Let It Snow.....Oh Please!

The heater in my car is, to use a technical mechanical term, fucked. It never seems to get warm. Someone told me that the thermostat need replacing, but like most students, I’m permanently broke.  Getting in was fun with the door lock frozen. Once inside, I was in a winter wonderland. A bluey white light crept in through the layer of snow, and it was like being in a snow cave. I started the engine, although I knew it wouldn’t have much of an effect, but it did let me use the seat warmer though, so soon my bum was nice and toasty. And then.....hmmmmm.....I could hear the crunch of people walking past my car, but here was I, hidden from view. Well, what else could I do?  Of course, I had to be wearing jeans today. Fucking Hell Becky! Anyway, I popped the button and undid the zip and wriggled them down to below my knees.  Still fucking freezing, but nice though. Panties next. Almost immediately that scent rose up.....my scent.....the scent that says Becky’s ready. The thought that people were walking past me and that maybe the snow would slough off a window any second. mmmmmm sexy! Ok, I admit the masturbation that followed wasn’t very sophisticated, but sometimes, well, a quickie can be nice too, right?  I came biting my hand so I didn’t cry out.  As it was getting no warmer, I turned the engine off. It’s too icy for me to drive today anyway. What was I thinking. I trudged round the car to the pavement and decided to go for a walk. I love the sound of wellies in fresh, thick snow. That lovely crunch! I’ve always envied guys when it snows. They can write their names in it.....lol. Then I wondered.....maybe I could!  I turned the corner towards a farmers field. There’s a footpath across it leading to a wood. It really did look picture postcard perfect. Yellowy looking sheep against the perfect whiteness of the snow, and the wood beyond, bare and stark against the skyline.  Once out of the sight of anyone for miles around, (and yes, this time I made sure there was no one for miles) I undid my jeans again. Pulling them and my panties down was much colder than in the car. I decided to pee standing up, because I couldn’t see how I could possibly spell “Becky” from a squat.  I didn’t manage anything remotely readable though. Maybe the B wasn’t too bad, but the rest was a mess.  When I’d finished, I just stood there for a minute or two, exposed to the world.  I’ve made a list of stuff. It keeps changing, but some things are really standing out as things I want to do.  1) older man....I’ve said that before, I think. 2) threesome. MMF or FFM. Or maybe even FFF....who knows? 3) getting caught. I’ve defimitely decided I want to be caught playing with myself by a total stranger. 4) be fucked by someone without me even knowing his name....maybe linked to No. 3? 5) anal. Not just playing with myself there....I mean taking a cock in there.  6) more pee play.  I’ve been talking with Kate. She has a lot of roleplay fantasies she wants to live out. Some involve canes and whips....others are more acting. She hasn’t told me the details, but there are things she wants us to do to and with each other.  I saw a dirty video recently online. In it, a girl leaves her panties where her sister’s boyfriend will find them. I think I’d like someone to find and use my used panties. I must think how I’m going to do that.  Well....we are all going out to visit my first mum’s mum....my birth grandma. It’s a very strict house, so I better behave myself. We’ve all got to go too. No get out of jail card. My new mum, the woman dad married after mum died isn't invited. As a protest, dad won’t visit gran....it’s just us kids. It’s going to be a loooooong afternoon!