I was stupid to think it would not snow. But we were stuck in the cabin for at least two more days. No electricity, no cell service. At least there was a roaring fireplace in each room, and we had plenty of firewood.

I spotted Lori on the back porch. She was naked except for the big, furry boots on her feet. She stood in two feet of snow, looking over the valley below. The snow-covered mountains and valley were beautiful, but not as beautiful as Lori standing naked against the moonlit sky.

Her red hair was flowing in the wind, and her firm, beautiful ass was pink from the cold. It was twelve degrees outside. She stood looking out, spreading her legs about two feet apart. I could see her frosty breath billowing from her mouth. But there were also frost clouds coming from between her legs. Lori turned towards me when she heard me approaching. Her nipples stuck out like steel from the cold. Her breasts were red, as were her cheeks. Her hand was between her legs, vigorously fingering herself. Her eyes were wild, so I knew she was close. My cock hardened as I watched Lori. She was so beautiful when she masturbated.

Steam poured from her pussy as she moaned, "Oh, baby, I'm close. Uh, uh, uh, oh yes baby, ahhhhh!" What a sight. There were icicles on her furry red bush. She lifted her sticky, nectar-coated hand. Steam rolled off her fingers as I walked up. She slipped her fingers into my mouth as I picked up her frozen body and carried her to the fire. She lay on the white bearskin rug and bit her bottom lip. "Please eat me," she requested.

A few weeks later, I hold her ankle up high as I shave the back of her thigh right under her firm ass cheek. The water splashed in the tub as I moved the razor to her inner thigh, just in the valley between her labia and the start of her leg.

Yes, I glanced to see if she opened up. I am a warm-blooded man. I am performing a duty for my wife that she loves me to do. I watch as her puffy outer mounds pull apart and her floppy inner lips spread. There it is. Her pink, moist entrance. Her slit is moist, and I can see the hood that covers her love button. How could I not see it? Her red, fiery triangle points right to it.

My cock grows in my pajama bottoms. The fabric is too thin to hide it. She shakes her head as she sees my spongy head poke out the front. I concentrate and move the razor to the front and side of the thigh.

I worked my way down to her knees. I look down, and her firm breasts have pushed above the bubbles, and the water has wrinkled her big, pink areolas. Her pencil eraser nipples are hard from the AC blowing over them.

My cock is fully out of my PJs. I apologize and will work it back in. Once covered up but still noticeably tenting, I shave her sexy calf. I'm very careful as I move around the front of the shinbone. I finish up around her ankle, and I kiss her toes.

Oh God, she raises her other leg and seductively licks her lips. She knows I won't last before I finish her other leg. She knows in a few minutes she will taste my seed.

It was spring, and I was sitting on our covered back porch, drinking an ice-cold Guinness. It was about 7 PM, and Lori was due home at any time. The sun was about halfway down, just above the trees of the forest that our backyard butted up against. We had a six-foot privacy fence to contain our two cattle dogs. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson were grilling on their patio. They are in their late thirties. Mae Gleeson, a sixty-something widow, was watering her flowers on her back porch.

It was awkward for me to be around Mae because a few years ago, she was crying on her back porch. Lori went over to console her, and about twenty minutes later, called me over. Her husband had passed six months prior, and it turns out she was horny and didn't know what to do about it. Lori opened Mae's robe, revealing to me her cone-shaped tits and her neatly manicured triangular bush. "She needs servicing." That’s all Lori said before she took all my clothes off. Mae gasped at my thick seven-inch cock as her late husband only had a four-inch skinny cock. She sucked my cock and swallowed my cum. I ate her tasty pussy until she came and then fucked the hell out of her for over an hour. She continuously came throughout. Lori later helped her set up a profile on a senior dating app. We have noticed a steady stream of male visitors to her house since then.

Anyway, Lori came out on the porch with her white blouse that stretched tightly over her large breasts. You could see her black bra through the thin fabric. She wore a tight gray pencil skirt and high-heeled shoes.

She took my beer and downed it. "I had an exhausting day. I need your cock in me," she said. She unbuttoned her blouse and discarded it. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. Her heavy breasts fell forward. She unzipped her pencil skirt and let it fall to the concrete. She bent over and pulled my hard cock out of my sweatpants. She moved her panties aside, climbed onto me, and impaled herself on my spear. She just sat there and exhaled heavily as I sucked her large nipples. She pulled her long red hair back into a tight ponytail. She loved the feel of my cock filling up her pussy.

I made my cock twitch inside her, and it caused her to climax. She let out a scream. I noticed the Johnsons were at the fence, peering over. This was not the first time they had watched Lori and me have sex outside. Mae was sitting on her bench with her dress pulled up, with her fingers inside her cunt.

Lori bounced wildly on my cock while moaning and grunting. Damn, my wife knew how to fuck me so perfectly. Her pussy clenched tighter on my shaft as I filled her up with my creamy white gift. She let out a silent scream as her body shuddered.

Lori stood up with her tits bouncing, and my cum dripping down her thighs. "God, I needed that. Thanks, baby! What's for dinner?" She said, waving at the neighbors, as she went inside.

On Christmas Eve, Lori was stunning in her green velvet holiday dress at the party last night. The sleeves fell just off her shoulders and were low cut so you could see the top and sides of her large, firm breasts. The dress fell to her ankles, with a split on each leg up to the top of her thighs. The fabric hugged her thin waist and flared out on her sexy hips and ass.

When we walked in, all the men turned to look at my beautiful wife. We ate a nice dinner, then danced for a while. She really knew how to dance. Her dance moves on fast songs were so fun and sensual. When the songs were slow, she would wrap her arms around my neck and lay her head on my chest. Of course, I am much taller than her 5’6" frame, even when she is wearing four-inch heels.

After a while, other men asked to dance with Lori, and neither she nor I had a problem with that. I sat at our table, drinking a Jamison and Coke, watching her dance with the men for over an hour.

On fast dances, her breasts bounced about, threatening to fall out of her dress. The slits in her dress opened, exposing her sexy thighs and revealing the tops of her stockings and the garter straps holding them up.

On slow dances, I watched as some men's hands drifted down from her lower back and came to rest on her ass. Some were brave enough to give her nice ass a squeeze or cup them in their hands. A few would grind their crotches into her. I didn't mind, as it made Lori feel good about herself.

A young man in his mid-twenties had just finished two fast dances with Lori and was slow dancing with her. I noticed them whispering to each other. I noticed Lori slip her hand down between them and rub his cock. She looked at me and mouthed, "Wow!"

I mouthed back, "Go for it!" When the dance ended, Lori led the handsome young man out of the ballroom. They had been gone a good forty-five minutes when they walked back in and came to our table.

He kissed Lori on the cheek and said to me, "Thank you, Mac, for letting me spend time with your beautiful wife." He then left the party. It was close to midnight, and it was Christmas Eve, so we headed out as well.

Lori couldn't wait to tell me what happened on the ride home. She slid next to me in my old 78 Ford pickup. She pulled my seven-inch cock out and slowly stroked it as she told me what happened.

She said, "We were just telling each other about ourselves. He said he was a captain in the National Guard and that his unit was being deployed to Africa on the twenty- seventh. Just then, I felt his cock bang against my thigh. I reached down and felt a semi-hard, thick six or seven-inch cock. That's when I turned to you. I felt he needed a good send-off since his girlfriend lived in another city.”

“I led him to a small, empty meeting room. He is a great kisser. He kissed me, and we chased each other’s tongues as he pushed my top down to my waist. His large hands encased each breast and kneaded them. He sucked my fat nipples as his hand went up one slit in my dress. He started on my stocking-covered thigh and moved up above the stocking to my bare thigh. I have to tell you, I was moaning pretty loudly by this time. He moved his hand over my bare pussy. He discovered with surprise that I wore no panties and had a red, furry muff. He expertly inserted two fingers into me, palm up. His thumb rubbed my sensitive clit as he bent his two fingers and pressed on my G-spot. I was soaking wet before he entered me, but now his hand was drenched, and my loud moans echoed throughout the empty room. My climax came on like a freight train, and I doubled over with my clit buzzing and my pussy spasming.”

“I dropped to my knees and fished out his now fully hard nine-inch cock. My red lipstick smeared over his thick shaft as the head found its way deep into my throat. My bottom lip rested against his ball sack. He moaned, grabbed my thick red hair, and face fucked me. I loved it, Mac. It had been a few years since you allowed me to play with others. His veiny cock pressed hard against my throat walls and inner cheeks. It wasn't long before he grunted and deposited his cum in my mouth. I captured every drop.”

“I asked him if he had a condom. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out two. I just hit the jackpot. I bent over a table and pressed my bare breasts down on the tabletop and spread my cheeks. It took him a minute to open the condom wrapper and roll it down his cock.”

“I felt him rub his cockhead between my pussy lips and insert it into my wanting entrance. He slowly pushed into me, stretching my pussy walls tight around his shaft. I moaned as his pelvis hit my ass cheeks. The Captain slowly fucked me from behind for quite a while. I must have had three intense orgasms. He started picking up the pace and grabbed a handful of my meaty flesh on my hips. He was grunting with every violent thrust. I pushed back to meet each thrust. He let out an animalistic grunt and filled his condom with his thick white cum. I felt his cock thicken and shudder as he came.”

“We pulled ourselves together, and he gave me a long, deep kiss. Then we came back in and came to you."

When Lori finished her story, her mouth found my cock and sucked me until she swallowed all of my load. We pulled over, and she straddled my lap, and she rode me hard. Her pussy, which the Captain’s huge cock had stretched, was still soaked. That didn't keep my raw dog from filling up my wife's sweet pussy as it just became Christmas morning.