Wicked Winter Wonderland

Postby Saphira » Tue Jan 03, 2012 4:07 pm

Swish, swish, swish....

The sound of fresh snow being thrown about by my moving skis was always a refreshing sound in winter. There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and the sun reflected off the white surface, nearly blinding me when my goggles weren't in place. The mountain was slightly crowded on such a beautiful day, but there was still plenty of room to wind my way from one side of the slope to the other at an easy pace. I had been out for a few hours already, and the heat conveyed by my working body was close to becoming uncomfortable as it was trapped beneath several layers of clothing.

Swoosh..

A sudden blast of snow against the side of my face was still enough to make me gasp from the cold, however. I turned my head to find the source, and I saw him smirk at me as he boarded past. I sighed. Over the course of the day, he had spent his time showing off his skills as he bounced over moguls and slid up and down artificial ramps. After a few "ooh"'s and "ahh"'s from spectators, he had started to get cocky. Arcing back in a wide circle, he waited for me to ski by him before speeding up and throwing a trick right by me, causing more snow to spray on to my cheeks and down my scarf. I gritted my teeth and made a move towards a small rest stop near a patch of woods. He cut me off before sliding himself down on to the only unoccupied bench and throwing his head back in satisfaction. I slid to a stop and sat down beside him. He turned to me and smiled. "Having fun?" he asked. I threw him a look and rolled my eyes, which only made him chuckle. We sat in peace for a few minutes, watching people go by us. One daring boarder sped behind us and entered the trees, probably hoping for a more adventurous run. My mate sat up in anticipation and nudged me with his arm as his eyes followed the boarder. "No way!" I said. I was not going to have my day ruined by tripping over a tree root and losing my skis, or worse. He reached his hand down and cupped some snow before throwing it at me. "Chicken," he said, but stayed put.

I snarled under my breath, but then stood up. "Alright. If you think you're so big and bad, lead the way." He smiled and hopped up, already maneuvering towards the tree line. I followed behind him, carefully planning my next move. It turned out that this was not the first time someone had gone off the designated path. The snow was worn down in some places, making it easier to see what obstacles lay ahead. Once we reached a strip of space wide enough for two people to go side by side, I sped up and stuck a ski out in front of him. I held my balance as his board went over it, and he went face first into the snow. Before he could recognize what happened, my skis were off, pushed undercover, and I was dragging him by the armpits to a place where no wandering eyes could spot us. He cursed out of annoyance, but he couldn't go anywhere, and he couldn't stop me due to the board strapped to his feet. He tried to dig into the snow a few times, but the fresh powder wouldn't hold him well. I spotted a nicely sized tree, and moved us toward it. I threw his back against the trunk and whipped off my scarf, securely tying him around it. He yanked and pulled, but the scarf's knot held tight. He was trapped. He scowled up at me, and narrowed his eyes. "What exactly do you plan on doing now?" he asked. Using a variation of his earlier line, I grabbed some snow, stuffing it down under his coat before answering: "Having some fun." I winked at him before setting my plan into action.
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Wicked Winter Wonderland

Postby xtc » Tue Jan 03, 2012 4:52 pm

Nice start!
Boxer shorts are cool,
but little speedos rule!

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Re: Wicked Winter Wonderland

Postby canuck100 » Tue Jan 03, 2012 5:07 pm

Hehe, love it so far!

Re: Wicked Winter Wonderland

Postby Socklover » Tue Jan 03, 2012 11:20 pm

Yay another saphira story, :D

Re: Wicked Winter Wonderland

Postby JesseGiven » Wed Jan 04, 2012 3:08 pm

Good story please continue when you have time.

Re: Wicked Winter Wonderland

Postby LastOfTheAmericanGirls » Sun Jan 08, 2012 2:08 pm

I do like skiing. This could be fun.
They used to tie you up!
It's a living
I didn't recognize you without the handcuffs

Re: Wicked Winter Wonderland

Postby Saphira » Fri Jan 13, 2012 11:39 am

Before beginning, I took off one of my lightweight gloves and placed it in his mouth to gag him. Though we were out of sight, I didn't want his verbal sounds carrying across the snow and inviting someone to see what the ruckus was all about. I pulled his own scarf up and locked it inside his jaw so that the glove would be snugly secure. I grabbed the ends of the scarf and wound them around his head, covering his eyes before tying the ends together in a knot behind his hat. I heard him mutter something, and he began to squirm, but from the anticipation or the snow now melting down his chest I did not know.

I got down on my knees so that I was straddling his legs, and reached for the button on his snowpants. I ripped it open and pulled the zipper down, only to find a very snug dark blue thong. I raised an eyebrow but kept my comments to myself. He moved his legs, trying to get me off of him, but he didn't have much hold on anything at the moment. I looked up at his face and saw it turn a slight shade of red. I smiled at his embarrassment and placed my hand on top of his thong. I heard him moan as he felt the applied pressure. "You look a little red," I stated. "Feeling warm?" He didn't nod or shake his head, so I pulled his pants down farther, causing his bare ass cheeks to be sitting on the snow. He yelped and arched his body up, but I slid closer to his pelvis which didn't allow much upward movement. "There that will cool you down," I said. The blush did indeed leave his cheeks, but I decided to cool him down even further.

I took a handful of snow and placed it against his thong. He let out a loud moan, and I heard his snowboard slide back and forth across the snow, but he was stuck and could not defend himself. I held the snow there for a minute or two before removing it. I threw it to the side, and then placed my hand back on his thong as I started to rub up and down. He moaned again. "This should warm you up a bit," I said. "We have to get that blood flowing." I heard him breathe heavily through his nose as I pulled the thong down and exposed his cock to the elements. I smacked it back and forth a few times, which caused him to whimper and strain against his bonds, but he could not break them. Once I was satisfied that he would not succumb to the cold snow, I decided my next move.

I stood up and grabbed one of my skis before heading back to him. I laid it across his thighs, and pulled on his ball sack so that it lay on top of the ski, stretching it up. He moaned again and tried to buck his legs and throw the ski off, but he only caused himself more pain as he continued to stretch and move his anatomy. I took off my goggles, and tested the elastic band on them. It was able to move back and forth quite well, so I placed the eyepiece of the goggles under his cock before stretching the band and letting it snap back into place. He let out his biggest moan yet, and I was sure that he would be cursing if he could form words. I let the sting cool down in the chilly air before moving on to another part of his body.
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade

Re: Wicked Winter Wonderland

Postby Saphira » Thu Jan 19, 2012 5:00 pm

I went behind the tree and untied the scarf that held him there. As soon as he felt it loosen, he threw the ski off of his legs and started to roll away from me. But he could only get so far with a snowboard on his feet. I watched him struggle for a few seconds before I stopped him as he lay on his stomach. I straddled his back, facing his ass, and I felt him shiver beneath me. I was sure that his cock was getting quite cold being pressed down into the snow, but it was his own fault for trying to escape. He reached around and tried to throw me off of him, but I kept my balance. I snagged the scarf that had tied him to the tree, and swung around to tie his hands together. He let out a muffled complaint, but didn't say more beyond that.

I moved back around so that I was facing his ass again. I pulled the discarded ski towards me and menacingly smacked it in one hand. I felt him tense up as he heard the crack of the wood, and he began to uncomfortably shift back and forth. He attempted to look back at what I was doing, but he couldn't achieve that good of a view. I winked at him before bringing the ski above my head, holding it in both hands, and swinging it down on to his bare bottom. The cold air whistled past the ski, and a bang and muffled scream quickly followed that shrill noise. I lifted the ski up and saw that his ass now had a bright red line across it. He tried to get some leverage by digging his board into the ground, but he could not overcome my weight on his back. I swung the ski down twice more, and afterwards, I could hear him breathing quite heavily through the scarf in his mouth.

I gave him a spank with my hand before getting up, untying his hands and flipping him over on to his back. He seemed to let out a sigh of relief as the hot pain in his bottom met the cold snow, but he wouldn't be relaxed for long. I took the scarf and gag out of his mouth, and he immediately threw many profanities in my direction. I waited it out until he had calmed down, and then I mentioned how red his face had gotten. Even though I knew it most likely had nothing to do with the cold and more to do with emotion, I threw out the suggestion that it would need warming up as well. I sauntered over until I was standing directly above him with a leg on each side of his head as I faced his chest. I undid my snowpants, revealing a lacy thong, and I crouched down to sit on his face. His hands reached to grab my thighs, and I gasped at the coldness. I smacked one of my hands down on to his stomach, and he arched up before letting go. I stayed down for a little while before I felt him aching for breath beneath me. I sat up a tiny bit, and he immediately sucked in as much oxygen as possible. A few seconds later, I sat back down, and the process repeated until he finally began to cough every now and then. I stood up and put my pants back into place before looking at his face. It was still red but probably for other reasons this time. I chuckled as he glared up at me and made a move to sit up. "Ah, ah ah..." I said and waved a finger at him. He growled but laid back down, knowing that he wouldn't get far anyway. I blew him a kiss before I walked away into the woods.
"So here’s your song, it's twisting me; I'd give anything to make you scream" -Mayday Parade