noon. It took a while for both women to transmit a message back, as...

1 year ago
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Keeping warm in the snow

John and I had started visiting each other more frequently since our first encounter on Halloween. We had not had sex since that time, almost a month ago, but we'd been making it a point to hang out more often. I invited John to come up to my family's condo with me for the weekend for a snowboarding trip, and he agreed. We left town right after he got off of work on Friday. It was a long drive up to the condo, so I figured I'd drink a beer or two on the ride up since I wasnt driving. We got on...

Gay
1 year ago
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First snowfall

First snowfall First snowfall ? Mistress Maria and meat were wrapped in each other?s arm nuzzling and caressing, while warming themselves by the flickering light of the log fire.? The snow had begun to fall four hours after the sun had set and an ankle-deep blanket of powdery white covered the patio.The mistress studied his bare feet.? The soles swept from toe to heel in a graceful arch.? Each toe had a pliable bottom pad and a wisp of short hair on top.? The skin looked soft and seemed...

4 years ago
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Aunt Kim snuggles her snowflake

Destiny is remarkable* I am Clara. This is based on a true story. The cabin was lit with candles....flaming hot. The luminescent scent of lavender could be heaven from across the room. I lay sleeping,as the rainstorm from outside hit the window. So, there I was in my Victoria’s style abode in slumber. When, the unexpected occurred. Aunt Kim appeared like a ghost slide beside be. And began caressing my breast with ears. Her hot kisses on my nipple burned. Burning. Burning hot kissses circled my...

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