A Snowy Morning [Fm] [straight] [cheating] [interracial] [PAWG] [MILF] [holidays] [fiction]

Author's Note: Season's greetings to you all, especially to GarnetAndOpal 🙂

 

4 AM and it was snowing outside as Ida watched the white particles falling gracefully in the pre-dawn darkness through the window of her bedroom.

Turning back inside, she saw her husband Wal snoozing away on their bed. She was briefly reminded of how frustrated she had been last night when she slipped under the covers beside him and had tried persuading him to make love with the movements of her body against his, but all she had received in response was a sleepy grunt.

She wasn't frustrated or angry at him anymore. She needed to walk, to let her mind wander for a bit, clear it of all the pent up thoughts and intentions that would never be. And so she kissed sleeping Wal on the cheek, went to the adjacent room where their eight-year-old son Colin was also still asleep and kissed him on the cheek as well. She then proceeded putting on warmer gear and stepped out of the house.

Dressed in a scarf, pink coat, beanie, mittens, figure-hugging, gray trousers and snow boots, Ida walked out of her street, passed several others, wound her way through a few more on her way to Main Street, where almost all the shops and businesses of the small town she lived in were located on either side. None of them were open, but she took time to admire the seasonal greeting cards and gifts in one of the shop windows. Then she took a different, more scenic route on the way back home.

The snow was falling thicker now as she stepped off the end of a sidewalk and onto four inches-thick roadside snow. She pulled her beanie cap down tighter over her blonde and pushed her way forward through a flurry.

There was a strip of mostly unoccupied land running parallel to the street she lived in. She was walking alongside that, making out her house in the distance. There were only three houses on this section of the road, but they were all spaced further apart from each other than they would be on a regular street. This road was the town limit. There wasn't another house until you had gone several miles. Of the three houses, the one nearest to hers was the second one – a log cabin. Behind it was a tract of snow-covered land of about five acres that ended with her backyard fence.

A whistle caught her attention as she went past the log cabin. It was the kind of whistle she used to get from boys in high school and college, before she had met Wal. Turning to her left, she saw a figure making a snowman in front of the log cabin. His coat was light beige so she hadn't noticed him, but she did now.

"Practicing your whistling skills in the snow, stranger?" said Ida, walking up to him.

"Nah, I just like what I see."

Ida smirked, but blushed internally. She was looking at a young man, either in his late teens or his early twenties. Difficult to tell. He had a dark Eastern look to him. At the moment, he was sticking a carrot in the face of the snowman.

"You're not from around here, are you?" said Ida. "Haven't seen you before."

"My name's Ben. I'm only renting the log cabin until the end of December. I'm a student at Florida International University in Miami. A friend of mine told me if I wanted to experience a white Christmas in the States, Iowa would be a nice place chill out. He had connections here so he hooked me up with the cabin's owner on Reddit."

"Ah, the power of social media." Holding her arms out, Ida said, "Welcome to Bloomfield, Iowa. Not as much fun as you'd be used to in Miami, but you won't miss out on the snow here."

Ben smiled. "Thanks, uh, didn't catch your name."

"Ida."

"Thanks, Ida. Would you help me finish the snowman?"

"I don't know…" Ida thought about it. The flurry had ceased. Her internal clock told her it was roughly 5 AM. Ben wasn't handsome, or even cute in the slightest, but her instincts told her she could trust him and his foreign looks made him so mysterious to her, it became a point of attraction. She was sure he would pass as an average Joe back wherever it was he came from. He looked somewhat Native American, but his accent told her different.

"I've got hot chocolate and blueberry muffins in the cabin, if you want some afterwards," he said with a wink, which Ida thought was definitely on the cute side of things.

"All right, you charmer. Let's do this."

Most of the work had already been done. Ben was prepared with tools and materials in a box set down right next to where the snowman had been built. Ida was quite good at shaping snow. Her skill came to the fore when she used a narrow trowel from the box to carve out two eyes and a mouth in the snowman's head. Ben handed her an aerosol can. She held it to the mouth of the snowman and sprayed. Black goop shot out of the nozzle and filled out the caved mouth of the snowman, quickly solidifying, making a smile. She did the same to the eyes. Ben took two smoothened sticks from the box to make the snowman's arms, but Ida shook her head.

"I prefer the arms to be all natural, if that's okay with you."

Ben gestured for her to go ahead. Ida went looking for branches. She came back with two very good ones with y's at each of their ends. Pushed them into either side of the snowman's torso. "There we go."

Finally Ben reached into the box and pulled out a Miami Marlins baseball cap. Placing the cap on the snowman's head, he said, "Masterpiece completed."

"Not quite yet," said Ida. She removed her scarf, a blue and gray plaid affair, and wrapped it around the snowman below the head. "Now the masterpiece is complete," she said, stepping back to allow her co-builder to see.

"Awesome," said a widely grinning Ben.

They gazed upon their snowman for a few minutes, taking photos and short videos with their phones.

Turning to the young man, Ida said, "You mentioned something about hot chocolate and blueberry muffins?"

"Follow me, ma'am," Ben said, leading her to the cabin.

The interior of the cabin was clean and polished. Obviously, the current occupant had not been there long enough to make a mess. Most of his things were still in one corner of the main room. There was a smoldering fire that he started up again.

"What's a PAWG?"

Ben turned around to see Ida with his phone in her hand. He froze and turned white, unable to speak, at a loss for words. She had obviously seen the photo of her he had taken outside and posted on his favorite subreddit PAWGMILFs.

"I hope you're not going to faint on me," Ida said, laughing to ease the tension. "I'm not angry, just curious to know what a PAWG is. I know what a MILF is."

Ben said, "Phat Ass White Girl. That's phat with a ph, not an f."

"Oh, I see. Nice. I guess I am a PAWG. Is that a good thing or bad thing?"

"It's good. Very, very good. Look at the comments!"

Ida viewed several posted pics and their comments. "Hm, so it is. And ooh, you've got three comments already and thirteen up votes. Is that normal?"

"For me, yeah. I'm kinda popular on that sub."

"Good for you. Oh wow. One of these guys says, 'Next post should be after-pics with your flaccid dick and your cum on her ass you coward.""

Ben turned red. "I'm guessing that's 3roticYogamaster."

Ida roared. "It is. What a name. How did you know?"

"He likes to get under everyone's skin like that, but he means well."

Ida put his phone back where he had placed it. "Sorry about that. I was just curious."

"That's okay. Maybe I can go through your phone afterwards?"

"Not a chance, but I won't hold a grudge against you if you have the energy left to pull it off after this."

"After blueberry muffins and hot chocolate?"

"No, this." Ida threw her bra at Ben and removed her top, her lovely breasts flopping out nicely as she did. She smiled as she removed her other clothing.

"Shit, wait up," he said, tearing off his clothes.

First sexual contact was frantic with hands everywhere, roving over each other�s nakedness. She noticed he groped her ass a lot. It was probably her most attractive feature apart from her face. She had a wonderful set of boobs, but her friends and husband confirmed that her ass was a killer. She let Ben have his fun feeling her up while she stroked his silky black hair and kneaded his upper body.

She let him lead her to his bed where he laid her on her front and got on top. She felt his face press against her ass.

"Mmm, you're really into my ass, aren't you?" she said.

"Literally," he replied. They both laughed at that.

Ida felt his hands part her cheeks and his forehead, nose, eyebrows, lips, and chin rub eagerly between the hills of her ass. Moaning, she reached behind her and pulled his head further against her rump. He moaned in delight, shaking his head and burrowing face first into her big bouncy rear, making it jiggle around his face.

"Oh my gosh, I love how you do that," she said.

He did it again and she moaned longer and deeper as the nerves of her sphincter become stimulated by this motion.

"Mmm," Ida moaned. "Never had my ass worshipped before."

"You're kidding me."

"Not kidding. And I love it. "

Ben started kissing her ass and kneading it. Every sound he elicited from Ida delighted him, spurring him on in his loving of her. He parted her ass and licked up and down her hole. Her moaning increased, so he increased his licking, getting better at it. He licked his thumb and pressed it against her hole. She gasped and moaned as he maneuvered his thumb around her sphincter, applying pressure but not penetrating her. Eventually he slowly introduced his index finger into her hole. She felt him withdraw his finger after wiggling it around in her anus. More kneading and kissing. Then she felt his tongue. Her sphincter tightened at the sensation.

Ben said, "I want to put my tongue inside you."

"Sorry, I gotta relax the hole for you a bit."

When he got inside her, she cried out, "Ohh fuck."

He wiggled the tip of his tongue like a whale's tail through her hole. Ida raised her ass, getting more of that tongue inside her. She let out a soft scream of pleasure as he tongue-fucked her hole for a wonderful two minutes.

Letting her hips fall again to the bed, she felt him leave for the bathroom. Heard the faucet run, his gargling. He returned, smiling. Ida turned over so she was now on her back, facing up.

She said, "Needed to wash the taste out of your mouth?"

"Needed to wash it because I'm going for your pussy next. Didn't think you'd want me going straight from tonguing your ass internally to your vagina."

She smiled. "Oh, thanks for being thoughtful."

Ida pulled her knees up, making a V, and watched Ben go down on her. He kissed her inner thighs, sucking on them and making his loving way down to her cunny. He kissed her pubic region, licking it all over before focusing his tongue on her vulva. Ida sighed as his tongue played over her sensitive folds. He sucked and pulled on her soft flesh, making her gasp at every sharp sensation of pleasure. Closing her eyes, she felt him part her folds as his probing tongue went searching deeper into her womanly place.

She wanted to feel everything she had been desiring these past few days. She felt he wouldn't be offended if she made demands. Her body was his in this moment and she felt that her pleasure was as well, so she told him she wanted him to suck her clit and went ahead to describe it in case he didn't know what it was.

"Is this it?" he asked and proceeded to suck her clit.

"Yesss ohhh fuckk," said Ida. Reaching down, she ran her fingers through his black hair, soothingly combing over his scalp. She then raised her hips to his devouring mouth, thrusting up slowly into his face. His sucking didn't stop. She screamed when she orgasmed, and he still kept going. She made him stop. He resorted to softly kissing her pubes while she caught her breath. She whispered her thanks, keeping her hand on him, her fingers rubbing the back of his head.

Ben pressed his lips against her inner thigh, smooching it. "When you're ready, I've got something really hard that I'd like to get inside you."

Ida felt a rush of guilt run through her, a nagging alert that she had cheated on her husband with a younger man she had just met. Like, I fucking know that, okay?! she raged at the guilt internally, but didn't show any sign of struggle on the outside. She simply smiled at Ben and said, "I think you've fulfilled my quota of pussy and ass fucking for today. You were that good with your mouth."

Ben looked crestfallen and it just made the internal conflict worse for Ida. She quickly came to a compromise because there was no way she would be leaving that cabin with an awkward feeling in her gut and a disappointed young man seeing her off. The guilt rose up again when it realized the decision she was making. It stuck multiple warning daggers in her, telling her she would be making things worse. She almost screamed out loud at the moral agony, but managed to merely clench her jaw. Pulling out the daggers and tossing them aside, she told the guilt, You don't own me! and cut its head off with a sword made of pure willpower. She picked up the guilt head and kicked it out of her mind completely with a smile of satisfaction on her face.

Ida rose from the bed, walked away and came back with Ben's phone. She adjusted the focus on the camera while standing at a distance and placed it on a stand. She walked toward him, motioning him to keep his voice down due to the camera.

"What are you doing?" Ben asked.

"We are making a video for you to keep and do whatever you want with it. Don't worry. We're blurry just enough so no one can recognize us, but they will know exactly what we did."

"And what exactly are we doing?"

"Lay back and relax," Ida replied.

Ben did as she told him to and she went down on him, sucking his cock as his phone recorded it. He was laying on his back while she was on her knees and leaning forward while blowing him in such a sexy position. Ben was filled with intense pleasure and groaned his appreciation. He wasn't has hung as Wal, but unlike her hubby last night, Ben was willing and very hard.

He watched her play with his cock and balls. He ran his fingers through her blonde hair, telling her she was so beautiful and sexy. Her green eyes lit up as she pleasured his throbbing member. She carefully pulled back his foreskin and licked his lollipop head. It was very sensitive. She sucked it, making him groan louder. Her fingers fondled his balls while she sucked. Then she went down and sucked each ball in her mouth, pulling them in her direction while jerking his stiff rod.

She licked up and down his meat on all sides. Took him fully into her mouth and hummed while sucking on his hardness. His moaning urged her on. Her head started bobbing up and down as she sucked him hard and fast. Ben grabbed her head and thrust himself into her mouth, his balls lightly whacking the underside of her chin. He felt his explosion coming. Reading him perfectly, Ida stroked and coaxed all the cum out of him as happy spurts of his male essence deposited into her mouth. She opened her mouth for him to see his load before she swallowed it.

"I love Midwest American PAWG MILFs," Ben said with a dreamy, happy expression.

They showered, got dressed and sat down at the table for hot chocolate and blueberry muffins as Ben had said they would. The hot chocolate was good, but the muffins were delicious!

During that time, Ida learned that Ben was an Indonesian foreign student. He was studying Communication at FIU. He had been in the USA for a little over a year and was absorbing as much of the country and culture as he could.

"Well, I hope I've contributed positively to your experience here in America," said Ida, winking at him as they walked out of the log cabin.

"Oh, you have, definitely," said Ben.

He walked with her up to end of the property. The snowfall had quickly applied its frosting on their frames.

"I just realized," he said when she had taken several steps forward. "We didn't kiss. Usually in the movies, people in our situation kiss at some point."

Ida looked back at him and asked, "Does every experience have to come in the complete box set?"

"I guess not."

She laughed, walked back to him and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead. "Enjoy your time in Iowa, Ben. Have a merry Christmas!"

"Thanks, Ida. Merry Christmas!"

They waved at each other and he watched her walk into the white expanse separating her street from his side of the road. Ben ogled Ida's amazing ass as she made her way through the snow, knowing he would forever cherish the moment he had with her in the log cabin that snowy morning.

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