Message-ID: <11601eli$9805271527@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: desdmona22@aol.com (Desdmona22) Subject: It's Just Ice ...... Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <1998052423420300.TAA11429@ladder01.news.aol.com> She stepped out on to the veranda. The sweltering Indian summer heat blasting her as she walked out the grand entrance. She had found a bit of heaven when she found this southern estate. But she was not prepared for the sudden rise in temperature. The beads of moisture that danced across her body attested to that. The tall cool glass of lemonade she brought with her offered some small comfort. She held the chilled container to her cheek. The sheer fabric of her summer dress clung to her damp skin as she moved across the wooden plank floor. Looking out over the railing she felt the gentle night breeze and she stood still, allowing it to evaporate the moisture from her body. She had thought herself alone when she caught sight of the tiny red glow. She knew without a second glance it was him. His tell tale cigarette. The silence of him as he was content to sit and watch without making his presence known. He had been nonchalant in his dealings with her up til now and this mystique intrigued her. She wondered what made him tick but knew his silent demeanor spoke of a man who prized his privacy. The thought crossed her mind that men like him usually built walls around themselves to protect from further hurt. Guarding their emotions to avoid messy entanglements. She laughed inwardly, a messy entanglement was the last thing she wanted and yet she could not deny the attraction she felt for him. His straight forward, no-nonsense manner told her of a military influence. And though she knew he had felt pain from the games of humanity, she saw the tenderness in his eyes and the glimpses of humor he sometimes allowed. She walked hesitantly to the bannister and set the lemonade down leaning on the railing with her back to him. She had no idea of the enticing picture she presented as wisps of long hair escaped from her coiffure and the breeze causing the dress to blow about her softly. "Do you mind if I share the view with you?" Her husky voice made more so by the stifled air. "The view I have right now is not one I wish to share!!" His smooth baritone voice sent shivers up her spine in spite of the heat. She turned to look at him sharply and realized his eyes were focused on her and she blushed profusely. She wondered at the affect he had on her. How he made her feel timid when in actuality she was bold, impulsive and at times brash. This thought probably provoked some of her actions but she felt determined to gain control and possibly usurp some of his. She reached into the glass of lemonade and grabbed a piece of ice and slowly brought it to her. Instead of sliding it into her mouth she ran it along her lips letting the heat therein begin to melt it. He watched somewhat passively but couldn't ignore those small water droplets that formed and dripped off. He felt a twinge of desire as he thought how much he would like to catch those drops on his tongue but outwardly he appeared collected. His gaze remained fixed on her actions and he marveled at this woman he had thought shy. Her hand guided the ice down her chin onto her chest leaving a visible trail of moisture and again he entertained thoughts of catching and following that path. She lost sight of her intention to shock him and allowed herself to just feel as the ice traveled down her chest and disappeared between the cleavage of her ample bosom. She continued, pushing aside the fabric of her dress and exposing the already hardened nipple. The ice soaking her as she made lazy circles around the stiffened bud. He unconsciously licked his lips. The first sign of a crack in his hardened veneer. She shuddered with her actions as the last of the ice melted. She reached for the lemonade and again pulled a cube from the glass. This time she started on her leg and ran the ice up over her knee onto her thigh. The path of wetness glistened in the pale moonlight. He watched now with fervent interest. The reaction in his own body becoming apparent. Her wantonness exciting him. Her freedom of expression piercing that wall of stone. As he continued staring she trailed the ice to the inner thigh all the while inching the dress up with her. Her body leaned back involuntarily as her hands made their way towards the center of her being. Legs parted allowing entry. He felt his breathing become more ragged. His gaze now locked on the treasure she willingly exposed. That first sight of soft curls forcing the air completely from him. The ice continued to melt, literally dripping between her legs. She continued closer and closer until with each hand she opened herself to his view. The moistened rosy flesh peering out beyond the soft mound. The ice, withering from the heat met that flesh and he saw the quiver the contact caused. She slipped the cube between the folds and his heart pounded as he watched it disappear inside her. Her moan reverberated in the night air. As quickly as she had inserted it she removed it and drug it to her mouth sucking the last bit of ice mixed with the heat of her own juice. "Come over here!!" She willingly obeyed partly because his voice was so commanding and partly because she longed for his touch. She moved to stand beside him. His eyes caught hers and she felt the wave of desire palpable between them. He reached for her then by the end of her dress pulling her down to his lap. His lips met hers and whispered soft indecipherable words against them. His height of response surprised and aroused her. He managed to take her bottom lip into his mouth, caught gently between his teeth. The flush she felt was exaccerbated by his closeness and the warm air. She felt his hands on her thighs beneath her dress....strong.......firm.......kneading ..... upwards. The initial contact of fingers against tender flesh caused her to gasp. Her mouth opened. He plunged his tongue inside invading, probing every inch. His explosive behavior slowed as he made soft, feathery circles and she again moaned with the sheer ecstasy. With agile quickness he laid her back on the lounge still whispering words of passion while deftly exposing her to him. He reached for his own glass and slipped a piece of ice from it echoing her previous actions. As the ice slid around her mound and his knowing fingers parted her the coolness jolted her when it touched her swollen femininity. She closed her eyes to the numbing sensation but was again shocked with the suffusing of heat from his mouth as he captured all where the ice had been. It tingled as the numbness vanished. His tongue darted all around warming...heating.... bringing her to a boil. His hands lifted her legs, exposing her further as his tongue slid down the natural slit of her body. In and out and around. All that was her. She whimpered, groaned and was fully aroused. Without consciousness except of primal need she arched into his mouth offering, begging. Again with a quickness of practice he moved on top of her kissing her. Pushing his tongue into her mouth allowing her to succumb to the taste of her own essence from him. His words... "Cum for me baby!!" and the heightened speech, the increase in timbre told her his need was as great. Seconds passed then she felt the entering of his hardened cock. No pretense, no fumbling just swift, full enclosure. Followed by stillness..... "Look at me. Feel me!" His words brought her to slight awareness and she felt in him the need to be recognized. "Love me.....love me......fuck me." It was all he needed. His movements were that of a raging bull. Hard. Harder. Til she felt he would rip her in two and yet the unleashing of emotion deepened her own response. She could feel him stiffen, tense, and knew the eminence of orgasm. Her own body responded in kind as the grinding of his pubic bone against her engorged clitoris stimulated her beyond reason. The shout of release echoed in the night air and her own scream of climax was slightly muffled beneath his thick chest. He collapsed against her. Heavy breathing began to soften and again his mouth found hers. Gentle warm kisses cemented the joy of sharing!!!!!! -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----