I inhale deeply; the air is crisp and clean. A cold snowy winter playground surrounds us; moonlight shining upon the otherwise dark forest. The nearby lake is frozen, jagged boulders slicing through the ice. We walk very aware we are alone in this winter wonderland. The silence is peaceful as I sit down and listen to nature. Always one to embrace opportunity, I push you into a snow bank and laugh that you can no longer stand up from the deep snow. I crawl across to you and pull off your hat, as your dark hair falls into your face; I stare into your clear blue eyes. I feel your soft lips brush against my face searching, hungry for mine. As you attempt to rise from the mound of snow I push you back down forcefully, pinning you down and kiss you. Then I offer my hand to you and we rise and begin to walk through the moonlit woods. You can hear the ice crunching below our boots as we walk through the glazed white surface.
We come to an old barn; I lead you inside to warm up from the cold. The barn having been abandoned long ago requires further investigation. As we look around we see some old wheel barrels, gardening tools, a dusty wood burning stove with a box of damp cold firewood next to it, an old wooden army chest filled with wool blankets and gun ammunition. There are also piles of hay and old corn feed. We peer up to witness a hole in the roof where the full moon is lighting the barn and notice a loft. Ever the explorer, I urge you to go with me and investigate. Fearing it's not safe you offer to go first. We climb an old wooden ladder and as we walk around the loft we now have a view of the entire barn. The old wooden beams are thick and knotty, however still obviously very sturdy. We look up to the stars as blowing snow dances around the night sky.
Standing against you I lean my hips into you. The warmth of you envelopes me and I hold you tight. I brush your hair out of your face as you look at me and smile. Tenderly taking my face into your hands you kiss me passionately. You suggest trying to get the wood-burning stove fired up for a little heat and since my hands and feet are very cold I anxiously follow you downstairs. After checking the chimney integrity, we have wood but now must find a way to light the fire we have built. I see some oil lamps over by the shelves of gardening tools and search for a fire starter. I find a book of matches and run them over to you. Since the wood is damp you suggest emptying one of the oil lamps on to the wood to assist with the fire starting. To our pleasure the stove operates like it was just used yesterday. Steam now billows from the chimney as the fire is burning and warming us. You get out one of the wool army blankets and lay it down in the loft, motioning to me to come back up to the loft with you stating "heat rises we can get warm up here". Knowing what is really on both our minds I follow not even noticing the cold draft from the hole in the roof.
We barely even get to the blanket before we are entwined as one. I can taste the salt from your sweaty skin in my mouth as well as the outdoor scent of snow on you. We undress each other, after what we crave from the depths of our souls. I start to kiss and nibble my way down your broad shouldered chest to your muscular thighs and then take in what I really want. Your manhood is thick and throbbing as I take you into my mouth. I dangle over your face teasing as I lick and eat you from top to bottom and back again. The ripe scent of us fills the room. My nerve endings are overloaded with the feeling of heat and desire between us, I start to tremble. I move and lay down next to you, you spoon me sliding into me full and deep. As you kiss my neck, I enjoy the very full and aroused state of my breasts. Then feeling like I am about to burst, I move you for better leverage. You feel hard as iron and thick while warm inside me. Not being able to withhold any longer I let out a loud scream, "Oh My God! You feel so good!" We could swim in my wetness. Not ready for this lovemaking session to end, I go down to taste myself all over you, I just want to devour you and I do until you tell me with your moans that your at the brink of ecstasy so I stop and instead slide on to you again enjoying the fullness of our connected bodies.
