Snowbound Indulgence

I couldn’t stop staring at him from the moment I walked into the chalet bar. My pulse was already racing, thighs tingling under my short cashmere dress as I pictured those strong bartender hands pinning me down. The mountain air outside was crisp and biting, but inside the fireplace crackled warmly, casting golden flickers across dark wood beams. Only a handful of guests lingered after the storm closed the roads; perfect for a spoiled girl like me to get exactly what she wanted.

“Evening,” I said, sliding onto the stool with a deliberate sway of my hips. “I need something strong. Surprise me, handsome.”

He looked up from wiping glasses, his name tag reading “Luca.” Dark stubble, broad shoulders under a fitted black shirt, and eyes that lingered on my cleavage a second too long. “You look like trouble, miss. What’s your name?”

“Elena,” I purred, leaning forward so my tits pressed against the polished bar. “And I always get what I want. Especially when the snow traps us like this.”

ルカの口がニヤリと歪んだ。「甘やかされてるんだな？普通の客はホットトディーしか注文しないのに」

I laughed softly, the sound echoing in the quiet lounge. “Spoiled? Maybe. But right now I’m wet and impatient. So pour me whatever, then meet me by the fireplace in five. I don’t like waiting.”

His gaze darkened with hunger. Exactly four minutes later he joined me on the thick rug in front of the hearth, a bottle of aged whiskey in one hand. The flames hissed and popped, masking our low voices. No one else was nearby; the storm howled faintly outside the thick windows.

“You’re serious,” he whispered, setting the bottle down. His fingers brushed my knee, sending sparks up my thigh.

“Dead serious.” I grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer. “I want your cock inside me. Right here. Make it slow at first… I like to feel every inch stretching my pussy.”

Luca’s breath hitched. “Fuck, Elena… you’re something else.” But his hands were already sliding under my dress, finding my soaked lace panties and tugging them aside. The heat of the fire warmed my bare ass as he pushed two fingers into my slick folds, curling them just right.

I bit my lip to stay quiet, a soft whimper escaping anyway. “Mmm… deeper. Yes, like that. God, your fingers feel so thick.”

He pumped them slowly, the wet sounds barely audible over the crackling logs. My hips rolled against his hand while I unzipped his pants, freeing his heavy cock. It sprang out, thick and veined, the head already glistening. I wrapped my fingers around it, stroking lazily.

“Put it in me,” I breathed against his ear. “I need to be fucked by a real man tonight.”

Luca groaned low, positioning himself between my spread thighs. He rubbed the fat head of his cock up and down my slit, teasing my swollen clit until I trembled. Then he pushed forward, sinking the first few inches into my tight heat.

「ああっ…いい」私は喘ぎ、彼の肩に爪を食い込ませた。その広がりは完璧で、彼がさらにペニスを差し込むたびに甘く焼けるようだった。彼は急がず、浅い突き上げで揺さぶり、私の内壁を彼の周りでひくつかせた。滑るたびに、かすかで淫らな水音が暖炉のパチパチという音と混ざり合った。

「静かに、お姫様」彼は声を荒げてささやいた。「他の客に、この甘やかされたマンコがどれだけ濡れてるか聞かれたくないだろ」

I smirked, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him deeper. “Then fuck me harder. Fill me up.”

He shifted us smoothly, staying buried inside while he rolled me onto my side. The new angle let him spoon behind me, one hand gripping my hip as he thrust again. Slower now, deliberate drags that dragged his cockhead across that sensitive spot inside me. The rug scratched lightly against my cheek; his hot breath fanned my neck.

“Like this?” Luca asked, voice husky. His free hand slid up to squeeze my breast, pinching the nipple through my dress.

“Exactly like that… don’t stop.” My voice cracked into a moan as pleasure coiled tighter. He changed rhythm again, pulling almost all the way out before gliding back in so deep his balls pressed against me. The contrast between gentle pace and full penetration made my head spin.

I reached down, fingers finding my clit, rubbing tight circles while he kept that maddeningly tender pace. The fire popped loudly, covering the increasing wetness between us. Sweat beaded on my skin despite the mountain chill pressing against the windows.

「イって、エレナ」彼はささやき、唇が私の耳に触れた。「この欲張りなまんこが俺のペニスを締め付けるのを感じさせてくれ。」

The words tipped me over. My orgasm hit in rolling waves, pussy pulsing hard around his thickness. I buried my face in the rug to muffle my cry, body shaking as slick juices coated his shaft.

Luca kept moving through it, drawing it out until I was gasping. Then he sped up just enough to chase his own release, hips snapping with controlled power. “I’m close… where do you want it?”

“Inside,” I panted. “Fill my pussy. I want to feel you leaking out of me later.”

With a strangled groan he buried himself to the hilt. His cock throbbed, pumping thick ropes of cum deep into me. The warmth spread, mixing with my own wetness as he held still, breathing hard against my hair.

私たちはそのまま絡み合い、火は熾火へと消えゆき、彼の柔らかくなったペニスはまだ私のとろとろの襞に収まっていた。私のわがままな要求はまだまだ終わりそうになかった。

「212号室よ」私は彼を再び締め付けながらささやいた。「20分待って、それからあのボトルを持ってきて。今夜はまだまだ終わらせないから…」