[F] Fucking Old Man Winter

The snow literally doesn’t seem to want to end and has been devastating to my seasonal depression. For weeks, I’ve been searching for a light at the end of the tunnel moment, but nothing has come. I look out the window, and the ground is entirely white, fog loaded with diamond dust hangs in the distance, and all the trees are sprouting frost from top to bottom rather than leaves. Feeling like there is no escape from “the great white north,” I finally broke and embraced becoming submissive in a way that doesn’t involve my Hubby. Instead, I decided to kneel eagerly with my tongue hanging out for Old Man Winter, good ol’ Jack Frost’s frozen treat.

Now for me to become Old Man Winter’s submissive slut, it took some preparation, starting with a condom ribbed for her pleasure to spoil myself and a paper towel roll. There are easier methods to do this, but I was determined to make sure it was the Canadian winter that was fucking me. I went outside in only a pair of leggings, boots, and a winter jacket. No underwear or shirts were involved, and for added fun, I brought one of my glass toys. It was blizzarding outside, which was perfect since it already felt like I was being fucked by the winter, but I needed something more. Stabbing my glass dildo into the snow. It was like my erotic version of the story, the sword in the stone, but mine was the dildo in the snow. With only the glass heart end poking out, the chilling of the glass began.

Meanwhile, I ripped open the condom packet and got to work on the main project at hand, filling it with handful after handful of snow until it was packed to the opening. However, knowing how solids and liquids work, I knew I’d have a volume issue and would need to wait for the snow to melt. Hence where the glass dildo comes into play. With the snow-packed condom and triumphantly pulling the dildo out of the snow, I went inside to begin the melting process and have a little fun.

Once inside, I secured the condom to the paper towel roll so that it was hanging vertically and had begun to melt. As that happened, I slipped off my jacket and pulled my leggings down to my ankles. All while still in front of our outside door, which has glass panels in it, but because it was cold, they froze over, making it impossible to see me, but I still got the rush from it. With one hand on the upper glass panel, my other hand controlled the glass toy, thigh fucking myself first to feel just how cold the toy was, which made me quiver each time the tip was pressing against my frozen clit. Then came the penetration, and I’m no stranger to ice play; I’ve stupidly melted an ice cube inside myself before, but that feeling of the initial penetration, as the cold touch of the glass, tangos with the warmth of my internal lust drove me fucking wild.

Being dressed the way I was when I was outside had made me quite wet prior to being penetrated, so there was no need to hold anything back as I ruthlessly took every inch of my toy inside, trying to push my muscles to go faster, and even pressed my tits against the frozen glass panels of the door for extra stimulation. Looking back, I have no idea if anyone walked by outside, but the neighbours haven’t said anything, so that’s a good sign. Anyway, moaning out my loud “oh fucks” as all this happened, I had my first orgasm but held the toy inside myself as I checked the condom. Most of it had melted, but it wasn’t close to being full. This presented me with another unexpected opportunity. Putting the glass toy inside myself to the heart on the base of it, I simultaneously pulled up my leggings to keep it inside. Then, I got dressed and grabbed the condom while keeping it in the paper towel roll.

I was a girl on a mission, as each step made me feel the nine-inch glass toy tickling my insides. The cold that got through my leggings chilled the base of the toy, which would occasionally tap my clit, but once I was back in the yard. I squatted down, which made the toy push deeper into me, and I admittedly moaned quite loud, but I started packing more snow into the condom. Thankfully the water from the already melted snow inside made the new snow melt quicker, and after a few minutes, it was as full as I felt I could get it. However, before going inside, I decided to have one more orgasm. Reaching between my legs, I held the glass heart on the toy through my leggings and started bouncing up and down, trying to pull it out while my leggings pushed it back in. It weirdly felt quite good, and I ended up soaking through my leggings by the time I came, which also let more snow melt, so a definite win-win.

Unfortunately, the next phase of the plan would take some time, as I precariously placed the paper towel roll in my freezer, then had a shower to clean myself up, then went to work, as the freezer went to work on making me a fuckable version of the Canadian winter. Hours passed while I was at work, but the whole time I kept thinking about my new toy and even told my coworkers about it. Which are just some perks of being in a sex-positive environment with other women. When I got home, though, I immediately went to check on Mr. Winter, and sure enough, I had a new frozen friend ready to give me orgasms.

However, a quick side note about ice play, it can be dangerous to do anal with ice since it’ll numb you. It can do damage internally without you realizing it. If you make an ice toy, run it under water before use, so you don’t get stuck in an awkwardly painful but erotic tongue-on-pole situation.

Now back to the fun, having run some water on the condom and making sure it wouldn’t stick to me by testing it with my tongue, which I think is a good enough test. I went up to my bathtub and had some fun. Filling the tub with just a little bit of water to partially submerge my booty but keeping it lower than the bottom of my pussy, I put my legs up on either side and slowly dragged the Canadian winter between my lips, getting the tip soaked in my warm, natural, self-made juices before taking the ice cold plunge, and pushing the length inside of me, and holy shit. It’s one thing to have an ice cube inside yourself, but having eight inches of ice with the girth of a paper towel roll doesn’t even compare.

My eyes shot wide open as I held onto the knot I tied into the condom. I could only go in and out a handful of times before I needed to pull it out and catch my breath. My pussy didn’t stand a chance of melting this thing quickly, but I was loving it. I tried a few more times, but with the same result, only managing a few penetrations and then taking a breather. I then started rubbing my clit, hoping that would help, but every time I pulled Mr. Winter out, it’d drag across my clit, causing my eyes to roll into the back of my head lustfully. This toy was teasing me intensely, and I wasn’t getting anywhere close to cumming, so driven by my lust, I saw a last-resort solution to this conundrum. Pulling the plug and readjusting my position in the tub, I put my feet against the wall, turned on some lukewarm water from the tap, and had it, so it berated my clit. Then I used the toy simultaneously and massaged my breasts, and fuck, I quickly became cum drunk after that. The water falling on my clit, also melted the ice a bit, which made it easier to keep going, and I lost track after three orgasms.

At one point, the ice had melted enough that the remaining ice cube inside was able to move around slightly, and it weirdly had some penis-like traits, apart from the fact it was still extremely cold. Also, the whole time I kept moaning, “fuck me harder, winter” at first, it was a joke, but I got weirdly into it to the point my hypersexuality made it a significant turn-on. Finally, while in my cum drunken stupor, there was one thing I was craving from Old Man Winter, and that was a facial. My plan was to cut the condom and douse myself in the ice-cold water, but I was reluctant since I also weighed the option of making him a reusable toy.

Although that was a stupid idea, and I’m glad past cum drunken Kimmi opted out of it. I then grabbed a pair of hair shears from the counter, then staggered back into the bath, where I put my head down on the bottom and carefully cut the knot of the condom, then putting the shears on the edge of the tub, I slowly poured the cold water all over my face, making sure to get some in my mouth like a good girl, then turned on the hot water, and had myself a nice relaxing soak in the tub to ease my cold cumdrunkenness before making a yummy dinner.

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NSFW: yes


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