***Hello and welcome to part 2 of my series, Snowed In! I wanted to thank you all for your comments and suggestions with part 1 and for urging me forward to make this series. I hope you enjoy this chapter and that it fulfills some of those...holes that were absent in the first chapter. Let me know what you think in the comments!***
Annie fogged the window as her breaths exploded from her mouth. Her hands were plastered against the cold glass on either side of her and periodically- after a rather hard thrust from yours truly- her tits would collide with it as well, leaving slick streaks.
"Pull my hair!" She commanded.
Who was I to deny her what she wanted? I grabbed a handful of her long, black hair and twisted it in my fist, tugging it with some force. She cried out and it echoed throughout the living room, making my lust for her increase. I tested the waters and tugged a little harder and as she followed with a satisfied grunt, I knew she was fucking loving it.
I pushed myself into her with more vigor than I knew I possessed, my hips slapped against her perfect bare ass as I fucked her on the sofa in the cabin living room. We hadn't started there, but rather ended up on the couch after our careless, nude fucking spree throughout the space we found ourselves in, alone and horny.
As I mentioned before, I often get ahead of myself, so allow me to backpedal just a tad. But don't worry, it's all good. After our sudden intimate moment last night, Annie and I had both found ourselves in a rather... awkward situation. After I anxiously slept most of the day away- something she did as well- we ended up back in the living room, where the prior nights instigations had begun. If you were to ask me if I thought anything else would have happened between us, I would have said absolutely not. Yet here we were, and it continued with a question.
"Well, what do you want to do, big guy?" She asked.
"I'm good with whatever, what did you have in mind?"
She didn't answer me, at least not verbally. She just looked into my eyes as if contemplating her next words. Those blue, dagger-shooting eyes completely locked on me. After our conversation this morning, I would have put money down that what we did last night was a one and done, an act we both agreed wouldn't continue. But as I sat there, staring into those pools of blue that surround her pupil, a sly smile breaking her lips, I wasn't so sure anymore. Perhaps this weekend was truly just beginning.
"Well," she said, still holding my gaze. "The last time we played a game, things escalated pretty quickly."
"Shocker, who would have thought truth or dare would have done that?" I asked, really laying on the sarcasm.
She rolled her eyes. "We have some movies to watch, but I don't like watching movies without snuggling. And after what happened, I worry snuggling would only lead to more exciting things. After all, a cock like yours is truly hard to come by, and if I snuggle up next to it, I'm going to want it in my mouth."
"Just your mouth?"
"Well, to start with yes. Make it nice and wet so it slides inside of me easier." Her blue eyes started to pull me back in.
Every word she said to me was intoxicating and in no time I found myself yet again in her presence with a dilemma. I wanted to blame the night prior on the alcohol, to say that I wasn't thinking straight. But that would be a lie. I wanted to fuck Annie then, and I found myself wanting to fuck her now, which was very evident from my rock hard erection.
"I wondered if you would make it hard for me to deny you, after what we did." I said, tugging at my sweats.
"Can you blame me? I'm pretty sure you weren't complaining as I took your cumshot down my throat either."
"Nope, no complaints. I wouldn't even say I have regrets, not completely at least. But it does make me wonder how the fuck we continue after this, especially if we keep going." I admitted.
"If?" She asked, her eyes squinting at me.
"Yes, if. Do I want to fuck you again? Absolutely I do. But where does it end? What happens when Rebecca and your family get here?" I asked.
"Look, they aren't going to be here for a couple of days, if they are lucky, which leaves us plenty of time alone. We can spend that time being miserable, masturbating and taking care of ourselves, or we can fuck each other senseless. If it were up to me, instead of going into my room and breaking a nail while finger-fucking myself to the thought of being filled with your impressive dick, I'd rather actually be filled with your impressive dick!" She said, waving her arms around as she spoke.
"It's hard to argue that point. I've got a hard-on like you wouldn't believe. I just want to make sure we aren't being careless. We're going to have to face reality at some point."
"Sure," she said, again rolling her eyes. "But do you really want to sit here and pretend we aren't both horny and eager to go crazy?"
I looked out the window behind her, noticing for the first time since being here that the snow had stopped falling. She turned around to look, following my gaze. She then gave me an inquisitive look, waiting for my response.
"Alright, fuck it. Let's go crazy."
*
I checked in with Rebecca, a quick text to let her know that the snow had stopped falling and it looked like the bulk of the storm had finally passed on its way North. The service was spotty so I had to resend it a few times until it finally delivered. I hadn't noticed Annie behind me, in the doorway to the room. She is a sneaky one.
I turned to head back to the living room, erection deflated just a tad but still ready for action, and was met with my sweats being yanked down. My cock sprang free and in no time at all was being sucked into Annie's mouth as she knelt in front of me. Her hair had been pulled up into a pony and was out of her face.
"Wasting no time I see." I said with a gasp.
"Mmmnmm." She moaned around my cock, sending vibrations down my shaft.
I grabbed the back of her head as I helped push myself deeper into her mouth, brushing the back of her throat with the tip of my dick. I was surprised as no gags emanated from her; either she was super practiced in the art of sucking dick or she didn't possess a sensitive gag reflex. Perhaps it was both.
She reached down her leggings and began to rub at her pussy while sucking me off, the other hand was stroking my cock in coordination with her mouth.
"Fuck, you're good at this." I said.
She pulled away from me with a pop sound, her vivid blue eyes thanking me in her expressive non-verbal way. She attempted to pull me through the door into the hallway, but I had other plans. I pulled her back and picked her up. With a spin, I tossed her onto the bed on her back and quickly tugged her leggings off. This time she was wearing panties, a purple pair with a black heart on the crotch. I jumped on the bed and plunged my face between her thighs. I kissed at her pussy over the fabric of her panties and could already feel the moisture accumulating. She reached down and ran her fingers through my hair, which sent shivers down my spine.
"Eat my pussy, eat it like you mean it!" She commanded me.
I slid her panties to the side, exposing her gorgeous folds and the pale pink flesh between. With a focused motion, I ran my tongue from the bottom of her cunt to the top, flicking my tongue across her clit, her back arched at the sensation. I went back at it, pushing my tongue between her labia and teasing her entrance on my way to her swelling clit. I grabbed her thighs, pulling them towards me for a better angle, allowing me to push my tongue into her moist entrance. With tiny circles, I explored her pussy with my tongue, savoring the sweet taste of arousal as it grew within her.
"Yes, yes, just like that!" She exclaimed.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, flicking my tongue rapidly across it as I did, moaning through it all to add another sensation. She tugged at my hair and her breathing began to quicken. She began bucking into my face, her pussy colliding repeatedly with my extended tongue. She used me as her own personal pleasure object, and I loved it.
I slid a finger into her tight opening while continuing to service her clit, curling my pointer back in a "come here" motion, hitting her G-spot. The sounds of her wet pussy were exotic as my finger and tongue pushed her closer to orgasm. I picked up the pace, both in finger-fucking her and licking and after a few moments she cried out, her pussy contracting around my finger. A tiny stream of ejaculate squirted from her cunt into my face and mouth, dampening the sheets below us.
"I fucking love when you do that!" I admitted.
"I fucking love that you make me do that!" She replied, her breathing erratic.
She sat up and pushed me off the bed, this time successfully dragging me out of the room and into the kitchen.
"Fuck me on the counter!" Said Annie.
I picked her up and set her on the counter, pulling her to the edge so I could access her pussy. She tugged off her shirt, releasing her perky breasts before pulling mine off as well. She ran a hand down my chest before grabbing my cock, pulling me towards her. With a quick motion, I pushed her panties to the side again and thrust in with ease, burying myself up to my balls.
She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me in tight. I fucked her slowly at first, savoring every fucking inch of her internal warmth. Her heightened arousal felt good as her slick interior walls gripped me completely.
"Faster," she said, her tone dripping with lust. "Fuck me harder!"
"You like it hard, huh?" I asked, wrapping my hands around her lower back.
