Snow!

I woke at first light this morning. You know that feeling when something is different, but you can’t quite work out what it is? Well, something was different, and when I looked out onto this amazing, white world, my heart sang! We always get a lot of snow, but it’s been very late arriving this year. Still, it’s here now, and in abundance. 

I couldn’t wait, and pulled on some joggers (no panties) and a thick hoodie, and some boots and trudged out into the whitenesss. It’s was snowing those huge, sticky snowflakes that limits visibility to only a couple of feet, and settles beautifully. 

It always seems to feel warmer when it snows than the gripping cold just beforehand. I knew where I was headed...our hot tub! The pool house is heated, and has its own laundry facility, and we keep towels down there, so I didn’t have to lug anything with me. 

On the walk there, the house soon disappeared, and I was on my own in this white world. Unzipping my hoodie and exposing my boobs made them sting with cold. My nipples hardened instantly and exquisitely painfully. Finding my way proved to be difficult and I did get disorientated in the orchard, but eventually found the wrought iron gate that leads to the pool, hot tub and sauna. The pool itself was covered in snow, (and thinking about it, quite dangerous, since it was impossible to see where the edge of the pool ended and the water begaen.) But there, steaming away nicely under its gazebo was my target. But first I wanted to do something. 

I slipped out of my boots and joggers and noticed that I had already made a mess in them. I stood for a few moments totally naked, feeling the snowflakes touch my body. It was definitely a pleasure/pain thing. And the silliness of it all! Oh isn’t that something though? You could be in another world, when it snows. Totally isolated. Yet here I was standing naked and feeling horny as fuck. 

When I couldn’t stand the cold any longer, I climbed into the hot tub and turned the jets on. Even though the water was only warm, it felt boiling on my cold skin. I knew exactly where to sit for te maximum effect and I felt.....well.....girls will understand this....you know that feeling if you jump from height into water, or fall off water skis? You get a vagina full of water, and sometimes, an enema too. On this occasion, that powerful jet filled me up as well as pounded my clit. I was up to my neck in warm water and had my legs spread wide and was, effectively, being fucked by the powerful jet. Cumming didn’t take long, and I cried out loud when the orgasm struck me. 

I tried to get the same effect by turning over and letting th jet fuck me from behind. I couldn’t get it quite right though so instead had to settle for feeling it pummel my bum hole instead. Another orgasm shattered my grip on reality! 

The thing about allowing yourself to get filled up with water is that it needs to come out again, and this is something it won’t do while your still immersed. So I set the tub back to its basic maintenance setting, and climbed out. Immediately the cold bit me all over, and I had to stand there, legs slightly apart and squeezing my internal muscles, and feeling the warmth of the expelled water trickle down my thighs. Mmmm....almost like peeing myself. 

Yes, I did consider it, but then again, yellow snow is such a give away, isn’t it. I had no doubts Ali and maybe even mum might come and use the tub this morning, and I didn’t want awkward looks or questions. 

Having stood it as long as I could, I scampered into th pool house, completed with snow covered clothes, and threw both them and me into the sauna. That was like walking into a blast furnace! (Whatever one of those is). I lay naked on a bench and let the heat dry me off...and warm my clothes. Getting warm again after having been freezing cold puts me into a pleasant doze, where I am quite likely to masturbate again. This time was no different. 

Miss Brain, ever reliable, led me to a story I read here just after I joined. A girl had masturbated in her snow covered car. Hearing people walk past was a huge turn on for her, and I can appreciate how she felt. As she orgasmed the snow sloughed off one of the windows, leaving her spread-legged. I imagined I was in my car, blanked off from the rest of humanity, and gently slipped my hand between my legs. It was going nicely, building up to my third cum of the morning when MB decided to remind me that actually, I would have loved someone to stand y my car, staring between my spread legs, and watching me do myself. 

Another orgasm, different in nature rolled through me like a peal of thunder. (I love those kinds of cum). A little splash of wetness on my inner thigh was either the remains of the hot tub water, or squirt. It doesn’t really matter which. 

And so, hoodie and joggers and boots back on, I trudged my way back to the house. 

Three cums before breakfast! Cant be a bad way to start the day. As I sat at the breakfast bar, Ali appeared dressed similarly to me and headed for the door. She looked guilty, so I guess I know what she will be doing down there. I couldn’t resist a quick dig. “Mind out when you get near the pool. You can’t see where the pool edge is, and you don’t want to get wet!” She smiled and I added me tall “well...wetter than you already are!”