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A Long Snowy Road (slow cons Mf) by Foxbat




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A Long Snowy Road (slow cons Mf) by Foxbat



	When you hear the words "Spring Break," you think of the sunny
beaches of Cancun or Miami, staying out late bar hopping, and of finding
some chick who is doing the same thing and is interested in a little
action with someone she knows she'll never meet again.  Scenes flash
through you mind, like those from the movies they try to sell on late
night TV - you think of one big orgy of teenagers and twenty-somethings
- booze flows free, and everyone is getting a piece.  Skimpy bikinis, or
no bikinis, deep suntans, suntan lotion.

	Unfortunately, I was driving back from college on I-94, on the long
stretch from Fargo, South Dakota towards Billings Montana.  As Holden
Caulfield would say, it was snowing like a bastard.  Not tiny
snowflakes, but big ones, snowflakes the size of quarters fell heavily,
blanketing the ground, the road, everything.  Driving at night in that
kind of snow is mesmerizing.  Your headlights make the snow glow against
the blackness of the night, and the movement of the car disrupts their
peaceful descent, creating an image which vaguely resembles the cheap
windows starfield screensaver.  The flakes go outward from the center of
the windshield, making you feel like you're in a timewarp.

	All my stuff was piled high in the back of my jeep, and I'd put some
nice relaxing Enya on as I crawled across the desolate cold expanses of
the Dakotas at a whopping 35 miles per hour.  Visibility was negative.
I drove in the right lane, so I could tell where the road was from the
little posts every 10 feet which keep the snowplows from crushing the
road signs.  The snow was piled up to a height of nearly 4 feet on the
shoulder, and, although that was mainly due to the plows, there was
still a good 3 feet of snow elsewhere.  It was close to 15 below outside
the car, but I had the heater going full blast, so it was relatively
warm inside - I'd taken off my parka and was peering into the snow-lit
dark trying to stay awake.

	I peered into the dark, and for a split second I thought I saw a
hunched figure trekking into the wind ahead of me.  I shook my head and
blinked my eyes, thinking I was hallucinating or dreaming from the
trance-like driving, but when I opened my eyes, I was almost on top of
the figure.  Forgetting where I was, I slammed the breaks and yanked the
wheel hard to the left.  My jeep responded in the ice and slush and
snow, spinning round in circles but drifting across the lanes of the
interstate, until I felt the soft crunch of hitting the snowbank on the
opposite side.  I cut the engine, and for a second, all I heard was the
pitter-pat of the snow on the roof and my heartbeat thundering in my
ears.  I fished my parka out of the back seat, and struggled into it to
go see what, if anything, the hunched figure was.

	The cold of outside hit me like a cold punch - I gasped, and yanked
the hood of my parka tighter down over my head as I struggled into the
wind, trying to walk in a straight line.  I looked back over my
shoulder, and already I could barely see my jeep.  I took a few more
steps, and saw the figure I'd swerved to avoid, walking slowly down the
side of the highway, bent into the wind.  Through the blowing snow, I
could see now that it was a large person, dressed in a white winter
parka and high snow boats.  I took a few steps closer, and shouted
through the void:  "Hey!  Are you alright?!"

	The tall figure turned towards me and a second later nodded,
indicating affirmative, before turning back into the wind.  I stood
there, forgetting the biting cold for a second.  Where the fuck did
anyone think they were going in weather like this, walking down the side
of an interstate highway?  In a moment of unusual human pity, I turned
towards the man and shouted, "Do you want a ride?!"

	Again, the figure turned towards me, considering.  Another nod.  I
turned back, and stumbled back through the drifting snow to my jeep.
"Door's open" I shouted, to the figure, indicating the passenger seat.
I opened the door, got in, and exhaled as the heat began to work its way
back into my body.  I fired up the engine, and switched the heater up to
its max.  The blowing of hot air was interrupted by the howl of wind as
the figure climbed into the seat opposite me.  When the door had closed,
I shrugged out of my parka, throwing it in the back.  The heater was
rapidly making the car comfortable again, as I engaged four wheel drive,
and backed out of the snowbank which had cushioned my spinout.  The car
crawled back to the right side of the road, and I looked over at the man
I'd offered to drive.  I hoped silently that I'd not gotten a serial
killer or pervert or anything.

	We drove in silence.  I turned the heat down to a reasonable level,
stripping off my fleece.  Now in a T-shirt myself, I waited for the
mysterious man to say something or to take off some of his gear so I
could get a better idea of exactly who I'd helped.  My inspection was
terminated by the cutting over of my CD into the next track.  I went
back to paying attention to the road.

	After a few minutes of silence, the figure unwrapped the red scarf
from around his hood, dropping it onto the back seat.  The hood came
off, revealing a head wrapped in a balaclava and goggles, and another
scarf.  The parka went to the back seat.  The hat and goggles revealed a
ski hat, and the scarf came off, leaving a neck warmer.  Damn, I
thought, I guess that's how you don't freeze to death at 9pm at night
while walking down a highway in South Dakota in the middle of a
snowstorm.  The disrobing stopped.

	I looked over at my passenger.  What had seemed like a giant of a
man now looked quite normal, deprived of the outer layers of clothes.  I
looked back to the road.  The next track came on again - Linger by the
Cranberries.  I relaxed back into my seat, feeling somewhat better about
my odds of having not picked up a rapist or murderer.

	I heard more rustling of fabric to my left, and despite my interest,
I kept my eyes on the road.  Two fleece tops and a few pairs of mittens,
and another hat joined their brethren in the back.  I finally let my
eyes slide around, and was quite surprised to see a thick shock of dirty
blond hair.  Upon closer inspection, my passenger now appeared to be a
girl.  The huge bulky person who had gotten into my car had melted into
a small framed girl.  I looked over at her, and chuckled to myself for
thinking I'd picked up a creep.  Too many movies, I thought.

	The snow crunched under the tires as we drove on.  The cd switched
to the next track.  The opening chords of Sweet Child O' Mine sounded
through the jeep.  I have to admit, that this is one of my favorite
songs.  Given that I'd already been driving for 12 hours when I'd picked
up the girl, I was pretty road-wacky, and I forgot about my passenger
and started singing.  I don't have a voice like Axl Rose, but I was just
enjoying myself.  I didn't even really realize fully that I was singing
- when good songs come on when I'm driving, I usually just sing.  I
guess I realized when my passenger started singing along too.  We
finished the song, and I reached forward and clicked the cd player off.
I looked over at the girl.

	"Where are you headed?" I asked.  "I'm going through Billings, and
eventually to Seattle.  I'll drop you off anywhere along there you
want."

	"Billings would be fine," the girl said.  I looked over at her.  Her
dirty blond hair framed a nice fair-skinned face.  Her eyes were bright
blue, but were reddened, as if she'd been crying.  I figured this might
have something to do with what put her on the highway in such unusual
conditions.

	"I'm Jack," I said, waiting for her to introduce herself.  "What
should I call you?" I asked when this didn't happen.

	"Jackie," she said after an almost imperceptible moment of
hesitation.  I looked back at her, and figured she must be about 16,
plus or minus.  I didn't really know what she was running from, but I
judged that she wasn't quite ready to talk about it.

	"I was planning to spend the night in Bismarck - the driving is
pretty bad.  I'd phone for a motel before I picked you up.  I'll see if
I can get us a bigger room when we get there."


	***

	The snow crunched as we pull into the poorly lit Super-8 Motel in
Bismarck.  It was still snowing heavily, and I was having trouble
staying awake at the wheel.  Jackie, my passenger wasn't much helping to
entertain me, and the ache of being in a car for 14 hours was having its
effect.

	We rolled past dozens of tractor trailer trucks parked in the lot.
Mostly truckers looking to get off the road, I figured.  I parked at the
front, and walked in to the front desk to see if I could get a room with
two beds, but they were full, and the only thing I could get was the
single room I'd reserved.  I thanked the deskman and took my key, and we
drove around the back.  I grabbed my bag, and Jackie started
transporting her mountain of clothes into our room.

	The room was tiny, most of it taken up by a large soft double bed.
The heater was already funning at full blast, valiantly raising the
temperature in the room 50 degrees above outside, but leaving it cold
still.  I looked at the bed, and then at the floor.  Damn.

	"I'll sleep on the floor..." I began, but she quickly replied, "Its ok
- you don't have to do that.  Its too cold out."  I breathed an inner
sigh of relief, since it would have sucked if she'd actually taken me up
on the offer.  I dropped my bag and headed to the bathroom as she
dropped her mountain of clothes.  When I came back out, the lights were
already out, and she was in the bed.  I stumbled over to the other side
in the dark, and crawled in, rolling on my side so that my back was in
her direction.  I pulled the covers up on my side, and finally started
to relax.  It would be good to get home, and not have to do any work, I
thought.  Forgetting momentarily my bed-partner, I rolled onto my back,
and almost had a heart attack when I felt hot lips press against mine.

	Recovering quickly, I kissed her back, trying not to choke on the
tongue that had invaded my mouth.  My hand reached out towards her, and
I was quite surprised when my hand touched bare breast.  I cupped her
gently in the dark, pulling her warm body closer to me.  My hand drifted
lower, and she was naked there too.  I was still in shock as I felt her
tugging on my shirt, which I shrugged off immediately.  The girl had a
tight hot body, with nice tits and a shapely ass.  I let my hands roam
over her, as she pressed her face against mine holding me with her
hands.  It almost felt like she was trying to suck my face off, so
passionate and aggressive was her kissing. Her breath was hot against
the cold of the room.

	I felt myself stiffening rapidly in response to this unexpected
surprise - my erection was now pressed between our bodies as I pulled
her on top of me.  She was still kissing me, and I was doing my best to
keep up.  I let my hands trace down her sides, holding her ass, pulling
her cheeks apart before returning back up her body to push her hair out
of our kiss.  I could feel her squirming, rubbing my dick back and forth
between our bellies.

	The next thing I knew she'd disappeared under the heavy wool
blankets, leaving only me head sticking out from the covers.  Moments
later, I felt an intense hot wetness surround my dick as she began to
suck me off.  Icy cold hands held my balls, making the temperature
contrast exquisite.  I reached around under the covers trying to find
some part of her body to touch, and my hand found a nice tit.  I rolled
her nipple, tweaking it, and feeling it grow hard under my
ministrations.  Tracing her body, I let my hand drift southward towards
her patch.  She was hot and wet and ready, as I pulled her back up on
top of me.

	My cock left a trail of saliva and pre-cum along her body, as I
kissed her, letting my tongue thrash around inside her mouth.  I reached
down with both hands, moving her legs so she was straddling me but still
lying down fully on top of me facing me.  I reached back and spread her
buttocks, letting her snake a hand down between us to guide my dick into
her hot box.

	I felt her gasp into my ear as I entered her.  She was incredibly
tight, although probably not a virgin.  I slowly pushed my way inside
her until she was filled, and then slowly withdrew.  Her hands ran all
over me, roaming my chest and back as I slowly and steadily plunged my
dick into her.  I increased my tempo, and heard her moaning increase as
well.

	My hands remained glued to her ass-cheeks, holding her open, as I
sawed my dick upwards into her cunt.  Each time I bottomed out, a wet
slapping noise could be heard as our thighs collided.  Opening my eyes,
I saw Jackie's face had a deep blush, as her breath came in ragged pants
and gasps.  Pushing my dick as far into her as I could get it, I rolled
us 180 degrees so that I was on top.  I adjusted slightly to wrap the
covers tightly around our necks, and then began to pound her, letting my
hits smack into her.  I moved my hands up to her breasts, pressing them
back into her, as I felt her fingernails digging into my ass spurring me
on.  I slowed my thrusting, trying to push in as far as I could with
each stroke, splitting her like a wedge.  With each thrust, she grunted
as dropped my weight on her.  I let one hand drift down to where our
bodies met, using my thumb to rub gentle circles around her clit.  In
response, she started bucking back at me, raising her ass off the bed to
meet my strokes, only to get pounded back against the mattress.

	Withdrawing momentarily, I roughly push her over onto her belly
under me.  Pushing one hand under her to spread her pussy lips, I used
my other hands to pry open her buttocks as I roughly pushed my dick back
into her dilated pussy from behind.  Leaving my one hand pinned under
her to massage her clit, I let the other one torment her breasts, as I
resumed my pounding.

	At this angle, my dick must have been hitting the front wall of her
pussy with some force, stimulating her g-spot, since it only took a few
thrusts before she started going wild.  I could feel her pussy spasming
around my dick as I porked her.  Relieving my hand of tit-mauling duty,
I grabbed a handful of her hair, hauling her head back hard as I
dog-licked the side of face.  By now, her cunt had lost all control and
was going nuts as she muttered and screamed incoherently.  I ignored
her, and concentrated on trying to fuck her into the bed as yanked her
head around and put my thumb directly on her clit.  I slammed my dick
into her hot confines with all my strength, using her hair to haul her
back against me with each stroke.  I felt the telltale tingling in my
balls, and the next thing I knew, I felt the sticky hot pulses of love
juice flooding her insides.  I let go of her hair, squashing her face
with my hand.  Her eyes were clamped shut and her mouth was hanging open
as she gasped.

	After I was emptied, I left my dick in her twat for a few minutes,
feeling her spasms subside and her breathing return to a somewhat normal
rate.  I rolled over, letting my dick wetly plop out of her stretched
cunt.  I looked back, and she continued to lie there - head to the side
with eyes shut and mouth open, ass raised slightly and legs spread, cunt
gaping wide with streaks of my white sperm dribbling out.  Her breasts
were squashed under her at different angles.  Her entire front was
flushed a deep red.

	I closed my eyes, feeling wonderfully relaxed.


	***

	I opened my eyes later, what could have been hours or only minutes
later.  I felt a hot warm sensation on my dick and balls, and realized
that my bedmate had once again disappeared under the covers.  I leaned
back and relaxed, letting her clean my dick and balls.  The sensation
wasn't an overly sexual one, more like a warm washcloth in a hot bath.
I closed my eyes, letting myself enjoy it.

	***

	I woke up, feeling hot.  The heater we'd left running at full blast
the night before had finally gotten the room up into the 80s.  I threw
back the covers and looked over my bedmate.

	Her hair was a mess - she lay on her back hands pressed against her,
legs spread wide.  I let my eyes roam over her tits, seeing the light
shadows of bruises from the previous night's adventures.  There was a
wet spot on the sheets under her ass, and sperm trails on her thighs.
Not bad, I thought.

	I got up to take a shower, images of Jackie still rolling around in
my mind.  To my surprise, I emerged from the shower to find her fully
dressed watching the news on TV.  She looked at me sheepishly as I
dressed.

	The governor was on TV, announcing that the state was shutting down
due to the snow storm.  Great, I thought, now I'm stranded in
Bumblefuck, Nowhere.  I drew the blinds, and peered out into the
whiteness.  It didn't look any worse than it had last night really.  We
started putting on all our winter gear.  I opened the door to the room
to walk back the lobby and check out.  At the same time, a trucker from
the next room over walked out right next to me.  He gruffly made some
comment about how his bed must not have been as comfortable as mine, and
then winked.  I guess we must have gotten pretty loud.  Jackie and I
threw our stuff in the Jeep, ate the sheisty continental breakfast
provided by the motel, and, ignoring the governor's orders, pulled out
back onto the interstate.

	***

	It was like a bright winter-wonderland on the highway.  The banks on
the side had piled even higher, and there must have been maybe a foot of
snow sitting in the road.  It was hard to see where the road was since
everything was bright white.  Snow drifted lazily out of the sky, in
sharp contrast to the fury of the night before.  We drove in silence for
a while, watching our breath condense in white wisps in the cold air
inside the jeep as its heaters ran at full blast.  We made slow progress
as I'd engaged 4 wheel drive to handle the places where the banks had
drifted into the road.  No one else was on the road at all.  It was so
peaceful.

	We'd been driving for maybe an hour, and I was again mesmerized by
the snowfall and the white walls of the banks I was trying my best to
follow.  Jackie had been sitting quietly in the passenger seat, staring
off into space too.  I felt an odd sensation against my jeans, and
looked down to find Jackie was unzipping them.  She lost the mittens,
and fished out my limp dick with her freezing cold hands.  Bending over
between me and the steering wheel, she pressed my flaccid member into
her mouth.

	It didn't take long for me to harden up.  Thankfully, she'd left my
balls in the warm confines of my pants, but her mouth was keeping my
dick warm.  As I grew in her mouth, I could feel her tongue and teeth
against my cock.  Her head bobbed up and down rhythmically in my lap.

	Let me tell you - I've had plenty of blowjobs in my day, but I'd
never gotten road head.  This was amazing.  I struggled to keep my
concentration off my dick and on the road, but that only heightened the
sensations.  I arched my back in the seat, giving her better access to
my cock.  I pressed my pelvis upwards and my dick into her throat as she
continued bobbing, using her tongue to tease my dick and then using her
teeth to scrape lightly along to make the sensation more intense.

	Finally, I couldn't take it any longer.  I had a white-knuckled grip
on the steering wheel, and I grunted in time with her bobs.  Sensing my
imminent arrival, she increased the tempo, using her teeth to make the
sensation on the head my dick amazing.  I felt first spasm as a pulse of
hot white sperm shot into her mouth.  My hands locked on the wheel, my
feet shot out against various pedals, making the engine roar and the
tires squeal.  She came down again as the second pulse shot, and I
pushed upward.  The engine didn't know what the hell to do with the
clutch and gas both floored one minute and the breaks on full the next.
I yanked the steering wheel side to side in my orgasm.  The car started
spinning.  She came back up off my dick and slid down again, her nose
pressed into my pubic hair as the third spurt shot into her mouth.  I
had my eyes squeezed shut and the whole world had contracted to her
mouth on my dick as I shot the fourth load into her mouth.  There was a
split second of post-orgasmic silence and a relaxing of the incredible
tension which had contracted the universe as it sprang back to its
normal scope.

	Oh shit, I thought half a second before we hit the snow bank with a
soft crunch.  Half the hood was buried, and the snow above the car
seemed like a cliff.  She pulled her head off my dick, swallowing a
couple times to dispose of my load.  We looked at each other and smiled.
Then the snow cliff collapsed and buried half the car.

	***

	We'd had to climb out the back hatch, and it took the next hour to
dig the car free of all the snow which our collision with the bank had
dumped on us. Jackie was again clad in her millions of layers as was I.
It was cold outside, but not too bad under all the coats and layers.  We
just about had the car cleared away from the bank, and I was under it
putting sand near the tires for a little extra traction when I got
pasted by a snowball.  I turned around, just in time to catch the next
snowball in the face.  With that, the jeep was forgotten as Jackie and I
chased each other around with snowballs.  She was a big enough target
with all her layers that I got quite a few hits, but I doubt she could
feel it through all the layers.  I had just caught yet another one in
the face from her wicked aim when I decided it was time to end this
contest.  I tackled Jackie into the snow, and over her protests, dragged
to the bank.  Bending her at the waist, I lifted her by the hips and
pushed her into the bank.  The soft snow gave nicely, and when I was
done, there was just an ass and legs protruding from the wall of white.
Perfect I thought.

	I was about to pull her out when I had a better thought.  Going back
to the jeep I pulled out an old army blanket I kept in the back and,
keeping it folded in a 2 foot square, carved a 2 inch diameter hole in
it with my knife. I walked back over to where Jackie was stuck.  She was
high enough in the bank that she couldn't really push against it with
her legs, and since her arms were in the bank too, she had no leverage
to move.  I wasn't worried about her getting cold since she was wearing
so much clothing.  I started to work on her.

	Starting with her snow pants, I pulled them down to about mid thigh.
I then peeled back her insulated pants, and eventually found long
underwear.  I quickly yanked her panties down too, and threw the army
blanket over her now exposed ass since I didn't want to give her
frostbite, which is what would have happened if her ass had remained
exposed.  I lined the hole I'd cut over her so I could see her cunt lips
though it.

	The next 5 minutes were spend trying to find my dick through all my
own layers, and guiding it out through 10 different flies.  I eventually
succeeded, and quickly guided it through the hold in the blanked into
Jackie's somewhat unsuspecting cunt.  She got the idea fairly quickly
though, as I porked her against the wall of snow.

	If anyone else had been out, they would have seen a hilarious sight
- an ass and legs sticking randomly out of the snowbank with a blanket
thrown over it and some dude humping the fuck out of it.

	Jackie wasn't quite as wet as she'd been the night before, but the
added friction was highly stimulating.  I could hear faint cries and
screams as I battered her buttocks through the blanket.  As I would pull
out, I could see steam rising from our joining, only to disappear as I
slammed back inside her.  It didn't take me long to come, shooting my
second sticky load of the day into her tight cunt.

	When I had redone all of both of our layers, and had pulled and dug
her out of the snow, her face was several shades more blue, but none the
worse for wear other than that.  And I was pretty sure I'd heard more
orgasmic screaming faintly through the snowbank.

	***

	Hours later, we'd finally pulled into Billings - her destination.  I
announced our arrival, and pulled off the highway.  There was an awkward
moment of silence when neither one of us knew quite what to say.  I
pulled out a card and scribbled my school address on it for her, telling
her to call me if she ever needed help in her quest, or even just a good
fucking.  She smiled and gave me a big wet sloppy kiss, and disappeared
off into the gently falling snow.  I pulled back on to the highway,
looking back in the mirror at the long snowy road.





The End




---

I wrote this mainly just to get back in the groove, and the snow was
so lovely, it couldn't help but to inspire gross sexual fantasies.  I think
though that consentual stories just lack the pizzazz of nc.  Let me
know what you think.  Drop me an email at the_foxbat@hotmail.com




I know I put this on my last post, but only 2 people replied so I'll stick
it here too:

Also, my best friend and I were discussing summer plans, when the 
possibility
of double-teaming a mutual female acquaintance of ours came up.  Neither of
us are gay, and the question of the day was what the least awkward and homo-
erotic way to double team a girl is - double penetration (anal/vaginal), or
opposite ends (oral/vaginal).  I was solidly in favor of the double
penetration, on the grounds that then you have the girl between you, and you
don't have to look at each other.  He thought opposite ends, because he was
uncomfortable with having 2 dicks so close, or having balls rub, etc.

So I put it you - what is the best way to double-team?  Write me at
the_foxbat@hotmail.com with your answer.



Thanks
Foxbat

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