Fresh snow had softly fallen, dusting everything with its cold beauty, when Kay and I decided to go for a brisk evening walk. It sparkled in the moonlight, like tiny glass shards. Kay's hair glinted in a soft reddish tint and framed her creamy, flushed cheeks and forehead. She looked beautiful in the glow of the moon as we walked along hand in hand. I looked...
A Devilish smile crossed my face as she asked me what was behind my back. "A surprise. I think you'll really like it." "Ooh, what is it" "You'll see" Kay, my current lover lounged across the bed. "My roommate won't be back till tomorrow, we can have all the fun we want." I brought out my surprise: a blue plastic freezy-pop. " I saw it and thought of...
The purple streaks running down my chest and tummy were deliciously cold and exciting I could smell the scent of grape in the air. Chet and I had teased for a couple of hours and it was beginning to get serious who could resist a grape Popsicle? The foreplay had been great and I was wet and sweaty and of course stimulated almost to the point of not being ab...
Twenty-First Installment in the "Latina" Series of Erotic Tales Hi, loyal Latina readers. It's me again, Frank. It has been a long time since you have heard from me directly, but you know about me from my wife's erotic stories of our truly hot love life. You might even remember that I wrote two of the early stories in the Latina series, "Latina's Husband" a...
The cold weather that settled in overnight had not yet dissipated and she shivered as she awoke. The morning sun had not been warm enough to make for more comfortable weather but she struggled to get out of bed nonetheless. In the kitchen, she waited for the water to boil, perhaps her tea will make her feel better she thought as she stood against the counter...
The chalet is on the mountain, off of the beaten path isolated and private. Our bags are delivered by snow mobile, as are the supplies. We take the gondola to the top of the mountain and ski to our chalet in the woods. It is difficult to find, the trails narrow and not well marked. And isolated. We arrive and get situated. I take a long hot shower while you...
The last hundred miles have been driven in total silence. We are both tired and angry. The very long drive has taken its toll. The strain of the argument we had over an hour ago lingers. Neither one of us has the desire to patch things up. We both just want the drive to be over. It is late. It is very dark. And it is cold. Very cold. The thermometer on the d...
He knocked on my door promptly at 8pm. I opened the door, and his eyes slid quickly down my body. "Very nice, but aren't you going to be cold? It's only 50 degrees out there." I smiled, "I'll be okay." He was right - the little black dress and sexy high heels were no match for the breezy spring chill, my coat doing nothing to protect me. However, I kept q...
He tried to ask her with his eyes why he was trapped in this room. He wanted to know why he kept dying here only to come back to life in this room again. He had to get an understanding as to why... ____________________________________________ ...he was back in this damned room every time he died in it. Why does he keep waking up, standing with his back to...
I can't explain how the idea first came to me, but it instantly appealed in the most bizarre way. I was sitting in the lounge, which looks out onto the garden through large French windows, as snow fell in a steady flurry of thick, fluffy flakes. As I sat and sipped my tea, these flakes piled up, slowly amassing into a thick, crisp blanket of snow. By the tim...