Snow Kissed Sin: Christmas Heat (L)

The rain hammered against the windows of the remote cabin, each drop a frantic drumbeat against the silence. Just as the blizzard reached its peak, my phone buzzed, a jarring intrusion into the cozy, snow-dusted haven I’d built for us. A text from my wife, Sarah, flashed across the screen: “I’m watching the video from this morning, cum watch it with your sexy wife! She’s ready for more…”

A primal heat surged through me, instantly solidifying my cock into a rigid, demanding weapon. I yanked on my boots, grabbed my parka, and practically sprinted through the swirling snow to the front door, the insistent pull of desire a tangible force. The drive was slick and treacherous, but adrenaline fueled my every movement. As I pulled into the driveway, the snow continued to fall, creating a pristine white landscape that felt both beautiful and isolating.

The cabin interior was just as I’d left it, a warm, inviting contrast to the raging storm outside. The fireplace crackled merrily, casting dancing shadows on the rustic wooden walls. The scent of pine mingled with the lingering warmth of our previous encounter, a potent reminder of the pleasure we’d shared. I stripped off my damp clothes, the cold air raising goosebumps on my skin, and laid them neatly on a nearby chair. My cock, already hard from the text message, swayed back and forth, a restless, eager participant in the escalating anticipation.

I made my way down the hallway, each step a conscious act of intent. The bedroom door opened onto a scene both familiar and intensely charged. The TV screen glowed with the memory of our morning’s creation – a slow-motion recording of Sarah, completely naked, caressing her own wet, throbbing pussy with a rabbit vibrator. The camera panned across her body, capturing every inch of her flesh as she explored her own pleasure. I could see the heat radiating from her, the sheer, raw desire in her eyes.

She hadn’t noticed me yet, lost as she was in her own self-exploration, but I knew she needed to be aware of my presence. A faint bell from the driveway had likely alerted her to my arrival. I crept closer, drawn to the hypnotic rhythm of her movements, the way her body moved with a fluid grace that both intimidated and thrilled me.

As I entered the room, she looked up, her eyes widening slightly in surprise. “Come to bed and watch us become one, my wonderful lover!” she exclaimed, a playful challenge in her voice.

“I missed the amazing blow job,” I replied, the words laced with genuine longing.

“Yea, it was so hot! It got my pussy so wet! Now get up here and stroke that hard cock for me!” Her voice dripped with anticipation, her body practically vibrating with the desire to be pleasured.

Without hesitation, I jumped onto the bed, grabbing the bottle of Astroglide and applying a generous amount to my cock. Kneeling beside her, I watched the video again, a silent observer of our shared ecstasy. The sensation of her wet pussy against my skin, the rhythmic pulsing of the vibrator, fueled my own arousal, pushing me closer and closer to the brink.

“How do you like watching me on the video and having me lying right next to you, fucking myself?” she asked, her voice a soft murmur against my ear.

“It’s amazing! I love to watch you pleasure yourself. Your shaved, wet pussy looks amazing!” I responded, unable to resist the urge to caress her body with my hand.

“Let’s try to watch the video all the way through before we cum,” she suggested, a playful glint in her eyes.

“I’ll try, Sexy! But seeing your luscious body has me almost to the edge right now!” My breath hitched in my throat as I fought to maintain control, the primal urge threatening to overwhelm me.

We continued to watch the video, taking care to savor each moment, prolonging the inevitable climax. The temperature in the room steadily rose, mirroring the heat building within me. As the video progressed, I heard Sarah’s voice, clear and passionate, pleading, “Not yet. I want to film my cock sliding in and out of your sweet little pussy from behind first.”

The thought sent a jolt of pure electricity through my body. The camera captured the moment as I shifted my position, bringing my cock behind her, ready to deliver the final, exhilarating push. Her body arched in anticipation, her breath catching in her throat as she prepared for the penetration. The camera focused on her face, capturing the raw emotion of the moment – the pleasure, the vulnerability, and the utter trust she placed in me.

As my cock entered her pussy, she moaned, a sound of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. The vibrations of the rabbit vibrator intensified, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel the heat radiating from her, the desperate need to be fully consumed by pleasure. The video captured every detail, every movement, every gasp of air, transforming our private encounter into a spectacle of lust and desire.

“Oh, shit, I’m gonna cum!” Sarah cried out, her voice laced with both pleasure and panic.

“Cum on my big tits again,” I replied, my voice hoarse with anticipation. “Stroke that cock and empty your balls all over me!”

Instantly, I exploded, unleashing a torrent of hot, thick cum onto her tits. The scent was intoxicating, the release both overwhelming and euphoric. She shrieked with delight, her body convulsing with pleasure.

“Now put that cock in my mouth,” she demanded, her voice a breathless plea.

I slid my cock into her mouth, savoring the taste of her wet pussy, the salty tang of her saliva mixing with my own semen. Her hands gripped my head, pulling me closer, forcing me to maintain eye contact as she licked every inch of my shaft. The pleasure was intense, primal, utterly consuming.

“I’ve never come like that twice in one day!” she gasped, her voice barely audible.

“I know! Now massage my ass and make me squirt! Give it to me the way I like it!” She instructed, her body writhing with anticipation.

I complied, kneeling before her and gently massaging her ass while she continued to stimulate herself. The vibrations of the vibrator intensified, reaching a fever pitch.

“I’m going to cum! Don’t stop massaging my ass; it feels amazing! Don’t stop. I can feel it deep in my loins! Oh, yeah, baby! Here it cums.”

As I reached the peak of my orgasm, I looked over to the TV, and there I saw my own image reflected in the screen – my cock sliding in and out of her succulent pussy, my body moving in perfect synchronization with her every move. The sight was both exhilarating and strangely detached, as if I were an observer in my own pleasure.

Her hips began to buck, her body arching in a desperate attempt to maintain control. I responded by massaging her tits, her skin soft and yielding beneath my fingertips. She whimpered with delight, pulling me closer, begging for more. As she continued to stimulate herself, she pulled the vibrator from her pussy, plunging it back into her clit. The vibrations intensified, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.

“I’m going to cum! Don’t stop massaging my ass; it feels amazing! Don’t stop. I can feel it deep in my loins! Oh, yeah, baby! Here it cums.”

I kept working her ass as I gently tweaked and pulled her nipples, her screams of ecstasy echoing through the cabin. Her hips stopped bucking and slowed to a quiver. Then she pulled the vibe from her hot, wet pussy at the same time I was pulling my cock out of her pussy in the video. She squirted as she watched me shoot hot cum all over her tits on the TV.

Collapsing beside her, I began massaging our combined juices all over her big beautiful tits! We both floated in a shared wave of pleasure, lost in the intensity of the moment.

She turned and looked at me, her eyes filled with a love that transcended words. “I love you!” she whispered, her voice filled with tenderness.

“I love you more,” I replied, pulling her close for a passionate embrace. “I’m so glad God sent you to me. You are so amazing! I know, you need a towel!”

As the blizzard continued its relentless assault on the cabin, we remained intertwined, lost in the blissful oblivion of our shared desire. The snow fell silently outside, a perfect backdrop to our intimate world, a testament to the power of lust, love, and the unforgettable Christmas Eve night we’d just experienced.

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