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 at her, and she at me. She smiled her smile, coy and mischievous.
There was no one around. It was just us, alone. For a moment, I felt we were in a bubble, as if trapped in a snow globe just before the glitter inside is disturbed and shaken. I could feel sexual energy bubbling in me as I looked at her, and felt an urge to display my passion, right then and there. We were about to approach a bench along the trail we were walking. I sat down and drew her to the bench to sit close to me. I pulled her face to mine and gave her a soft, succulent kiss. Our lips met and the warmth was sensational. Breathing in the cold air through our mouths, our slippery tongues meeting, twirling, wanting so badly to be inside each other's mouth. She whimpered with want and my pants tightened as my cock got harder.
Our kisses became quicker and sloppier, and the saliva on our lips and necks became cool. It didn't matter though, as both of our bodies became warmer with our arousal. By that time I wanted her hands on me, servicing me. I took her hand and rubbed it on my hard cock. She stroked it with soothing and gentle fingers.
"Mmm," she moaned.
Kay pulled away with sudden reason.
"Wait, what if we get caught..."
"Don't worry about it. Look around. There's no one here." I softly argued and continued on kissing her face and neck.
"But, it's cold," she disputed.
"Do you honestly feel cold now?" I said in disbelief.
"...N-no...," she said.
"Good, I want this now, and I don't want to wait," I said, with undisguised lust.
I leaned in again and kissed her neck. I swirled my tongue in a circle softly, and I felt I could distract her with this as I slowly unzipped her winter jacket. I felt for her shirt. Good! Buttons. I undid the first three, and caressed her hefty breast. I could feel a taut nipple protruding from the thin fabric of the bra, and pulled at it. Her back arched slightly and she gave me a satisfied moan. I could feel the warmth of her hand on my thigh now, and it made my cock flutter again. She slowly slithered her away along the inside of my thigh and up to my cock.
"Oh...mmm," I managed to utter, my brain getting wrapped up in lust.
We were breathing heavily and I managed to notice that she was undoing the button and zipper on my jeans. Yes! I wanted to feel the cold air and her warm hand wrap around my cock. I could feel her searching for it, until she entered my boxers from the top. I could feel her hand drift softly down, teasing me with her fingers. Finally, she hastily grabbed my cock, jerking it with a purpose. The feeling of the cold air and her warm hand on my cock was just as I'd imagined. Now I wanted her mouth around it.
