Snowed In Pt 02

***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.

Having a good grip, I began fucking her hard and fast, pushing myself as deep as I could go. The slap of my balls against her bare ass echoed throughout the kitchen. Rebecca, my fiance, preferred things to be slower and more passionate, so rarely was I able to truly let go and give in to my carnal side. But as I plowed into her sister at that moment, it seemed she craved that carnal side, not interested in taking things slow and easy. Yin and fucking Yang.

"Fuck, your cock is incredible, I'm going to cum again!" She cried out, throwing her head back.

Something about a woman saying she is going to cum makes me go wild. With a jolt of energy I pulled her ass off the counter, gripping her cheeks tightly in my hands and thrust into her with all I had. Seconds later she gushed, splashing the both of us with her clear love liquid as she rapidly rubbed at her clit for extra stimulation.

"FUCK YES!" Her shout rang out.

I carried her from the counter to the kitchen table where I laid her flat on her back, pulling her panties off this time and tossed them over my shoulder. Her inner thighs were soaked from squirting. I ran a hand across them, gathering the moisture and rubbed it on my cock. We didn't need extra lubrication but it was hot as fuck and seemed right. With a quick motion I was in her once again, pistoning in and out like my life depended on it. Her tits bounced with each penetration. I took them both in my hands, squeezing and kneading them.

The table was sturdy which didn't surprise me. Everything in this fucking cabin was top quality and expensive which made it super easy to fuck on. She reached between her legs and began rubbing her clit again, her painted black nails flying by in a blur.

"Think you can cum again?" I asked her while picking up the pace.

"More than likely, just don't fucking stop!"

She did in fact cum again, a stream of juices running between us. I can't lie and say that I didn't feel a small pang of jealousy at how many times women could orgasm without that stupid refractory period that men were faced with. After each orgasm, I'd have to wait for a good expanse of time to pass before another would happen. At least a good one.

I looked out the back door to our left which led out onto the wrap-around patio where the hot tub was. I'd never had sex in a hot tub and the thought of making that happen was tugging at me.

"As much as I love getting fucked on every surface in here, this table isn't comfortable." Said Annie.

I slid out of her and we made our way to the living room. The sun was shining in all its glory outside, filling the cabin with golden light as opposed to the dull gray I was getting used to. Annie knelt on the couch in front of the big window and turned to look at me over her shoulder with sultry eyes, begging for more ravaging. While still watching me, she reached between her legs and spread her pussy, rubbing gently at her clit. It was a very welcoming sight.

"I don't need the extra enticing." I admitted as I walked over and dropped to my knees.

I pushed my tongue back into her pussy, eating her out from behind as she extended her rear to me. I grabbed handfuls of her ass, squeezing it with each hand while I lapped at her moist pussy. I felt like going further so I licked from her clit, moving across her entire pussy and bridged the gap between it and her asshole, letting my tongue brush the tight puckered ring.

"I was wondering when you'd lick my ass, big guy. I was thinking that would stay between you and my sister and was getting jealous." Annie said with a shudder.

I focused my licks on her anus, doing small circles around the rim and teasing her hole. Although I confided in Annie that I had at one point eaten Rebecca's ass, I hadn't gone into the details which in truth are somewhat lackluster. I had been eating Rebecca out and had decided to take a gamble to test something I'd been curious about. As my tongue brushed across her asshole, she had pulled away in shock, not expecting such an act. She hadn't been upset but confided in me that it wasn't something she really cared for. So I hadn't done it again.

I serviced Annie's clit with my thumb while still licking her ass. I pushed my tongue into her hole, feeling the tight rim gripping it as I did. Annie panted heavily and I heard her hand connect with the window, making me jump unexpectedly.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." She said. "You can keep doing that."

I laughed and continued with my ministrations, exploring her with my tongue. I then stood up and grabbed her hips, pushing my cock against her pussy, letting it glide between her lips. Her moisture coated my shaft and I worked myself into her. Sex in general is amazing, but in doggystyle, when you can really grab and go; that's my all-time favorite.

"God, you feel so fucking good." I said.

She pushed against me, forcing her way down the length of my dick until bottoming out. With a good handle on her hips, I gave it my all. It wasn't long until she was against the window over the back of the couch, both hands on the glass. I fucked her from behind, throwing all caution to the wind as I thrust with reckless abandon. And now we have arrived where I started.

"Pull my hair." She commanded.

With her hair balled into my fist and the noises she was making, I felt my own orgasm approaching. I eyed her hungrily from behind, the curve of her hips, her juicy ass, long black hair... She was euphoria in human form. I continued fucking her as my balls began to tighten, signaling an imminent release.

"I'm going to cum, it's close." I warned, letting go of her hair to grab onto her hips.

"Good, cum inside of me, I want it all!"

"But I-" I started to say.

"I'm on the pill, we're fine! For the love of god, you better cum in my pussy!"

That was all the confirmation I needed. With a few quick humps, I shot my seed deep into Annie, moaning aloud with each spurt of cum. I pushed into her and held my position, pulling her close as my orgasm finished. Annie leaned against the cold window which undoubtedly felt good against her slick, sweaty skin.

Although I had already blown my load, her pussy felt fucking amazing, so I attempted a round two. I still had a grip on her waist, so I began thrusting, my sensitive cock tingling like an angry hornets nest.

"Again, huh? Trying to keep up with me on orgasms?" She asked, keeping her hands planted firmly on the glass.

"No promises, but I'm not ready for this to end." I admitted, humping quickly.

I gave it my all from behind for several minutes, taking in the beautiful sights of the snow-covered trees and clear blue skies, along with Annie's sweat-slicked back and perfect ass as I plowed into her while she was planted against the now smudged window. I would have paid good money for a painting of this exact scene in all its glory.

Realizing that another orgasm was not in the cards for me at this moment, I slowed my motions and rested against her back, wrapping my arms around her. I stepped away, pulling her with me in an attempt to keep the mess contained. We waddled into the kitchen in a weird connected motion, my cock still inside of her and her hand between her legs to catch the jizz that started to drip. We grabbed a towel and separated, quickly positioning it between her thighs.

"Be a good boy and get this place cleaned up will ya? I'm going to shower." Said Annie with a wink.

I looked around at where we had been. "Oh I see, you make the majority of the mess and leave me to clean up huh? Hardly seems fair."

"Well, if you weren't so good about making me explode, perhaps you wouldn't have your work cut out for you." Said Annie, looking around curiously. "Where the hell are my panties?"

"I took them off on the table and threw them," I said looking into the kitchen.

"Wow, that's impressive." Said Annie, walking to the island counter.

Above the island, suspended from the ceiling, was a huge rack with pots and pans hanging from hooks. Dangling next to a pan were her panties, the black heart facing us.

"What can I say? I'm an impressive guy." I joked.

She snagged them from the hook and wandered into the hall toward her room. "In more ways than one." She said as she disappeared from view.

I heard her door close down the hall as I stood bare-ass naked in the kitchen with my cock going limp between my legs. I pulled on my boxers and began wiping up the various puddles across the kitchen and adjoining dining room. Satisfied that the surfaces were again dry and clean, I wandered into the living room where I stopped in my tracks, laughing to myself.

The window behind the couch was definitely a sight to behold. Hand prints streaked across the otherwise crystal clear surface, with other smudges in the middle from her forehead and chest. I thought of taking a picture and keeping it in a secret folder in my phone, but the less evidence about what happened at this cabin the better, so I grabbed the window cleaner from below the kitchen sink instead.

Having the room to myself, trapped in my own thoughts, the guilt began to seep into the corners of my mind. Although the smudges on the window were easy to remove, the permanent smudges of my conscience were there to stay. With each wipe of the rag, I felt more and more guilt at the recent circumstances and how easily swayed I was into breaking an oath that I gave to Rebecca. With her fucking sister, no less.

I plopped on the couch and set the rag and cleaner on the coffee table. I thought long and hard about what I was going to do and how I was going to approach this situation when the foreboding reality settled back into my life. Eventually, Annie and I would return to our regular routines; her with whatever she did with her time, and me with Rebecca, planning our wedding and future lives. But the more I thought about it, the more I began to worry about keeping this thing a secret.

I put the cleaning stuff away and wandered to my own room, my feet working on autopilot. I entered and shut the door, grabbing my phone to see a text from Rebecca.

"So glad the storm is over, hopefully that means we can find a way up there! I miss you so much!" Rebecca's message read.