A snow storm is coming and that can only mean one thing
I venture outside and test the snow and slip off my rings

My hands getting busy sculpting a snow dildo or three
A confession of sorts, I love the cold as it pushes into me

More than a few, a whole collection to put on display
Don't get me wrong, they aren't just for show, I use them in play

If the snow isn't wet enough just add some water, right away
Soon I've made three, small, medium, large, one for each day

Not for long do I hold them in hand, for they aren't the only things dripping wet
Left all alone in the house to amuse and arouse myself, I'm not ready just yet

Getting a towel, laying it on the bed, I've added a few icicles that I found
Clothes off, littering the floor, I settle down and take an icicle and rub it around

Both nipples, making them pert, hard and deliciously dimpled and cold
 Melting, water drips down, I shiver, reaching a finger, touching my folds

I gasp as I feel my cold finger touching me now, my pussy soon drips
Running it around my puffy lips, shivers and giggles escape my lips

I pick up the small one, it's melting, losing its shape, I better be quick
I bring it to my mouth for a lick and close my eyes and imagine it's a dick

Reaching down, I spread my cheeks apart, pushing it against my puckered hole
Taking a deep breath, holding it, I shove the ice cold snow deep in, my hips role

Pushing it further, till it is no longer seen, I buck my hips at the intrusion of cold
Breath coming in short brief gasps, I squeeze it tightly in my ass, keeping a hold

Time for just a brush against my clit with the next toy I choose
I cum, cry out, shiver uncontrollably with the cold, it does amuse

Melting inside of me, the first toy I can feel, water drips out on my towel
Picking the largest one, I feel an ache and a need, that I must fulfill now

Time's running out before my toys are mere puddles, number two I use to push apart
Letting it slip through my waiting and swollen lips.

So cold I can feel my heart

It races, but I continue to push my snow dildo, fun toy, further and deeper now
Cold water drips, escaping my ass, snow prick inside me, as sweat drips from my brow

The tantalizing push, pull between cold and heat, this is what I crave and need
Panting harder, I start to fuck my icy hot cunt, the sensations on which I feed

Quickly now, the melting accelerating, I fuck myself with wild abandon and fun
Snow dildo still filling my ass, the other buried deep, water and juices mixed, they run

Howling at the cold, the heat takes over and I feel the hardness of my clit
Hard, ice cold it demands my attention, thankful for two hands, I reach for my slit

One hand rubbing, pinching and pushing on my favorite magic button
Fierce thrusting, the other working and holding on, I'm quite the glutton

A frigid, heated orgasm rips through my body, chilling and heating my core
Melting, my toys will soon be useless, I keep up my pace, I need more

Picture this, me on my bed, a snow dildo nestled in my ass, hands playing
Fucking my pussy with hand-made, cold toys, think about it, is what I'm saying

Both toys smaller and almost melted now, I manage to coax out another few cums
Shivering and sweating, I stop my hips moving, my hands relax as my body hums

I'm done for now, a wet puddle in the middle of the bed. I laugh and roll around
I don't hear you, but you're done shoveling and have returned, entering without a sound

I smile at you and beckon you over with a finger in the air, spreading my legs wide
You approach the bed, saying how could I start without you. I try not to giggle and hide

Knowing me well, you just laugh and strip off your clothes and cold weather gear
Familiar with my quirks and funny needs, you make another snow dildo magically appear