Snow Day, Part 1

by Honey West

This snow day happened back in the early eighties. It was that time when the forecasters predicted a ‘dusting’ and we wound up being dusted with two feet of the white stuff. It wasn’t the amount that surprised us. My family lived in the north and we were used to it. It was the speed of the snowfall that caught us off-guard.

I was twelve years old (my name is Mandy) and my little sister, Kim, was nine. We went to school that morning even though the ground was white because, well, a dusting or even a few inches was no big deal to our school community. But the weather system stalled over us and warnings were issued that the storm had become severe and the town could be getting several inches an hour! School officials called back the buses as quickly as they had dropped us off but our particular bus had not come back. My sister and I waited with the other kids and the snow started to really come down. A teacher called for our group to wait in the school where it was warm but I, being twelve and stupid, held Kim back and told her I had a brilliant idea. We knew that Aunt Katherine (Katie, to us) only lived less than a quarter mile from the school. We sometimes walked to her house after school (in warmer weather, of course) when Mom asked her to watch us. Let’s go there instead of waiting in the funky old school. My kid sister was at that age where she kind of looked up to me.Okay!, she said. And so we told a friend to inform the teachers where we were going and left before anyone could tell us not to go.

Did I mention it seemed like a great idea at the time? The snow was coming down hard and I’d swear it was up to our knees when we were just halfway there. (perhaps I exaggerate) We trudged leaning into the wind which was pelting our faces with hard snow. Our backpacks felt like lead and Kim had slipped and fallen face first into the snow twice. The second time she looked like she was going to cry but made a stubborn face and decided not to. We dragged our feet thru the snow and the wind and the drifts that were starting up until, finally, we came to Aunt Katie’s house. She had a beautiful cottage-looking place that had a long sloping driveway — and no car. Of course. Katie would be at work. I turned to look at Kim, who was freezing and literally covered in white. She too saw no car and, looking around, began to cry. I don’t blame her. The snow was coming down so thick that no other houses or nearby trees were visible. We felt cut off from the world. “we’re gonna die!” She wailed. “Don’t be silly,” I said, “We know where the key is.” Aunt Katie had a key for us hidden in a fake rock in back. On a normal day we would recognize this rock easily. Not so when the rock garden was a white field of snow. I hurriedly dug around for it as I listened to Kim’s teeth chattering. Finally I found it and with shaking hands opened the back door.

Aunt Katie’s home was wonderful on sunny day. Today it was Heaven. We started brushing the snow off each and trying not to get the place too wet when the phone rang. It was Mom and she was furious. She had been calling every ten minutes since the school called her till we got there. I felt bad and apologized but she said we were safe and that’s what was important. I asked if she could come get us but I remembered the family car was in the shop. “I called Aunt Katie and she might be stuck in the city. I’m trusting you to take care of your sister as you’ll have to stay there for a bit.” “Don’t worry, Mom” I said as I foraged thru the kitchen cabinets, “I found Mac’n Cheese and frozen pizzas. We’ll be fine.”

When I had hung up I heard the sound of chattering teeth and saw poor Kim standing there shivering. She had gotten her outer coat off but her clothes were wet and cold. “Oh you poor thing,” I said in a motherly manner and realized I was shivering too. I instructed her to run upstairs and take off her wet clothes and punched the themostat, which had been set low, up to the top. I ran to the guest room (which was mostly for us) and found Kim stripped down to her panties. I had been disrobing on my way up and was taking off my pants when I came in.

Now, keep in mind up to this point I was only concerned with the events of the day and at this moment getting heat back into my body. But there stood my little sister, arms crossed and body shivering, wearing nothing but panties. For a nine-year-old, she was already developing little mounds and graceful hips. What struck me were her nipples, which were pointy little cones that in her current icy condition looked like they could puncture aluminum. At twelve, I had developed quite well. I still had some adolescent heftiness to me (certainly nothing you could call fat!) and my boobs were fairly ample for my age. With nipples like Kim’s, they had a meatiness to them I was proud of. The thought that we had the same nipples struck me as erotic, but I pushed that thought aside for more practical sake.

I grabbed a comforter , threw it on one of the beds and scurried under the sheets, motioning for my sister to join me. She raced in and we cuddled, our bodies rattling almost violently we were so cold. With the blankets over our heads, she asked, “what are we doing?”. I informed her that when a human body shivers it radiates five times its body heat. This is a trick people use to stay alive in the wilderness. We’re creating a little oven under the sheets. “you’re so smart,” she chattered as she slid her cold leg across mine. I could feel her hard tit poking the side of my breast and I started to heat up in other places first. We gradually warmed each other and moved from freezing fetal positions to relaxed postures. Occasionally we cracked the sheets to let in some fresh air but mostly we seemed to like the cozy territory we had created. Lying on our sides towards each other, our closeness included the faint smell of our skin and private areas which were fragrantly musty and intoxicating. There was sexual tension in the air but neither of us would admit to it. At first we started talking about school and boys and such. But soon that quieted and we started stroking each others hair. Kim was a petite girl and next to her I felt so…fleshy. In a good way. I saw that her nipples, which had softened, were poking out again. The snow-bright light in the room seeped thru the covers and we unabashedly looked at our bodies. ”I can’t wait to get boobs like yours”, Kim said and she pinched my nipple playfully. My pussy swelled at this and I assured her it would be soon. The air had become obvious with the scent of aroused pussy. I was still a virgin but an expert at diddling myself and I knew my ‘perfume’. This was a little different. My little sister was turned on! She became aware of the air and started to look embarrassed but before she could react I reached out and tweaked both her nipples with my forefingers and thumbs and pressed gently. “Feel that.” I said quickly “Doesn’t that feel good?,”. She gasped and nodded her head. She watched my face with her mouth open as I rolled my fingers around her stiff points, jerking her body once and awhile as I played with them the way I would play with mine. I took a teat in my mouth and began sucking and she wrapped her arms around my head pressing me closer. My god, her little cone was hard as a rock! It seemed to grow in my mouth and we rolled around under the covers with my mouth latched to my baby sister’s tit. She was panting heavily and I knew I was gonna make her come today. I slid my hand down into her panties and felt a still-smooth pussy slit. She cried out softly when I touched it. Sliding my finger up and down the wet crevasse I heard her moan loudly and I gently vised my teeth on her extended nipple and that was It! Her fingers dug into my scalp and she cried out in passion, her body convulsing in my arms.

When she came to earth we started giggling, partly from her embarrassment (or lack of) and mostly from joy. We suddenly became aware that we were perspiring and threw off the covers laughing. “Omigod!” I cried and ran downstairs to turn down the thermostat. The place was like a hothouse now. I looked out the window and everything was white. The snow was still dropping. If there was a tree in front of the big window it had disappeared. What a great day, I thought. I brought my finger to my nose and inhaled my little sister’s scent. I wanted more.

She came bounding down the steps still wearing those damn panties. “Whoo, it’s warm. Wow! Look it the snow now!”

“I know,” I smiled, “Looks like we’re really stuck here.”

Aunt Katie always liked to keep her fireplace ready to go so that when she was in the mood it was just a matter of lighting the newspapers underneath. This was no exception and we took advantage of the set-up. I made some hot chocolate and Kim turned the TV on to see the extent of the storm. We both stayed in our panties. It felt cool to stand near-naked in the picture window and comfortably view the winter vista. Kim yelled that the highways were shut down and there was no school tomorrow. All I could think of was putting my nose to Kim’s pussy, and maybe tasting it too. I knew about lesbianism and what it curtailed from school talk and reading and such. Heck, I even thought at times that Aunt Katie might be a lesbian because she was only a year younger than Mom but unmarried. Mom said she just liked to have her space and wasn’t ready for a husband yet. Then I met one of her boyfriends and that killed that thought. Still, now I thought of how pretty Katie is compared to Mom. (I know that’s unfair, Mom being a mom and all).

It occurred to me that the TV news is not what I was hearing now and I turned to see Kim transfixed on what was on the screen. She had her hand over her mouth in surprise and, with wide eyes, motioned for me to hurry over. My eyes moved from her budding boobies to the set and a scene of a nude woman pulling down the pants of a stud of a man. His cock popped out and she ran her tongue across the side of his long shaft. “What is this,” I sputtered. “I just hit the play button on the VCR” Kim whispered, amazed at the fellating this gal was doing. We sat on the couch and watched as another man entered her from behind. Kim and I looked at each other and giggled. Aunt Katie! I saw how comfortable the sofa was. “They probably did it right here on this couch while they watch this.” Shh, Kim says, staring at the action. “Watch the movie.” I wanted my sis in the worst way and I thought ‘take your time, we’ve got all day’. Then I remember something I’d read about Betamax pornos (Yeah, Betamax, this was the early eighties) and if what they said was true I should enjoy this soon. Sure enough, after that scene ended the next featured two women in a salon. (I’d read that lesbian scenes were pretty much obligatory in regular x—rated films.) One woman is getting a massage from her female trainer and soon her hands move from her back to her buns. As she starts to knead the tasty-looking cheeks I feel myself getting wet between my legs and my hand moves automatically to my crotch. Suddenly Kim has spryly jumped behind me and, with her lips at the nape of my neck, begins feeling my tits. As the woman turns her partner over on the massage table and puts her tongue in her pussy, Kim rolls my pointed glands between her fingers and I move my underwear aside and push my finger straight in. I watch two women make love on the screen as Kim slyly rubs her chest across my back, ‘scratching’ it with her sharp nibs. She slips her hands under the bottom of my boobs, caressing that area, then lifts my breasts as if weighing them and firmly presses them into me with her palms. She allows my protuberances to slip between her fingers and snugly scissors them. I moaned at the pressure.

“You like?”, She asked, “Can I suck them now?” Yes! Yes!, I cry. She jumps in front of me and smiles with glee at my round meaty tits. She looks down at my hand pistoning in and out of my crotch, touches me there but I’m too far gone to let go of myself (the women are sixty-nining now). Still I’m so wet that she brings up two moistened fingers and, holding them up to show me my pussy juice, dabs them on my hard nipples. When she wraps her little girl lips around one I start cumming like a tornado. She grabs the other point with her wet fingers and squeezes and I’m bucking my ass up and down the couch. Kim is laughing gleefully as I orgasm and when I finally stop she pulls my fingers out of my cunt and starts to bring them to her mouth. At that moment she looks over my shoulder and screams in fear! I whip my head around and standing there at the back door entrance is a masked adult bundled like an Eskimo and covered in white snow! We both drop down in timid defense.

Aunt Katie takes off her ski mask and, with a look of dumfounded amazement, says, “What in the hell is going on here?”.

End of part one