Frisky the Snowman

by Lauren Biel

This story is for my readers who fantasize about sleeping with snowmen. To the rest of you, enjoy unlocking a new kink!

Before I put it where it belongs, I stop to straddle the first mound of snow. The hard-packed ice freezes my slit as I rub it along the friction-filled surface. There’s something about snow for me. I’m obsessed with the stuff. Most people find building a snowman fun, but I find it erotic.

“But he already has a nose,” I whisper, tapping the carrot across my chest. “What could he possibly need another one of these for?”

I step back and stare at the man I created. My big, white snowman with a nice-sized carrot dick.

“Do you like how my tits feel, Frisky?” I moan. “Do you want me to fuck you? Do you want me to ride your long, hard, orange cock?”

I fuck myself with carrots the other nine months out of the year, but it’s not the same. I’ve tried.