Snowbound

We collapsed onto the floor in front of the chair. I was holding her as we knelt on the floor, recovering from our shared climax. We sat there on the floor for quite a while, but eventually needed to return to the warmth of the fire.

I held Tammi as we sat in front of the burning fireplace. "That was perfect!" She said. "It was even better than I had imagined! We will have to do that again!"

"I was afraid that I was going too hard, too fast."

"You nearly drove me crazy when we started. My pussy was begging for more of your cock. The fire inside me was roaring! I was SO excited as you teased me with your excruciatingly slow strokes. Then when you began to really pump me it was like fireworks were exploding inside me! I CAME so hard that my legs collapsed! Then with all of my weight pressing your cock deeper inside me and my pussy convulsing around your beautiful cock, and you thrusting into my pussy as I came and came and CAME! Then I felt your cum shooting into me and the fireworks shot off all over again!"

"I did OK?"

"Mike, you did so much better than just OK. You may have spoiled me for all other men!"

"Even all those fancy college guys?"

"I haven't seen any college guys who could compare to you!"

"So, tell me about you and college." I said.

"Well, I study a lot. When I first got to college I had lots of dates, but the guys seemed to only be interested in my boobs, sex, or a combination of the two."

"Well, you do have fantastic breasts! And, from my perspective, you are great at sex!" I said.

"What's with guys and boobs? Never mind! And they had no idea how good I was at sex, because they never had the chance to find out!"

"Is that why you wear those oversized sweaters all the time?"

"Yeah, I try not to draw attention to my boobs."

"Not to sound sexist, but I'm glad that you have those beautiful breasts! I'm glad that I'm getting to see them, and I will miss it when I don't get that chance any longer."

"I'm sure! Flattery! But I want to go into medicine or medical research, so I am going to need really good grades! And if course, I will really need to know my stuff! So, I don't want to take time for the dating games."

"I guess that makes sense. But cutting yourself off from dating?"

"Well, I do have a regular date with my vibrator." She confessed, blushing.

Then she went on, "What about you and college? Isn't it about time for you to be getting your applications in?"

"Yeah. I guess that I need to go visit some schools. I was thinking about investigating physics or engineering, and I was hoping that maybe I could run track. I've done pretty well in my high school track meets."

"Well, I think that the University has good programs in both physics and engineering. I don't know much about the track team, however. Maybe you should visit? I'd be happy to show you around. I might even be able to arrange a couple meetings with faculty in those departments."

"REALLY? That would be so super! I mean, if it wouldn't be too much trouble....."

"For you, I'd do just about anything. In fact, I could probably get you a room in my dorm for a weekend when you can visit."

"Really? I don't know what to say!"

"Say that you will get an application going, and that you will come visit me!"

"OK! That's a deal! But, I think that I should put a little more wood on the fire."

"Then you should come back here and keep me warm!"

"I'm sorry. You're cold?"

"Not THAT kind of warm!"

"Oh! I may need a little more time before....."

"Don't worry, we'll think of something!"

When I returned to the rug, Tammi was lying on her back, and she encouraged me to lie down beside her. "You're a good lover because you're a good person." She said.

I didn't know what to say, so I just listened.

"You're a kind and gentle person who is willing to 'give', not just 'take'."

"Well, that's how I was raised. You get more from giving than by taking. And it costs nothing to give a smile, or a kind word, or whatever."

"But that also distinguishes you from the vast majority of people, especially guys. It's one of the things that I really like about you."

"Gee...."

"You like to touch my breasts, right? Do you think that you would like to touch my pussy?"

"You know that I do... would! You know what I mean!" I was getting excited about where this was going.

"So maybe you would like to lie there beside me, caress and stimulate my breasts, touch my pussy?"

"You bet!" I said enthusiastically. Then more cautiously, "I don't really know what you want me to do. I've never really touched or caressed a pussy before...."

"Well, I would be happy to give you some pointers as you go along." She said with a smile.

I happily rolled toward Tammi and began to gently caress her big, beautiful breasts. After a few minutes, she suggested that I take her nipple into my mouth to lick and suck gently on it. Sucking on one nipple while caressing her other erect nipple was close to Nirvana! I could do that for hours!

Tammi was clearly getting aroused, and she suggested that I gently stroke and caress her pussy lips. She was already very wet! Her pubic hair was very soft, it was a delight to run my fingers through it. Then I drew my finger up between the folds of her pussy lips. THAT elicited a moan, a good sign. I caressed her mound, only occasionally running a finger up between her pussy lips.

Her hips were rising and falling in rhythm to my strokes. "More in my pussy, please." She purred. So I began to pull my finger up between her pussy lips on almost every stroke, and I began to make sure to caress her pussy from the very bottom to the very top.

When I touched her clitoris the first time, her hips jerked upward and she exclaimed, "Yes!" I took that as another good sign.

Her hips were now truly pumping up and down with my strokes. "Slip your middle finger inside me." She instructed.

Now I was finger fucking her, sliding my finger in and out of her pussy, making sure to caress her clit on every stroke. She was panting, and her hips were fucking right back!

"When your finger is all the way in, curl it a little bit toward my tummy. You can feel a kind of rough area. That's my G-spot. Stroke it gently on each stroke, and keep caressing my clit, please. "

I was happy to oblige! She was obviously very aroused. I was going to bring her to an orgasm! I was going to watch her having an orgasm!!

With one hand constantly making gentle little circles on her clitoris, and the other one pumping in and out of her pussy, taking a little more time to caress her G-spot on each stroke, I could actually see her climax building and building within her. Her back was arched, her hips were flexing as her butt was suspended in the air. I think that she was holding her breath.... And then she exploded! Her hips were flailing, ripples rolled over her abdomen; her beautiful breasts were bouncing in rhythm to the motion of her hips. I could even imagine that I felt her pussy grabbing my finger!

I continued to gently work on her clitoris and her G-spot, and her orgasm rolled on and on. After I don't know how long, she raised a hand and said, "Enough!"

I stopped, and removed my hand. Then I curled around her and held her. After a while, we both drifted off to sleep.

It was time to put more wood on the fire when we awoke. After adding a couple more logs to the fire, I noticed that the cabin itself seemed warmer. The stones of the fireplace had warmed up and they were radiating heat into the little one room cabin.

When we had first arrived we were dangerously close to dying from hypothermia. There had been no time to investigate our surroundings. Now we were warm, dry, and happy. Now we could look around.

I had not noticed the old bed along one wall. Not that I would ever want to use it! There was no mattress, just ropes strung around the frame. I certainly wouldn't want those blankets touching me! I'm sure that they had bugs! But there was an old 'chamber pot' under the edge, and neither of us had gone pee for hours.

I pulled it out and showed it to Tammi. "Yes! I really need that!"

She squatted over the pot and let loose a stream of urine. I watched, fascinated. "You're watching me pee?" She asked somewhat indignantly.

"I think it's kind of sexy! Certainly intimate."

"Well, I would agree that it is intimate, but sexy?" She questioned.

"When you're done, I think that I would like to make a contribution, too." I added.

Then we rummaged around the cabin, looking to see what necessitates we could find. We found a couple tin pots that looked like they would hold water, an old tin cup to drink from, and a few old tea bags. That was just about all that seemed useful.

I took the two pots, went to the door, cracked it open, and scooped them full of snow. Then I put them next to the fire so the snow would melt. We would have drinking water soon.

I suggested that we should text the parents with an update on our situation. Tammi agreed. When she powered on her phone, there were four messages! Three were from her mother, expressing increasing concern (maybe panic) about our situation! One was from my father, expressing concern but confidence that we were handling the situation safely.

We composed a new message: "We are safe and fine. Have shelter, fire, water, and enough food. Storm is still bad. Will wait until we have clear weather first thing in the morning. May not start until Friday. Will turn on phone again tomorrow and provide update. Wanted chance to get to know each other, certainly having that! Love, Tamara & Michael."

As we sat on the rug in front of the fire, I commented, "You are really beautiful, do you know that?"

Tammi sort of scoffed at my comment. I continued, "No, I'm serious. You have a strong and lovely face, and you're body is to die for! Your legs and butt and tummy are firm. You know how much I love your breasts."

"Um, hum."

"But more importantly, you are a beautiful PERSON!"

"You really think so?" She asked cautiously.

"You have been gentle and kind to me and my inexperience. I screwed up on the path finding and nearly got us killed. We're stuck in this crappy little cabin. Yet you haven't complained or blamed me for anything! You have been absolutely wonderful!"

"Oh."

"I always thought that cheerleaders just went out and waved their pompoms. But you're toned and fit like an athlete! Although I DO like your pompoms!"

She playfully punched me on that! Then she said, "Cheerleading is much more physical than most people realize. And there is a stereotype. Many guys I dated expected sex on the first date. They assumed that I was easy because I was a cheerleader. And some of the girls were easy. But I didn't want sex just for sex. It needs to mean something! I can masturbate if I just want to get OFF!"

"Mean something?"

"Yes! We have a connection. It's not JUST about the sex, although the sex itself IS wonderful! I hope that you feel the same, and I hope that this is not just about being snowbound together."

We could go on? I could have a relationship with the sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world? Pinch me, I'm dreaming!

"You know, the parents' bedroom is downstairs and at the other end of the house... and we have an adjoining bathroom. Who would know if I were to come out of the bathroom and slip into the wrong bed?"

My mind was spinning! She was thinking about sleeping with me, in my bed, in our parents' house?!? YES!!!

"Would you make love to me?" She asked.

What had we been doing? I thought. "Of course!" I replied. "Any time, any where, any way you want!"

"Come caress me like you did before. Then make love to me the old fashioned way with you on top. Slow and gentle, sensuous and loving. Make LOVE to me, please."

"That would be my pleasure!" I replied.

I kissed her. Not the peck on the cheek like a brother, I REALLY kissed her! Then our tongues were dancing! I was caressing her face, and her breasts, and her tummy, and her sex!

We were both panting hard when she pulled me on top of her. My hard cock slipped easily into her wet pussy. I held it there, savoring the sensation. Then I flexed my cock, making it move inside her pussy. "Ummm." She said.

Then I began to move, pumping my cock in and out of her hot, wet cavity. Not teasingly slow, but slow enough to savor every movement and moment. I was enjoying every stroke, enjoying every single sensation. Feeling every centimeter of my cock as it slipped into her warm, wonderful pussy! I wanted this to last forever! I wanted to love this woman forever! I wanted to CUM into this woman!

My need was building. So was hers. Now her hips were pumping up to meet my every thrust. I was thrusting my cock deep into her hot, wet, slippery, welcoming pussy! She was matching my every movement. I was pumping harder into her, she was meeting me. I was thrusting deeper into her, she was rising up to meet me! I was going to CUM! She was right there with me!

Her hips were flailing. My cock was spurting. She CAME! I CAME! We both CAME, together. We CAME and CAME and CAME and CAME!

I settled on her, panting heavily. Then I slipped to her side, my arms and legs draped around her. I was spent. I was euphoric! I was in love!

When we woke up it was dark outside and the pans of snow were melted. We each drank some water, then Tammi put one pan on the coals while I went to the door to fill the other. She found a small basin so we could wash up a little once the water was warm. The soap that was in the cabin looked very questionable, so she laughed and just washed her armpits and privates with the warm water. I did the same. We air dried as we talked.

Tammi was saying that, when you leave home and go to college, you have a chance to redefine yourself. While you may not be able to totally change your personality, you can decide to be more outgoing or more studious, change how you dress, even have people call you a different name. "All of the instructors have a roster with your full name. Most ask what you prefer to be called. I am no longer Tammi, I am either Tamara, or just Mara to my friends."

"Well, I hope that I am your friend, so I would like to call you Mara."

"I'd like that very much." She replied. Then she continued, "What would you change about yourself?"

"I guess that I'd like to be a little better student. And Mike is such a plain vanilla name. Maybe I'd prefer Michael? I'll need to think about that. What do you think, Mara?"

"Michael sounds much more serious. Just NOT Mikie!"

"Heavens, NO! I don't think I've been called that since I was about three. And I didn't like it then!"

We both laughed.

"You had said that you really didn't have much experience with girls, and that you wanted to learn more...."

"I did say something like that. What do you have in mind?"

"Well, we have tried several positions for intercourse, but we haven't investigated oral sex at all."

"You like oral?" I asked, curious.

"Well, yeah! And now that we have washed up a little, it is something that we could try.... if you're interested...."

"If you like it, of course I'm interested!"

"Me first, or you?"

"You, if you will teach me."

"That would be MY PLEASURE! Let's start by getting warmed up a little. I'll lie down, now, let's kiss."

I lay down beside her and gave her a little kiss. When I had kissed her earlier, she had been responsive. So I puckered up and kissed her on the lips. She put her arms around my neck as we kissed. Then her tongue snaked into my mouth. We were tongue kissing! But before long I was no longer thinking about kissing her, I was just really kissing her. Deep, hot, sexy kisses! Our tongues were dancing together, in and out of each other's mouth, oral sex of a different kind.

Then she placed one of my hands on her breast. I knew what I was going to do with that. I caressed her breast and kissed her mouth, then her jaw, her neck, her collarbone. I kissed and nibbled and sucked on her flesh as I slowly moved downwards.

As my mouth moved slowly down her body, so did my hand. I savored the feel of her soft skin as I caressed her abdomen. Then my mouth reached her breast and my hand touched her pubic hair. I suckled on her breast as my hand revealed in the touch of her hair. I shifted my position to suck on her other nipple, freeing the other to be caressed by my free hand. I began to move the fingers of the other hand along her pussy slit.

'Mara was panting and squirming her hips as I continued to caress her breasts and lightly stroke her pussy. Then I began to move further down her body. I kissed and nibbled on the soft flesh of her abdomen as my right hand caressed her labia and stroked her wet slit. Eventually, my cheek was brushing against her pubic hair. I was approaching Valhalla.

I shifted my position so that my face was between her legs and reached around to caress one breast with my fingers while the other hand held one buttock. Then I extended my tongue to lick her pussy slit. Hmmm, not bad! Not bad at all! I could develop a taste for this!!

As my tongue drew up along her pussy slit, 'Mara moaned and raised her hips to my face. Apparently I was doing things right, so I continued. Again and again I licked up her pussy slit, tasting her nectar, occasionally delving deeper into the folds of her pussy, wiggling my tongue inside her. When my tongue licked her clit, 'Mara moaned, "Oh, yes!"

This was a little like when I had caressed her pussy with my hands, but a thousand times better and more intimate! I drew my tongue up through her slit and circled her clit with my tongue, again and again and again. Her hips were pumping against my face, she was moaning and exhorting me for more. I began to concentrate on her clitoris, making little circles with my tongue and lightly sucking the tiny nub between my lips. I slipped a finger into her pussy and curled it to touch her G-Spot. Sucking her clit and stroking her G-Spot -- it didn't take long for 'Mara to explode! I sucked and stroked, sucked and stroked, riding the wild bucking of her hips as her orgasm churned within her. I was determined to give her the most pleasure that was humanly possible, and her climax rolled on and on and on. Finally, she cried out, "Enough! I can't take any more!"

I slowly removed my finger and gave her clit one last lick, then I crawled up beside her and we kissed. Holding one another, we kissed and kissed. It was warm, it was beautiful, it was real. Then, 'Mara rolled over and curled up while I added several logs to the fire. I returned to our bear skin and curled up around her. We both settled in for the night. I got up once in the middle of the night to add more wood to the fire and promptly fell back to sleep beside her.

When morning came, we were greeted with brilliant sun and blue skies. We checked our clothes and boots; they were dry. We ate the last of our trail snacks and turned on the phone. We had messages from the parents saying that they were glad that we were safe, and to be careful. We texted the parents to tell them that we were going to start out, but that it would probably take all day.

I hated for 'Mara to cover up that beautiful body, but we had to get dressed if we were going to make it down the mountain today. So we got dressed, filled our water bottles, and started out. I had studied the map and had planned our route, carefully avoiding the pond that was our previous problem.

It was slow going. The snow was over 18 inches deep, but the sun was shining and we could see where we were going. In less than an hour we were back on the trail. We paused from time to time for a drink, to check the map and verify our position, and to share a hug.. I didn't want our idyllic interlude to end! But 'Mara reminded me that we have adjoining rooms, and she 'might' accidentally get confused and crawl into the wrong bed! I love how this woman thinks!!