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It was Valentine’s Day my freshman year in college. My boyfriend and I had been fighting for weeks because he thought I was cheating on him. Needless to say, he wanted to spend sometime apart because he knew this was my favorite holiday. Guess he thought he could get back at me through that.
Even so, I had already made arrangements to take him to Blowing Rock for the weekend as a surprise. My best friend from elementary school inherited a magnificent three-story log cabin in that not even a year before. I coerced him into allowing me to use it for the weekend on the promise that I would restock the alcohol. He didn’t mind anyway because his girlfriend was loaded and had her own mountain home in Ashe County.
Not wanting to waste my weekend alone I tried calling some of my girlfriends, they, however, already had plans. I was ready to give up and just stay home with mom and dad when I ran into you around 6:00 Friday night. You were at Terry’s, what a coincidence. We sat and talked for an hour or so while Steve played pool and did his Chicken Dance. It turned out you had nothing to do, I never even bothered to ask about your girlfriend. First thing that came to mind was to invite you to stay for the weekend. At first you hesitated because you knew it wouldn’t help my relationship but eventually you changed your mind.
I was already packed so I rolled up in your driveway twenty minutes later. You took what seemed like forever to get three changes of clothes together. In all actuality I was being impatient, it was only five short minutes until you were done. After no time at all we were on the road headed to the mountains.
All the way to Blowing Rock, we joked around and sang to the music. I wasn’t going to admit but your beautiful voice was making me all warm and moist inside. It was a switch from the last time I was driving now. I had refused to allow you to drive my pretty red Volkswagen. I hadn’t let anyone else behind the wheel yet. But I wasn’t used to driving with a guy in the passenger seat. I was always the passenger. My normal habits of ‘messing around’ had to be infringed upon this time. However, I couldn’t help but reach for your hand, which you had placed, just inside of my right thigh. You playfully removed it from my reach. It was almost as if you were trying to torture me. To turn my attention elsewhere I began twittering about college and how my significant other held me on such a tight leash that he even forbade me from going off with my girlfriends. I mentioned my lesbian encounter with one of my best friends. You immediately blurted out the fact that you wanted pictures. All I could do was laugh because we actually videotaped it. I love to be on camera. I toyed with the idea of showing you the movie but immediately brushed it out of my mind to focus on the wonderful man beside me.
We arrived at the enormous cabin around 9:00 the full moon was high up in the sky and reflected off the snow to brighten up the landscape. I phoned Daniel to make sure I was in the right place. It seemed too good to be true. You picked on my about calling another man with you right there. Eventually we stopped arguing and migrated all our stuff into the gargantuan family room. The furniture was all mahogany and navy blue. The sofa was a wrap around that surrounded the area in front of the fireplace. There was a picture window on the front that allowed you to see the mountain and the vast forest beyond. Giggling I asked you to take a picture so I could some everyone what they were missing. You cheerfully snapped a few of me doing goofy little poses. I swapped to take one of you in front of the fireplace. For some reason I got the strangest yearning to curl up in your arms at that very instant and feel your body connect with mine.
The look in my eyes of far off amusement must have given light to what I was thinking because you changed the subject right then and broached the fact that we needed to pick a room to sleep in, we scampered up the stairs to explore the rooms.
All the rooms were beautiful and elegant. I had a hard time choosing one. However I settled on the master bedroom, which was, decorated with dark blue and burgundy with a king size mahogany sleigh bed. Yours was directly across the hall with a four-poster queen size bed with forest green and black décor. You seemed happy with your choice but there was inevitable harassment because I took the one you wanted. You said that I only did that so you’d be in the next room to protect me from bad guys.
By this time it was well after eleven and I was craving hot cocoa. You offered to go find firewood to start a little fire-how sweet. While I slaved away making hot chocolate you played in the snow. Guess it was only right. When you came back you snuck in behind me and dropped snow down my sweater. I turned around and retaliated by chucking the tiny marshmallows at your head. You tried to catch them in your mouth but they just kept bouncing off your nose. I attempted to make an escape through the living room but my efforts were futile. You soon caught me and threw my petite body on the squishy sofa. The whole situation made me amused and extremely giddy.
As you began to back away I grabbed your arm so as not to allow you to get away. The fire you had started was now blazing wildly and the snow was pouring out of the sky as you stood there just looking at me.
In the next instant we were sitting side by side on some fluffy feather pillows in front of the roaring flames. We shared the marshmallows and the hot cocoa. A second later you had put your arm around me and pulled me up to your shoulder. I inhaled your cologne. (I’ve always loved your ‘scent’, it makes me shiver now to even think about it.) As I breathed in your lovely aroma I began to think. I thought about my so-called schoolgirl crush that I’ve had on you since we met. Everyone ha told me from the beginning that the whole idea was just a child hood fantasy. At that point in time, however, I had to disagree. Just the fact that you were with me, all alone negated all their comments of doubt.
I was so overcome with a surge of emotions that I never heard you question. When I asked what you had said you replied that you wanted to play a game. I quickly hopped up the stairs to search for a game. After scrounging through the rooms I found two games: cards and twister. When I got back down to you I joked about how we had two choices. We could either play strip poker or naked twister. Being the nut that you are, you happily obliged and began to strip. In a hot second you mad moved the coffee table in front of the fire and set up the mat, and were standing there with your shirt off. I said all right, why take our time undressing when we can do it all at once.
W stood by the fire and began to she the rest of our attire. As I removed my sweater I gasped at the sight of your muscular body. The shock caused me to pause in mid motion. You walked over and assisted me in pulling it off, then you ran your hands down my sides and I trembled beneath the warmth of your touch. I found myself absorbed in the movement and gazing into your deep blue eyes. They were so beautiful. While I was caught up in that state of rapture by hands found their way to your belt and begin undoing your pants. After a few seconds they fell to the floor and you stood before me in naught but a pair of black silk boxers with hearts all over them. Your hard cock was fighting it’s way out of your shorts, there as no way to hide that. You deftly removed my jeans with one simple motion. When the cool air blew on my legs I felt a damp spot on my silk thong. I felt better to know that I hadn’t been the only one spending the evening in sexual misery. I had not been wearing a bra under my sweater so now we only had undies to take off. Simultaneously we both dropped out drawers. My stomach began to churn when we both stood there bare as a baby’s butt. I fought the urges.
When I realized how horny I was actually getting I grabbed the sp
inner and told you that your left foot was supposed to be on green. You seemed amused at my attempt to ease the tension. When you trudged to the mat you nearly tripped on the edge. I couldn’t help but giggle. You picked on me about it as you set your foot on a green circle. You spun me a left hand blue so I tired to distance myself from you on the mat.
As the hour passed by and the fire began to dwindle the game brought up to closer proximities. The only light was now the seemingly huge moon outside and a few candles. The flickering embers appeared to animate the furniture the shadows danced around the room. Nothing could stop the cold from invading the room. Eventually I found myself in a rather awkward position beneath you. I lost because of it. You still had a big ‘problem’ and it was pointing at me. I couldn’t stay where I was any longer because the giggles rendered me helpless. You just laughed along but when I snorted you fell too! Directly on top of me! Immediately the laughter ceased. You raised your self just far enough for to allow a minute area between our naked bodies. Must have been a reflex or something but I reached my hands to your shoulders and ran my fingertips down your back. I could see the goose bumps appearing all over your sexy body. Seconds later a sigh escaped your mouth. I couldn’t help it my heartbeat had quickened to an extreme pace. I wanted more.
You leaned in near my ear and asked if I would mind for you to go get a blanket because the draft was getting really chilly. I was grateful for the reprieve if for but even a moment. You came back bearing two glasses of Chardonnay and the beautiful quilt from your room. I had moved the mat and poked the fire while you were gone. I grabbed the glasses and gave you a hand at lying down on the down pillows at my side.
It was about two AM now. The house was dead silent minus the slight crackling of the fading fire. I was nestled under the blanket right up next to your chest where I could see your eyes. You wrapped your arm around me and held me tight. The ‘issue’ had gone down a bit but it was still invading my space. My hand ran up and down your back and I played with your hair. You had been caressing my breasts and looking at me with such intensity my only thought was to ease your pent up tension that arose earlier in the evening.
I let my fingers glide across you cool skin at I moved them to caress your sack. You jerked slightly when my cold fingers grasped it in my hand. Then my hand moved to wrap around your swollen cock. The emotions over took me and I reached up to pull your face to mine. I kissed your lips and ran my tongue behind your ears as I gently nipped your earlobes. With every slight kiss or touch your breathing quickened. With each passing second you seemed to hold me tighter. I focused on you inviting lips and ran my finger across them one at a time to cause the slightest tickle. You pushed my hand away and kissed my forehead. As your tongue darted in and out of my mouth I caught it once and sucked on it ever so gently. With that sensation your entire body tensed up all at once. I sensed the urgency.
I deftly began to calm you down with long slow strokes at first. With the first you gave a groan. You grabbed my ass and moved me up on the pillow. From there your neck was easily accessed. You swept your hand down my belly to my enticing pussy. The anticipation was dreadful. I couldn’t take it anymore. All I wanted was for you to take me. I wanted to feel every inch of you within me.
You spread my lips with your soft touch and felt the moistness. You slid in your fingers one at a time to open me up. I couldn’t stand anymore. I was kissing your neck and sucking your ears. I gave in, I had to, to prevent either of us any further torture. I gently and slowly moved your throbbing cock to my warm inner flesh. You met my movements with gratitude and jerked your hips to place yourself barely inside of me. As you crossed the ‘threshold to my womb’ we both gasped. Our inane reflexes stepped up a notch as you rolled on top of me. Your rhythm was perfect, it pleasured both of us at the same time. I clung tight to your shoulders as you thrusted in and out of my tight hole. Every now and then a groan would seep past our lips. I arched my back to stay in rhythm with you. Although it was freezing cold in the house, beads of sweat began to appear all over your body and trickle down your sides. My hair was damp and started sticking to my face because of the workout.
Suddenly you paused and reached up to smooth my hair from my face. You kissed my cheek and ran your lips across my damp forehead. The gentle touch in the middle of the heated commotion caused my heart to skip. That may not have been my first sexual encounter. But next to the first time, with you, nothing could have compared to that very moment in front of the dissipating flames. Right then, at that moment, you were giving me the most incredible pleasure ever I had ever felt.
Your concentration returned to the activity in progress and your pace increased. With each thrust you took a deep breath. I wrapped my legs around your waist in order to allow you to enter me entirely. The intensity with which you pounded away at my petite little body began to get rough. I moaned in anticipation of each impending movement. Nearing the end you moved like crazy. I tried my best to keep up with you, but I was beginning to get exhausted. I screamed as you released all that power within me. Your last thrust penetrated so far that I had to back away to ease the pressure as you blew your warm gooey load all inside my pussy. I went limp and you collapsed on me. I coaxed you to roll over and from there I snuggled up for a hot second and held you. Then I crawled down and gently licked the mixture of our fluids off your now limp cock.
Tired and worn out from the excitement we curled up on the rug by the fire, which was now dead and cold. There we remained throughout the rest of the early morning hours. I listened to the sounds outside for a few minutes but drifted slowly into the best sleep I had had in a long time. The morning hours brought chilly air and chirping birds. I quietly snuck p to the window after I found a tight pair of dark denim low riders, my playboy thong and a sweater, I didn’t want a bra, they suck. Through the glass I could see for what seemed like miles. The mountain was extremely different in daylight. There were Cardinals and Blue Jays flitting back and forth in the tree branches. Off in the distance I could detect a doe and fawn searching for food. The scenery was so breathtaking I wanted to wake you so badly. But you were sleeping so peacefully I hadn’t the heart to have wakened you.
Instead of interrupting your snooze time I decided to see if there was anything to be cooked. I rummaged though the kitchen and found pancake mix and chocolate chips. I made a rather tasty concoction of that mess and fixed up some iced tea. I happened upon a tray and meandered to the deck. Once it was all set up at the porch swing I roused you from your dreams and asked you to get dressed. You found clothes and wandered out where I was. Breakfast caught you off guard. But you froze when you saw the magnificent scenery. As we ate we talked about life and all our future plans. Every now and then a bird would hop along the banister or start twittering unintelligibly.
We spent the early afternoon exploring around the cabin. It was about 40* outside most of the afternoon and the snow was slowly melting. It sounded like rain. We found some sleds in the garage and went sledding behind the house. I had more fun nestled between your legs on the same sled. However, when I did it made it hard to control our destination and time after time we toppled head over heels down the side of the mountain. The last time I rode with you I got off and started making snow angels…I remembered that when I was little we used kool aid to decorate the angels. I located some in the storage room and started making a pink angel you made yours blue. They
were so pretty I had to take a picture.
It couldn’t have been earlier than 2:00 but by then I HAD to go find something to keep me occupied. I tried and tried to find something to do. Eventually I gave in and found someone. We walked in the back door and shed our wet, snow-covered clothes at the entrance. We were both all sweaty from being bundled up in the feather jackets. You looked so hot, I could hardly stand to be in the same room as you. I was wet as fish and it just kept coming. You kissed my forehead and all I could do was try not to shiver. You’re good at making me shiver, but that’s not a bad thing at all. I playfully tapped your arm and headed up stairs to get clothes and with all intentions of taking you right then.
You must have seen the twinkle in my eyes or something because you followed close behind. I had no idea you were behind me in the room, but you sure as hell let me know. As I was in the process of removing my shirt you threw me on the bed. Scared the shit out of me. Yet it made me hotter than ever. I like to be dominated, but not to an outrageous extent…just a little pushing around and pulling my hair and stuff like that. You had never done that to me. I thought I’d try something different and take the initiative.
You were propped up on your side just looking at me so I rolled over and jumped right on top of you and straddled your waist. I quickly removed your shirt. I rubbed your stomach and kissed all over your chest. Then I kissed a straight line from your belly button to your neck and nibbled your ear. By that time you had already grabbed my sides and were holding on to me. I hadn’t put on a bra that morning so I was all hanging out. My nipples showed my excitement very well. They had perked right up and you seemed mildly entertained by them. You reached my breast and pulled me to you so you could suck on my nipples. You kissed them all over and left a few territory markers (hickeys) around them. You released them and I sat up. As I did I ran my fingers down your stomach, tickling you, and stopped at your belt. The look in your eyes seemed to be pure amusement. As I undid your jeans you watched earnestly. Buttons have always given me a hard time.
Eventually I pulled them off and perched right above you just examining your body taking note of every little mark that was unique to you and loosing myself in your eyes. Curious, I finally asked what kind of cologne you wore. You giggled and told me Tommy. I realized it was a rather trivial fact that I asked for, but I was wondering all weekend. I had started trying to figure it out the night mom and I picked you and four other guys up from your house. That night we all had to cram in my mom’s car…I had to pile on you and Steve…I had never been so aroused as I was at that moment. You had, however, jogged up and gave me a hug…I just wanted to know what cologne you wore.
You changed the subject by tickling the crap out of me. I crawled to the other end of the bed to get away and as I shrieked you just lunged after me. Grabbing a pillow I started to defend myself. Soon enough we were consumed in a full-fledged pillow/wrestling fight. Again we were naked, seems it always happens that way when I’m alone with you. Doesn’t bother me though. As the pillows were flying all over a puff of feathers blew into the air. One of them had busted. Then it was a really pillow fight.
Deciding we needed to not tear up all Daniel’s pillows I laid down on one of the undamaged ones and beckoned for you to join me. You crawled up to me, one of the sexiest things a person can do. As you hovered, looking at me, I heaved a sigh of delight. This is what I had been waiting for all morning, for our bodies to collide in a heap of passionate sex. I reached under your arm to grab your slightly swollen cock and stroked it. As I did your penis became fully engorged with blood and your balls tightened up. You started to massage my cunt at the same time as my fluids coated your hand you began to get a little rougher. I knew we both needed that. I pulled and tugged at your dick as I guided it to my steamy pussy, and held it as it sank within me. Your thrusts became harder with long strokes as your balls slapped against my slightly raised ass. I stopped you in mid thrust and asked you to let me on top.
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