Change in the weather

It's supposed to snow here tonight.

The air outside is clean, cool and crisp as I inhale deeply.. only to watch the breath escape from my lips as I exhale in a puff of steam wafting towards the sky.

I had a busy day.
I'm tense a bit... I need a release in a bad way.

But onto my thought... Have you ever had sex in the snow?

I'm not talking about clothed, with unzipped snow suits and appendages hanging out to meet with a hot spot. Clumsily hurrying to just get it over with so you can say you did it...

No.

I'm talking about full on nakedness in the ice cold blanket of frosty fluff. If you're doing it right you don't even notice how god damn cold you are until after it's done, and if even if you do notice... you don't care. Feeling somebody full and hot inside of you... or, being enveloped inside your lover; moist and heated.

Fornication in the slippery silence that is winter, with nobody around but you and your partner loving each other without abandon. Yes, it's unforgettable.

Ever notice how the snow seals the ground creating a soft echo of your moans when you cum? Sound waves reverberating through the thick winter blanket that covers the trees... It's the most beautiful heavenly sound I've ever heard.

Or how the snow pack kinda melts around your bodies as you're fucking?

Creating the best kind of snow angel ever.


It's supposed to dump snow here... tonight.

So all ya'll perverts better stay out of my backyard tomorrow.