1. Playing with Ice


    Date: 9/5/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: sassys, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    down my throat. The coldness melts against my warm skin as you move it slowly down between my breasts. The melting ice pools in the hollow of my neck, creating a pool that you reach down and lap up with your tongue. I moan and again pull against the restraints as a wave of pleasure washes over my body. My body is in a state of confusion. The coldness from the ice causes goosebumps to rise along my skin, but then the warmth from your mouth again warms and heats me. Once again, you run the freezing coldness of the ice over my breast as you circle first one nipple, then the other. The tip of your tongue flicks over the hardened nipples as you tease them with your tongue. The warm heat of your hand cups my breast as you knead and suck my nipples, causing a wave of pleasure to run through me, making me quiver under your hands and mouth. I pull tight against the restraints as I feel you move the ice cube, melting between my breasts, down my belly, and circling it around my belly button. You guide it lower and rub it over my clit. I arch and lift my hips, seeking your touch, feeling the ice run over my lips. I cry out as the cold hits my hot throbbing clit. Your voice is husky with desire as you say, “That’s my little slut. Take it. Push that pussy up to me and beg me.” And then you slide the melting cube past my wet lips and into my hot pussy. “Please,” is all I am able to say in a quivering voice. You push the ice in deep with your finger. You continue to slide you finger in and ...
    out of my pussy. Stroking first one, then two fingers along my g-spot. I cum as I feel you rub your thumb over my clit; it took just a flick and I melted just like the ice cube. You press down on my throbbing clit as still, your fingers rub gently inside me. Slowly, with barely any motion, you continue to hold me there as you decrease the pressure on my clit and start to draw circles around the hard nub. I gasp and moan as I tug against the restraints again. I feel a gush of warmth, followed by coldness, as the melting ice gets pushed out by my contracting pussy, and runs down my crack. The shock of the coldness causes my bud to pucker as it runs through my body. I cry out as I suddenly feel your mouth devour my clit. You bare your teeth and drag them over my throbbing clit. I thrust my hips to meet your mouth, as your fingers continue to thrust in and out of me. You fingers spread my lips wide as you slip yet another finger into me. I clench my hands into fists and pull against the cuffs at my wrists as I once again feel my body start to orgasm. But suddenly you pull away. I am left to ride the crest back down. I feel lost in the darkness. My body craves your touch. I cry out for you. I wither on the bed needing you. Wanting you. I struggle to catch my breath, trying to quiet myself so I can hear where you are. It seems like I lie there forever even though I know it has only been a few minutes. I know you are still close; I can feel movement on the bed. I feel a hand on my ...
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