The snow was cold on my bare feet. Rising above my ankles, I trotted through it and removed the cover from the hot tub. I remembered a video showing nudes running as flakes settled on their bare skin. I marveled at the sensations that they must be feeling and wondered what it would be like to be naked in the snow. The cold flakes kissing their skin. It was as sensual as I had imagined then.
The steam rose from the water, inviting me to slide in. The snow was cold on my skin as I slid over the edge of the pool, feeling the cold snow pass over my skin.
I had volunteered to open the tub, and I lay in the warm water, waiting for my love to join me. It was late at night. We had done this only a couple of times before and were yet to have been caught. She was reluctant at first, but I think that the possibility of being observed added to the excitement for both of us.
She came from the room onto the deck. She was having a hard time maneuvering through the deep snow, and I could tell that she was not enjoying the sensations in the way that I was.
I watched as her naked body slid over the edge of the tub. The hair barely covered her pubis. Her nipples stood out from the cold, and I could see the goose bumps that had formed on her skin. Though she didn't believe it, her body was just right for me, exciting each time I saw it.
I swam over to her, gazing into her eyes. I could read the anticipation, the wonder, and relief of reaching the warm water. She smiled and I placed my lips over her mouth, gathering her into my arms, holding her against my chest. We were weightless in the warm water. Our limbs intertwined, holding us as one in the water. Her breasts pressed against my chest, her legs wrapped around my waist; holding my penis at the opening to her vagina.
My tongue probed her mouth, and then I kissed her on the chin, and down her jaw bone, her neck. I felt her body open to me as desire took hold. Taking mouthfuls of her flesh, my hands cupped her ass and I moved her so that I penetrated her pussy. It was tight around my cock and I could feel the difference of its warmth and moisture from that of the water. I held her cheeks, clenching them with my fingers, and letting the tips slide between.
I leaned back against the edge of the tub, with my ass resting on a step. Her body moved on top of me. I could feel my cock sliding deeper with each of her strokes. I watched her face as she moved on me, her eyes close, her mouth closed, uttering small moans.
The moon was full and shining through breaks in the clouds. When it was out, with the snow, the darkness disappeared and it was almost like daylight out; it was much brighter than when we had done this before. The brightness may be why I saw the couple standing on the balcony above us.
I could see, in the moonlight, that they were not offended by the sight. It looked more like they were excited by it. They watched her move on top of me. I am sure that they had a view of all.
I held onto her, and began thrusting with her movements. The idea of being watched only excited me more. I drove myself deeper inside her, and began sliding my tongue over her breasts. My cock inside her and my mouth touching her breasts was almost sure to bring her to orgasm.