The weather is beginning to turn cooler, reminding me that Winter in Vermont is just around the corner. I am not a fan of Winter, but there are times when the miserable Vermont Winters can present some good times. That got me to thinking about an event a few years ago, before I became a slave. I sifted through my old files and found this story I wrote about 7 years ago. While it is not Winter yet, with the cooling temperatures, I decided to share it. Enjoy.

  We had some crazy weather Friday and Saturday. Friday our temperatures actually got into the mid 50s (around 13 Celsius), which after nearly 2 weeks of temperatures near 0 degrees (-18 Celsius) and wind chills that made it feel much colder, felt really nice. However it rained almost all morning and into the early part of the afternoon. Then the temperatures dropped like a stone and hit freezing within about an hour, so all that water started freezing and the rain turned to freezing rain and sleet. By Saturday morning we had a few inches of snow on top of all that ice, and it was still snowing. By that afternoon, we had gotten nearly a foot of snow. That kind of weather, especially from Friday evening on made the roads slick and traveling hazardous. Many small towns had to abandon secondary and country roads so their road crews could concentrate on major roads. 

  I had gone home a little early Friday because the rain was beginning to freeze and I had walked to work that morning. Joyce was heading out too and offered me a lift. So I was contemplating what to have for dinner when there was a knock at my door. I was a bit surprised to find Steve standing on my porch. He told me the roads were so bad that there was no way he could make it home. He lives off one of those country roads, on the side of a mountain. He offered to take me out to a local restaurant for dinner, if he could spend the night at my apartment. Steve and I have been fuck buddies for quite a while, so I had no problem with him staying, even without the offer of dinner, but I took him up on the dinner anyways. 

  We went to the North Country Saloon, which is more of a pub than a restaurant, but the food is decent, as long as you eat red meat. I think they have a couple of fried chicken items, 1 pork and 1 fish option on their menu, plus a couple of salads, but the menu is full of burgers, steaks, roast beef and meatloaf offerings. Shortly after we sat down and ordered our drinks, Brian walked up to our table. He's another fuck buddy and one of Steve's best friends. These guys have shared me several times. Brian too had decided not to risk trying to drive the 35 miles to his place because of the number of accidents being reported. He was planning to stay at the only motel in town. With a glance, I knew it was okay with Steve, so I invited him to join us for dinner and to stay at my place for the night. 

  After dinner we went to my apartment. The guys grabbed beer from the refrigerator and I poured myself a glass of wine. We knew it would not be long before we were all naked and fucking and sucking, but it was early so nobody was rushing it. Which was probably a good thing, since my wine was less than half gone when my phone rang. It was Gordon. He had decided it was not worth the risk to try to get home in Enosburg Falls and was looking for a place to crash for the night. I told him to come on over. As soon as he hung up, I called Nelson's phone. 

  Ming answered and I quickly explained that with the bad roads, my place was quickly filling up, and asked if there would be a problem with me moving everybody to Nelson's place. She only took a few seconds before telling me it would be fine. The guys started packing up the beer and a couple bottles of wine so as soon as Gordon arrived we could move the party to Nelson's house. 

  Just about anybody heading north out of Burlington travels up Interstate 89. The Milton exit is the first one out of the Burlington area, but St. Albans, 2 more exits up is the next largest place. Milton has 1 small motel. Georgia, the next exit has none, In between the Milton and Georgia exits is the Lamoille River. The ice on the bridge over that river had caused a major accident involving a few cars and an 18 wheeler. Many people were getting off at Milton. planning to travel to Georgia and getting back on the interstate, but the roads, even major roads were getting really bad. Almost everybody going north, to several small communities that supply labor to Burlington businesses was affected. Before Gordon reached my apartment, I had received 2 more calls from people looking for refuge. 

  The guys grabbed a couple more bottles of wine and we headed for Nelson's in 2 vehicles. On the way they stopped and bought more beer. When we arrived at Nelson's there were 4 extra vehicles in the driveway. Crystal had been in the office doing some personal chatting. When she learned of the storm party, she decided to stay. The occupancy of Nelson's home, which was supposed to be 2 for the night had grown to 14. 

  Ming figured there were more of our friends out on the roads, trying to go north, so she had sent out text messages offering refuge and an impromptu party. The only possible problem to our impromptu storm party was the 3 women to 11 men. Personally I did not mind those odds, but I could see where there could be problems. I made a few quick calls and soon had Joyce, Beth, Pam and Will on their way to join the party. That made the ratio 2 to 1 which seemed to satisfy everybody. 

  Somebody had called for pizza delivery and some of the stranded guests had bought food or snacks on their way to the house. The table was soon covered with a variety of chips and crackers, pizzas, ribs, chicken wings, Chinese food and some grinders, a couple large bowls of salads and a lot of fillings for sandwiches. A small army could have been fed from that table. 

  The party had begun before Will and Pam were able to arrive. As things got started, I found my pussy being DP'd and Brian's cock pushing into my throat almost immediately. I was mounted on Steve's cock and laying face down on him, but turned slightly to take Brian's cock into my mouth. Jim then pushed his cock into my pussy as well. The 3 of them fucked me that way for quite a while, until Jim started to cum. After only dumping a couple of wads into me, he pulled out. A couple more wads of his cum smacked against my sphincter before he began pushing his cock into my ass. I knew he would not remain stiff enough to fuck my ass for long, but I realized he was simply lubing it up for others to fuck. 

  I did not wait long. Almost as soon as Jim's cock began slipping from my ass, Brian pulled from my throat and went around behind me. He rammed his cock up my ass with only 2 thrusts and quickly began pounding his cock in and out of me. My mouth did not stay empty either. I had not noticed their arrival, but it was Will's long, thin cock that was pushing into my throat. Steve and Brian caused a couple of orgasms, but soon Steve dumped his load into my pussy. When he was done, he slithered out from under me as Will and Brian began to push and pull me back and forth between their cocks so each plunged into me deep and hard, with my body rocking towards them to meet their thrusts. 

  The next orgasm to race up my spine was stronger than the first ones. It shook me and caused a moan muffled by Will's cock. An explosion of pleasure went off in my head. Both men were spurred on and increased the speed and force of their strokes. It seemed to only takes a few seconds for them to cause another, even stronger orgasm. Had they not had tight grips on me, I might have collapsed as my muscles twitched. My sphincter tightened as I moaned. Brian yelled out his pleasure over the squeezing of his cock. The throbbing of his cock told me he would not be holding out on me much longer. 

  Sure enough, only a few strokes more and he rammed his cock into my ass even harder. Cum shot into me. Brian held my ass pressed against him as his throbbing, twitching cock shot wad after wad of his thick, warm cum into my ass. The cum splashing into me and coating the walls of my bowels caused another explosion of pleasure to go off in my head. Brian pulled back and rammed his cock into me a couple more times, dumping more cum into me with each thrust, then he pulled completely out. I felt a few more wads of cum splash onto my butt cheeks before Brian moved away. 

  For the next few hours I was almost constantly being spit-roasted, though the positions changed occasionally. Wayne and Craig DP'd my ass while Gordon forced his big cock down my throat, and a couple of times all 3 of my holes were filled with cocks. Almost everybody continued to party through the night, though a few had found places to bed down and sleep. It was nearly dawn when I got into the shower to wash away the cum that coated most of my body and glued my hair together. 

  The number of guests had grown to a total of 22, with 7 women and 15 men. It was not until morning that I was really aware of the number of guests, though I did notice cocks pushing into me that had not been around when the party started. A few people were either still up when I started the coffee, or they had woken up. The morning radio program had been turned on as people sought out word of the road conditions. The news was not good. Road conditions were still not good and people were being encouraged to stay off them until the road crews could improve them. It was still snowing, so nobody knew how long that would take. 

  At mid morning the snow was still falling and everybody was pretty much resigned to the idea that they would not be going home for a while. With the resignation came the need for some entertainment and fun, so the party slowly began to resume. First a couple of people, then a couple more until everybody was again naked and joining in. It was nearly evening before word came that the roads had improved and authorities were no longer asking people to stay off from them. People began slowly leaving, but about 2 hours later the only ones left were Ming, Nelson, Gordon and me, and the party was over. 

  As much as I hate Winter and Winter weather, I have to admit the nasty storm that started last Friday really improved my weekend.