Snowplow
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2024 by Mat Twassel
Erotica Sex Story: Joni and Nils deal with the snow
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Illustrated .
Good morning, Joni. Did I wake you?
No. Maybe. Oh, Mira, I guess I’m still a little groggy.
Rough night?
No. I mean, sort of, but not.
That sounds interesting.
It was the snow. The snowplow.
Oh yeah, practically a blizzard. Our street still hasn’t been plowed.
Yeah. We got up in the middle of the night. Maybe because it was so quiet. You know how silent snow is.
Right.
So we went to the window. It was so beautiful, Mira. Just the falling snow in the streetlights. No cars. No people. Complete quiet. So peaceful.
And then this snowplow came. A big one, coming down the far end. And I said to Nils, Oh, he’s going to ruin things. I’m not sure why I thought the snowplow was a guy. Like do they ever have female snowplow drivers? Anyway, we watched it coming up the avenue. And Nils said, Maybe it’s beautiful, too. The snowplow. And we watched it. And when it was gone, I led Nils to bed, and I said, Fuck me now. Fuck me like a snowplow. And that’s what he did. His big cock pushing in slow. Relentless. Deeper and deeper. Pushing and pushing, and I couldn’t get any wider, and then I did, and he fucked me so slow, so thorough, so deep and full, like he was cleaning out every corner of my cunt, and I wanted him to go faster, but he wouldn’t, he kept on at the same slow pace, deep, deep, deep in my cunt, until I couldn’t contain myself, and I came so hard, and he kept fucking me, fucking me into come after come, until I was buried in comes. Oh God, Mira, I’m still wobbly, though I fell asleep, and I slept like in that story we read in high school, the James Joyce one with the snow covering everything.
I think I remember that story. I think it was called The Dead.
Yeah, that’s how I slept. And when we woke up we went to the back room to look out into the garden, and of course it was covered with snow, the bushes, the patio, everything, and I said, Nils, how are you going to get your big bulldozer cock in there? And he said, I have my ways.
And he did, fucking me right there on the backroom floor, and I was coming almost immediately, and he came, too, filling me with so much cum, and then he carried me to bed, and covered me, and kissed me gently, sweetly, and then you woke me up.
I’m sorry.
No, it’s all right. There’s probably things to do. I think Nils is out back shoveling now.
With his big bulldozer cock.
Ha! Yeah.
Mm. So Joni, after he’s done can you send him over here?
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