0 comments/ 15830 views/ 4 favorites The Iceman By: Zoeeee The afternoon passes quickly as I prepare the bedroom for his arrival. I have waited so long to finally meet him I want the room to be perfect. I placed the satin sheets on the bed and placed candles around the room for the romantic setting I wanted. I contemplate what to fix for dinner, something light, I think, a grilled steak and tossed green salad should be perfect. I run out to the store to buy the things I need. I want tonight to be just right. Arriving home with the groceries I peel and cut the vegetables and prepare the salad, I tenderize the steaks. He will be here in two hours. Placing the salad and steaks in the refrigerator, I go in and draw my bath. The bubbles part as I step into the bathtub and I arrange the shampoo, the razor, the mirror and my book in the basket that rests across the tub in front of me. My washcloth is hanging off the side of the basket, slowly drawing the water up from the tub and getting wet. I pick it up and drop it in the water then cover my exposed skin with it. Picking up my book I lay back and relax, preparing for an evening of excitement. While attempting to read I drift to thoughts of the night to come, I close my eyes; lean my head back against the tub and imagine how his touch will feel. What will he do first? How will his kisses feel and taste? Will he make love to me as slowly as he has so many times on the net, or will there be such urgency that it will go heated and fast? Images of him dance through my head. He is intoxicating. We met in a picchat room on the Internet. He was willing to listen and after a while, I was willing to share and trust. We shared hot moments as well as ups and downs; we even shared the daily ins and outs of life. He was there for me as much as he could possibly be, being an ocean apart and I missed him very much when there was something to keep him from meeting and chatting with me. I liked the feeling of being close to him, even if it were only on the net. I hated to admit I needed what we shared, hated to admit what I feel and how deep the need goes. I examined every moment we made love to one another in chat or instant messaging. I saw a pattern of complete lovemaking. There was never a moment that he just “fucked” me, used me or made me feel cheap in what we shared. He was always so very gentle, so kind and patient and so refreshingly slow with me, yet he was also completely thorough when he took me. He teased me until I didn’t think I could take anymore, and then he showed me I could, he made sure I was completely satisfied over and over again and because I had never had anyone make love to me the way he had before, the tears would fall from the corners of my eyes, in pure joy. I remembered the want and need I felt and at times the guilt for allowing him to pleasure me so completely. My mind continued to wander and I looked up at the clock noticing I had only about thirty minutes left in the bath. Picking up my razor I shaved all the necessary places, and then positioning the mirror in the basket I shaved my mound. Reaching down, I slowly and very lightly touched the outer lips of my pussy, stroking upward in the water. He taught me to please myself this way. It feels so good I want to continue for hours but my time is up. I part my lips and pull the skin tight, then shave each lip entirely all the way down to my ass, smooth as silk, all over. I pull the drain open and allow the water to evoke that feeling of pulling down on me as it flows down the drain. I stand, turn the shower on and begin to wash my hair. I massage my scalp and rinse the shampoo from my hair apply conditioner and begin to wash the bathwater off of my body. Reaching down to run my fingers over the lips of my pussy, I am so excited as I trace my swollen lips, feeling that I am so wet in anticipation, I smile. Rinsing the conditioner from my hair and using the hand held shower massage to accomplish one final rinse of myself, the pulsing spray of water passes over my clit. I almost loose my footing and I feel my knees almost buckle. The need to cum is so intense, but I want to save it for him. Stepping from the tub I turn the water off silencing the massager. I wrap my hair in a towel and grab the second towel to dry my skin. When I am nearly dry I lay the towel on the lid of the toilet and apply lotion over my body. Arms and chest first, working my way to my legs and feet, I make sure there is lotion everywhere I can reach. I remove the towel from my hair and brush it out; I will leave it down long for the evening, knowing he likes to play in it. I want to be all natural tonight. I rub in a light coat of face cream and I am satisfied. Opening the closet I look for something to wear. Thinking out loud, I talk myself into putting on my purple lingerie, black stockings, hooked to the garters and my blue denim button down the front dress. I look in the mirror and have to be satisfied as time is short. I slip my feet into black heels and survey the bedroom once again. All is how I imagined it to be. In the dining room I have a bottle of champagne on ice, the table is set for two, all I have left is to grill the steaks and toss the salad once more. I place several salad dressings on the table and light the candles there. Then I hear the knock on the door. My heart races as I walk over and open the door, he takes me into his arms and hugs me ever so gently and we enter the hallway after closing the door. He reaches down and holds my chin in his hand then softly kisses me again, over and over. I feel the effect of those kisses in my panties. I am so wet and my panties dampen even more with every kiss. I could never have imagined these feelings. I have never felt this before in my life and I will cherish every moment, every kiss, and every touch this evening. He breaks the kiss and steps back to say hello. I look up into his eyes and whisper hello. I have no voice for the moment. I hold his hand and lead him into the living room. We sit on the sofa and I offer him something to drink, and he asks for ice water, after we visit for a few minutes. I excuse myself to put the steaks on the grill and he offers to help in the kitchen. I let him know everything is ready except grilling the steaks; I ask how he wants his steak cooked and head for the kitchen to put them on the grill. I am leaning down in the refrigerator to get the steaks and the salad out, when he walks up behind me and gently presses his hardness into the cheeks of my ass. My body responds by pressing back and I drop the dishes back onto the shelf of the refrigerator. I slowly stand up, turn to face him and gently pull him into me for that deep passion filled kiss. Our tongues dance together as I feel his arms encircle me. I press my body into his letting him know just how much I want him and how he excites me. I whisper in his ear “I want to make love with you before we eat, okay?” His eyes sparkle; he takes my hand and I lead him to the bedroom. The candles are just enough light, as he begins to slowly unbutton my dress, kissing the skin between each button. He reaches the lacey lingerie and nods in approval, as he finishes removing the dress. His fingers slip under each shoulder strap of my teddy and he peals it off of me so slowly, I think I will die before he is finished. I reach out and slide my hands under his shirt, touching him lightly as he removes my clothing. I feel his chest and stroke every inch of him. I unbutton his shirt and slowly slide it down his arms, removing it from his body. Hanging it on the chair I move into him again reaching for his mouth to kiss him again. He takes my breath away all over again once more. I reach between us and open the button and zipper on his pants. They drop to the floor and I glide my fingers to the top of his underwear and I begin to slowly remove them. I am so excited I want him so badly. He is completely undressed and offers me a sip of the ice water beside the bed. I sip as I watch his eyes devour me, I see the adoration in his eyes, that which used to be only words over a computer in the past. I am happy that he is here with me if only for a short brief time, and I am very happy that I took a chance with him. I hand the glass back to him and after setting it on the bedside table he covers my body with his, kissing me, whispering in my ear, that he has wanted this for a very long time. He tells me with his body how much he wants me, how much he needs me and how very much he wants to please me. Sliding down my body he gently sucks my right nipple. He rolls it into his mouth and literally makes love to that one nipple. His hands encircle both breasts and he gently squeezes them as his mouth continues to firmly and completely lick, suck and kiss each one. I am breathless and very wet. He reaches for the other nipple and flicks his tongue over the hard little bud, pleased that he makes me shiver and moan in lust for him. He takes that nipple into his mouth and gently sucks as his tongue flicks the bud. I can cum from just his touching of my breasts. I press my body into his as the heat rises and I want so much more. I feel the intense pleasures from his mouth and allow myself to release quiet moans of heated passion, built up over months with him. He slips off my body to lying beside me as he continues his gentle suckling of my right breast. I feel one of his hands slip under my neck as the other traces my entire body. His touch is so light and gentle I want to scream out. I feel the burning trail of his touch everywhere and he leans in to kiss me again all the while touching me. He traces my breasts with just the tip of his fingers, down each side of my body and across my entire torso. My skin afire with a passion I have never known. Suddenly I feel his touch on my mound, softly tracing it and I gasp from his touch there. I close my eyes and experience every sensation, every burning feeling inside me. I feel the lips of my pussy swell as he takes his time touching every inch of me. I am so wet from my own excitement and wet with the desire I feel for him, my body is on fire. I moan and my body reaches out for his every touch, wanting and needing more. Every inch of his touch sets me on fire and I loudly moan even more as I thrash about under his expert touch. His every move down my body seems choreographed, like a perfect performance, in replica of every time we made love on line. He gently moves his mouth down over my skin planting licks and tiny butterfly kisses along the way, his hands framing my body as he glides down to lick and suck on my bald mound. I feel the heat of his breath as he moves over every inch of my skin. His licks seer into my flesh, every kiss branding me; I’ll never forget this night for as long as I live. My body responds to his every touch, involuntarily moans escape from deep within me as he rekindles that fire. Everything about us blends together just like we were meant for one another and had done this over and over before, anyone looking at us would never believe that this is the first time we have seen one another, in real life, and definitely the first time we have ever made love. For all intents and purposes, we had made love before, but only in cyberspace. The sensation of him now, in the flesh, is nothing like I imagined from cyber sex. The powerful feelings he has brought to the surface are driving me wild. I could never have anticipated the emotional connection that I feel here, with him tonight. I want him buried deep inside me, right this moment, but I know he will take me very slowly. I allow my hands to roam all over him, touching his skin, feeling him and kissing him all over. I love the feel of his body, the way he responds to my touch. I never thought I had that power before, to evoke the responses from him that I have here tonight. I feel light headed, drunk from all that this night will be and I will cherish every second, making the most of it, knowing this is all I have to prove everything I ever said to him was true. He slips his finger down over the outer lips of my pussy, tracing them softly and slowly. I spread my legs wider for him as he takes just the tip of his finger tracing each lip with the gentlest of touch and unbearably slow. I know what it feels like from him coaching my own touch, but his touch sends me to the stars. My touch pales in comparison to the feeling of his fingers on me. Instinctively I try to pull away from the relentless pleasure, climbing that invisible wall grasping at the pillows as I loudly cry out the delight I feel. He continues tracing my outer lips ever so slowly while still sucking and teasing my nipples. He drives me crazy with unbridled desire, my body responds with exceptionally swollen pussy lips, my juices flow freely, and my hips press down on his fingers. I cannot describe how good he feels to me I can only moan and cry out his name, so needful and reckless begging him to enter me now. He isn’t finished with teasing me yet. He traces the outer lips of my pussy once more, up and down each side then slips his finger into my wetness; sliding it up and down the inner lips of my pussy, so slowly. He has positioned himself so that he can see my face and the look of pure happiness as he teases me, taking me over the edge. He gently taps my clit ring, sending shock waves throughout my body. I gasp from the surprise of it and press my pussy down in search of his finger. I want it deep inside me. He has me cuming all over his hand and I can’t stop. He continues, ever so slowly, to trace those inner lips of my pussy, up one side and down the other continuously. My body is pressing down on his hand trying to capture his finger inside me but to no avail. He continues to trace the lips both inside and outside now. He is the most through, gentle and slow lover I have ever experienced and I love it. He makes me cum for him again before I feel the tip of his finger at the opening to my pussy. I scream as I cum and beg him to make love to me. He slowly slips his finger inside my hot wet pussy and I try to grind down on it. He reaches the depths of me and softly slips his finger in and out. He introduces another finger and slowly brings me to heights of passion never before imagined. I feel one finger softly touching the inside top of my pussy gently rubbing the “back” of my clit making circles and rubbing back and forth. His other hand is stimulating my outer clit and he has it hardening and standing out for more. I feel him gently pull the hood back to expose the head and he gently rubs it with one finger while his other hand is deep inside me rubbing the back side of my clit. I am without words to describe how I feel. All I know is I never want it to stop. I have become so excited I begin to squirt as I cum. My hands involuntarily grasp the bedding on the bed as I cry out for more. I beg him to take me. I feel the fingers inside my pussy slipping in and out, finger fucking me slowly and his other finger just lightly rubbing the sides of my clit, gently tapping the ring occasionally. He makes me crazy. I feel him shift his body and I swiftly feel his hot breath and tongue as it slides up my pussy lips. I moan and my body responds all over again. My head rolling back and forth as his tongue teases the lips of my dripping wet pussy. I spread my legs even wider because I want his mouth to devour me. Feeling his tongue explore my every crevice I press my hips down to capture his tongue as it glides across both the outer and inner lips of my pussy. I have never enjoyed a mouth on my pussy before, but this is heaven. He whispers to me telling me to hold my pussy lips open for him and as I reach down to spread them wide his tongue teases my clit, dancing across it so slowly and lightly then he gently slips his tongue around my clit ring and sucks on it. I am feverish from all of the feelings I am experiencing all over my body, experiencing orgasms one right after the other, over and over again. His tongue licks my entire slit from bottom to top so lazily and I cum again. My body thrashes and my pussy grinds down on his face as I cum hard. I feel his mouth sucking on my pussy as his tongue darts in and out of my hole. Then, he grasps my clit with his lips, slides two fingers deep in my pulsating pussy and sucks hard. My ass rises up off the bed and my entire body shudders in a long slow orgasm. I try to catch my breath, gasping as slowly takes me over the edge again. I am whispering to him that I need him buried deep inside me but he acts like he can’t hear me. He continues to slowly lick, tease and suck my pussy lips and clit until I beg for him to stop, tears streaming down my face because I don’t think I can take anymore, the pleasure is more than I could have ever imagined. His finger begins to slowly trace my outer lips again. The feeling of his fingertip over just the lip, especially wet, is so sensual to me. I lie back and spread my legs wide again to let him have his way. He traces my outer lips again, up and down first one side then the other. I feel him slightly spread my swollen lips to trace the inner lips, up and down each side. I feel like he is trying to memorize me. He inserts his fingers and traces every inch of me, and then locates that spongy spot that he taught me about and brings me to the ultimate climax all over again. Then I feel his fingers in my drenched pussy sliding slowly in deep, and slipping slowly out, over and over again. I look down into his eyes and I see the enjoyment as he continues to tease and taunt me. I know he sees the look of pure pleasure in my eyes and he knows it’s the first time anyone has seen that look. When I feel his body begin to slide up mine I am more than ready and I believe he finally wants to enter me. He reaches for the glass of ice water beside the bed and takes a drink. He offers it to me and I rise up to my elbows to sip, feeling it wash away the dryness from my heavy breathing and screaming. It is very refreshing and I lie back as he then returns the glass to the bedside table. He lies down beside me on the bed and I feel the cold ice against my skin as he rubs it over and over to take the edge off each side. He circles my nipples and I search for feelings inside me. I feel the shock of the cold, the element of surprise, the hardening of my nipples, the cold touching my skin and the heat of his breath as he trails the ice with his mouth. It is such a different sensation, feeling the contrasting elements of hot and cold on my skin. The feeling is so very sensual, how do I explain? He traces the ice cube down over my body and licks the trail with his tongue. My whole body responds to him, shivering and shuddering as though I had cum. I progressively feel the ice cube against my clit and my hips rise off the bed in a feeble attempt to escape the frozen ice cube and the cold. He slips the ice back into his mouth and gently rubs my ice-cold clit, re-warming it slowly by stroking it with his fingers. The feeling is amazingly incredible. The sensation assaults my entire body, causing my heart to race, my hips to rise up off of the bed and my hands tearing at the sheets, I seem to be looking for something to hang on to; trying to catch my breath as he continues to take it away. His immediate attention to my clit after the ice with his warm fingers evokes another strong orgasm from deep within me. I can’t help myself, I let it happen, totally letting go and for the first time, giving someone else complete control to pull those deep passionate feelings from me. I have always wanted to experience the feelings of not holding back and with him, I can. The Iceman It was a scorching mid-summer day and I was volunteering at my eldest child's baseball game in the concession stand, my body dripping feminine sweat. Halfway through the game I noticed there was only a fourth freezer full of ice, making it my turn to go to the back shed to retrieve more bags from the larger freezer. I waved to my partner, another parent, and slipped into the door, wiping more liquid from my burning face, relieved to get away from the humid shit smelling shed known as "the food court." I unlocked the door, sighing, pleased to have a quiet moment to myself, inwardly frustrated by the swarming mass of male bodies, none of which I could touch, kiss, or consume. It had been awhile since I have felt strong muscles beneath my palms, hard against soft, groping straining parts for total satisfaction...relief. What I needed was a big, strong man, a man who knew how to please a true female, make her cry out in intense, complete and utter fulfillment. A soft click from behind caused me to jump in surprise, all sex thoughts gone from my head until I saw who joined me. It was the infamous "Iceman", the one guy all the women swooned over whether it be young girls, teens, single mothers, married wives, and grandmothers. He was another male specimen I had secretly lusted over, his ice cold eyes burning over my sweat drenched body covered in a yellow halter top, short khaki shorts, and yellow cloth flip flops, the outfit making me look younger and sexier. Keeping eye contact with this gorgeous specimen, I slipped a piece of ice into my steamy moist mouth, sucking slowly before catching it in my dainty fingers leaving a trail of clear fluid to follow. I cupped my swollen, full breasts, coating my begging nipples never breaking his gaze, seeing the flare in his drooping eyes, a sly smile crossing my full lips as his gaze fell to my tits, almost drooling, leaving a large wet circle on my thin top. The coolness of the ice warred with how hot I was burning inside, cold one stroke, scalding the next, trembling, fighting to stay in control. One hand sliding slowly down into my shorts with ease and much confidence hesitated, then drifted into my lace panties, a trail of hot and cold as I entered my waiting pussy, gasping at the friction created. It melted instantly in the hot tunnel, trailing past my fingers and down my slightly spread thighs, now quaking roughly as my first orgasm quickly followed, hot chasing cold, dying to overtake one another. My head fell back as I enjoyed my explosion, vaguely aware of my witness, not caring how bold he thought of me, drifting in satisfaction but not full sedation. When the quivering ended, I slowly raised my head, dazed eyes mashing with the watcher's lust filled ones, questions flaring along with naked desire, a deep-seated hunger arising with each labored breath. "Iceman" stood frozen, staring at my firm, wet body, focusing on my pussy as if he had on x-ray glasses watching how my clit blossomed just for him, just for his body. I unzipped my shorts, sashaying out of them with a sexy wiggle, my yellow lace panties following suit dropping to the dusty floor, only to be ignored as I hopped onto the freezer with a shiver. Slowly I leaned back on one hand, a second ice appearing ice cube appearing in my free hand which I popped into my mouth for round two. I continued to slurp noisily drawing his focus back to my pout lips and drooping eyes, sirens lure. Positive his whole attention was on me, I swirled around, my back to him, sliding forward so I could lay down, my legs propped upon the shed wall. I held out a third ice cube to him, tempting him into wickedness, the allure of pure lust, male combusting with female, the mixture of my scent and pleasure unknown caused him to grind his teeth in male frustration. He fell, two long strides, his uniform pants undone by the time he faced me, his face angled in fevered passion, physically ready to devour what was in front of him, mentally unsure of if it was right or not. His long, thick cock slapped me in my face, the contact making us both gasp and jump, anxious to enter, refusing to be denied, a sip of his essence as a promise of more to come. Who could refuse, taking him deep in my mouth along with the ice cube, running it about his throbbing muscle, delighted by his animal growl of inhuman pleasure. "Iceman" had stuck his cube into his drooling mouth, greedily bending fully over me causing his large cock further into my opened mouth making me gag in the most unladylike fashion, not prepared for his massive size. With an ice in between his teeth, he soothed my heated nether lips, poking and prodding into my hole, a mixture of tastes and smells, the coldness jolted me and as I jumped, his staff touched my tonsils, blacking me out. His hands gripped my thighs roughly, fingers imprinting themselves on my soft flesh sure to leave markings, spreading me more so that I was doing the splits, letting him feast as only a starving man could. His tongue pierced my opening, like a snake, in and out, taking all I had to offer and more, forcing my shaking body to expel every ounce of feminine fluid it had, rejecting failure, creaming continually into his waiting mouth. After the ice had melted around my snack, I swallowed him completely causing him to choke on a groan, my pleasure stalled; giving me the chance to renew the power, I welded over him. I cupped his tight balls, my tiny hands squeezing gently, rolling his testicles between my slim fingers, my free hand caressing his firm pumping ass, adjusting myself to better fit his needs, making it easier for him to fill my mouth. The first squirt of his ejaculation seeped out into my mouth, rolling my eyes in fulfillment, as I tasted him, the richness that makes him a man, a fertile specimen. I pinched his sac to stop his fluid, wanting it to sweep into my vagina, claiming his body, as many men had claimed mine, wanting to hear him beg, cry out in exhilaration. I pushed him off me, ignoring his whimpers and groping while I fluidly moved onto my knees, still facing away from him, rump in the air, tempting and teasing him to come to me, my scent still strong in the stuffy air, an addiction to all males. Ass swaying, I silently pleaded with him to enter me roughly, taking what we both so clearly wanted, needed to end our evening before moving on, our distraction quickly coming to an end, denying it. I wanted to feel the thick, long, muscle flexing into my tight, wet opening, begging for the attention, his attention. "Fuck me now!" I demanded as he gripped my ass cheeks, eyes aglow with lust; a snarl admitted from his thinning lips, a mouth that I had yet to taste, but who had tasted me, my budding passions. He continued pulling them apart, then pushing them together, fingers slipping into the folds, trailing my juices along my ass crack before barging in, thick thumbs easing their way into my tight butt hole, spreading me. Biting me hard, he made sure his teeth marks evident on my glistening skin, allowing my release until he had proven to me that he was with me and that it was a mutual seduction. "Iceman" was adamant about his possession over me, his dominance, marking me for his own. I called out hoarsely when his cock slammed into my dripping pussy, his digits still pumping in my ass, hearing his grunt at the friction, flesh grinding flesh in a mating as old as time. My juices coated his throbbing dick, our scents creating a unique perfume, the major vein pulsing through his staff rubbing against my sensitive cunt, each stroke sending new shockwaves from him to me. His deep groaning echoing loudly in the little shack, was ignored by the crowds, little league players, and others, our own game, male against female, penis vs. vagina. I squeezed my pussy around the intruding member, milking him empty, not letting up until there were weak thrusts made by both of us, whimpering as I pulled away abruptly, fixing my outfit and totally ignoring him. I left him there, leaning against the heated cooler, head slumped between his sagging shoulders, his weakness my power, his pants inflating my air, refilling my energized body, lungs inhaling his karma. I strolled slowly to the other freezer, conscious of his gaze on my hips, my form that was unmeshed by a lover's touch, not even a strand of hair out of place, showing my ownership over his body, evidence of my control over his male form. Opening the freezer door, I deftly grabbed two bags of ice, turning and bumping the door shut with a sexy tilt of the hips, eyes finally connecting as I pop a last piece of ice into my mouth, smiling wickedly, and sailing out the door. Every game since, I looked anxiously for my "Iceman", secretly slipping pieces of ice between my shaking thighs, remembering his roughness, my cold master who turned into my ice slave. I never questioned his absence; never let it show to others of our hot, wild affair, the crazy animal sex in the back shack. It never occurred to me that my dream man, my "Iceman" was gay, that our short fling was the only time he had been with a woman, hence his obsession with my smooth female ass and the tightness of my pussy. Every time I heard one mention his name, I secretly laugh, glorying in the mastering of the one man who is lusted after but never would be taken. The Iceman Cometh Jerry bounded back from the kitchen, vodka and orange in one hand, a small dish of ice in the other. There was a noticeable bounce to her step and the smile on her face indicated that the first serving of dessert had satisfied her just fine. I sat at the head of the bed, leaning against a pillow, a perfect position to see her has she came into the room. She was a marvel. Such a near perfect body on a woman who was quite pleased to be 61 years old. “I am amazed at how well preserved you are,” I noted, always sucking up. “Amazes me too,” she answered. “Ah don’t do anything special. Ah work hard, play hard and fuck hard.” The smile broadened with the last comment. Jerry put the drink and the dish down, popped into bed, planted a very wet kiss on me, then turned and sat next to me, picking up the drink and settling in. I let my hand reach over and brush over the nipple with a very light touch. The smile got even wider. “What’s the ice for?” she questioned. “It puts fires out,? I answered immediately. “You’ll just have to wait. If there is a danger of a fire, I’ll use it.” She shrugged her shoulders, not really understanding and that was fine with me. The ice would be that much more effective. Jerry took one more healthy swig of vodka, put the glass down and pronounced it was time to get on with the loving. Her lips went right after my nipples and then made a wet trail down the body and straight to the cock. No fooling around for Jerry. She looked back at me. “Ah certainly do love having this thing in my mouth and Ah hope it is good for you.” I nodded yes, closed my eyes and let her do her thing. First came the swabbing of the shaft, a brief introduction of her lips to my balls. My eyes rolled back. Quickly the heat raised for me as her lips spread wide and took the head in and sucked, running her tongue underneath the head. “Wonderful.” Jerry turned her head slightly to look at my face. I could say nothing else and she knew it. The cock got harder and thicker. I had always been down about its size, but the thickness made most women quite happy. “My turn,” I said quietly, lifting her head off the cock before getting so far down the road of ectasy that I couldn’t hold back. I moved her to her stomach and started a slow, tantalizing massage, going from the shoulders down the back, over the buttocks and down each leg. My lips followed all the way, spending more time on the inner thighs than anywhere else. Such soft skin at that juncture. Her legs parted slightly, treating me to more skin to kiss and rub. My lips came back up to her ass, planted a quick kiss on each cheek and turned her over. “Ah liked that,” she said. “Not many guys think about that. I wonder why?” “Hell,” I replied, “I’m looking at the reason why right now.” My hands reached for her breasts and started their massage right there. My hands almost started shaking as I cupped one breast with both hands, let one finger reach upward to brush the nipple ever so lightly, then traced my hands down and then back up to the other breast, treating it the same. It isolated the mound and raised it up and when nipple was touched you could see the jerk of Jerry’s hips. This time I added the lips and the moist tongue to the pattern. Just barely touching and then taking the nipple in between my teeth and letting my tongue move over it at various speeds. I looked up and she had her eyes closed, the smile still in tact and she was letting the sensations rule her mind. After two trips to each nipple I started down the stomach, trying to touch every portion with my lips. Down and down and down. She raised both legs slightly and let them spread out, waiting for the touch and the lips to start the fire. One hand ran over the lower portion of the lower abdomen and one hand reached for the ice dish. Jerry had kept her eyes closed. Quickly, the lips were on her again and the first swipe at the clitoris caused a reaction from her hips. Fingers searched the other potion of the pussy, then one finger was inserted as the tongue and lips continued to capture the clit. Her hips started to move with the motions, He eyes remained closed, but not her mouth. “My lord what are ya’ll doing? she said softly with a mock southern belle voice. She knew damn well what was happening and enjoying every sensation. My lips went after her even harder and I let the mouth slip down to the vagina and made some light sucking motions that made her jerk even harder. One hand grabbed a piece of ice and smoothed if over the skin. Jerry’s hips flew up. “Where’s the fire,” she yelled. “Jeez that feels good.” “Shut your eyes and just enjoy.” I put the ice between my teeth and started rubbing the outer lips. Her legs flew apart and I pushed both the ice and my lips inside her. The coolness brought a quick hip movement. I didn’t let go of the ice, but I could feel it melting and the cool wetness that was dripping inside her. My hand went up to her breast and I squeezed it gently. Her hips kept moving up and down and her hands were now on my back, the fingernails piercing in as she got hotter. “Oh, god, fuck me now. Fuck me now, don’t wait.” I rotated my body pushed he legs farther apart and entered her, again with a slow motion. “More, faster, hurry.” she screamed. There was no southern belle in that scream. She was on fire. Her hips pounded back at me and I reacted with violence, plunging inside her with quick motions. Too hell with lasting a long time now, just keep her happy, just keep her hips responding. I lost track of time and feeling and when I did the concern about an early orgasm was gone. Jerry slapped her legs over me and her ands around my back and she started moaning as she thrust her hips again and again. Almost like flying without wings. Her body was off the bed as she clung to me. And, then, came one long thrust and her juices started warming my cock even further. Hell, I need the ice right then. She was flooding us both with here orgasm and it took just a second for me to match her intensity. My load burst into her and we both screamed. Collapsed on the bed I looked at my brand new friend. Both of us were still panting and nothing more than a smile was needed. Jerry rolled over on her side, planted one hand on my cock and stroked it as she looked at me. “That was some dessert, wasn’t it? Ah’ve had ice on my tits many times but this was special. Jeez, the sensation was spectacular. Wanna have dinner again later this week?” “That’s fine with me. I’ll bring the meat. What would you like?” I replied. “You brought it this time, just bring it again.” She sat up, took another jolt of the vodka. “What did you do before retirement?” she asked. “I was a writer most of my life and now I am adding art. Have been painting for eleven years. My prints finally arrived, but I haven’t unwrapped them as yet.” “Want to paint me? “Love to. Why don’t I bring my camera on the next visit? I paint off pictures that I take and I’ll want to take at least 36, maybe more.” “Okay. Get your ass home. I’m going to bed.” The Iceman As I lay back just enjoying his touch, he never stops touching me, and I really like that, I feel the chill before I actually feel the ice touch the lips of my engorged pussy. I dig my heels into the bed as the ice first touches my skin followed immediately with the heat of his mouth. My body relaxes and constricts, as the tease gets more intense. He slides the ice up and down first the outer lips and I feel the drips of the melting ice slide down into the crease of my ass. The re-warming of my pussy lips with his skilled tongue and mouth continue to keep me on the edge of orgasm. I feel the ice slip between my pussy lips to slide up and down the inner lips; he is so slow in taking me I feel like I could die waiting. Up and down with the ice cube and followed immediately with his tongue, I press down against his mouth with my pussy begging for him to take me. I feel the new ice cube slip deeply into my hot pussy and I shudder stiffly from the shock. My pussy constricts from the cold and he very sensually slides his body up mine and his raging hard cock enters my pussy in one long exceedingly slow stroke, holding himself deep inside me, and looking deeply into my eyes seeking the look of pleasure, I explode from the awesome sensations of his hard hot cock chasing the ice deep into my hot pussy not disappointing him. My pussy constricts around his hard cock in an attempt to prevent him from removing it. The feeling of the ice and the warmth of his cock in my hot pussy are simply amazing and something I had never felt before. As I relax from the intense orgasm I look at his face and see his enjoyment, so I focus again on the sensations deep in my body, his hard cock and the last of the ice cube. I gently pull his face to mine and kiss him tenderly and completely. I finally feel the motion of his cock moving ever so slowly in my pussy. I never want it to stop. I feel incredibly sexy and completely loved. Reliving the sensations he has introduced me to this evening sends me back over the edge and I cum instantly, pressing my pussy up tightly on his cock. He just holds himself deep in my pussy as I make my way through another wonderful orgasm. He whispers and tells me to squeeze his cock harder with my pussy, I cinch down on him, feeling every vein as he slowly rocks back and forth inside me. He begins to leisurely make love to me even more, his cock is so deep and tight inside of me as I squeeze and hold him there; then he begins thrusting so gradually in and out of me, my hips reach out and up to meet his every thrust. He can feel how wet I am from my orgasm and we no longer feel the cool ice cube. It has melted. As he makes love to me this very first time I feel so sexy and so sensual, every inch a woman. I can’t remember how long I have waited for that feeling once again. Our bodies enmesh into one and move together as if they were made to be here this way. He moves slowly making me experience every fraction of inch of every thrust into my hot pussy. He lies down on top of me and kisses me so tenderly, so passionately as I continue to contract my muscles around his cock. I reach down to pull him deeper by placing my hands on the cheeks of his ass and squeezing them, pulling upward. I am overwhelmed with fiery passion and emotions never felt before I have no words. We spend the next couple hours just making slow passion filled love to one another. He slides down my body again to suck on my clit; I twist around to make love to his cock with my mouth; slowly licking my juices from the silky stretched skin. I begin by slowly licking just the shaft of his cock; using very deliberate strokes of my tongue from base to head, like my favorite ice cream cone, all the way around, every inch of him feeling him swell even more with my tongue and mouth. I drop my head down just a bit and begin to lick his balls, gently and slowly, memorizing every inch of him, feeling the different textures of his skin with my tongue, tasting him and inhaling the scent of us, tasting the blend of our juices. I am intoxicated as I make love to this man. I wrap the fingers of one of my hands around his cock shaft and softly stroke as I slip first one of his balls into my mouth and gently suck on it, teasing and rolling it in my mouth and then gently moving over to the other. Sucking and licking and gently stroking. I can’t help but feel his tongue tease my clit and taste my juices as I bring him to the edge of orgasm over and over again with my hands and mouth. With just the firm tip of my tongue I tease that very sensitive skin just under his balls, back and forth, over and over. I feel him breathing heavier and moaning as he enjoys my mouth on him. I want him to feel so much from me, I feel as though anything I do is immeasurable to what I just felt so deeply from him. I fit my mouth just over the head of his enlarged cock and press my lips firmly around it. Teasing the eye with the tip of my tongue and sucking gently at first. I apply more pressure with my lips and suck harder, gently raking my teeth over the head. I look into his eyes as I kiss just the very tip of his cock, just before I slide the entire length of him deep into my mouth. Pressing my lips around him firmly at the base and slowly pulling up as I watch the lines of pleasure cross his face. Down and up, over and over, ever so slowly I tease and taste his cock so lovingly. Reaching down I cup his balls into my hand as he slowly finger fucks my wet pussy; my mouth bobbing up and down over his hardness. I lick and suck, feeling every inch of him with my tongue. I taste his pre cum as my tongue glides over the head of his engorged cock and I feel every vein and line of his cock in my mouth. I hear him moan and groan with pleasure as I continue to lick, suck, and tease him with my mouth and tongue. As he withdraws his fingers from deep within the folds of my engorged pussy, I am again kissing just the tip of his cock. He slides up my body, kisses me firmly and passionately as he unhurriedly enters me one more time, filling me so completely full and taking me to the heavens all over again. He moves so leisurely inside of me I think I will die from the intense pleasure I feel. I love the feeling of him making love to me, and as I am kissing him deeply and very passionately I feel that ultimate orgasm sneak up on me. I break the kiss as I try to catch my breath; my whole body stiffens readying for my release. My pussy cinches down around his cock, stroking it, milking him as I explode all over him. My hot cum coats his cock as he is lodged deep inside of me, setting off his climax. Feeling every hot splash of his cum deep inside of me, I pull him as close to me as I can, wrapping my arms around him as I kiss his face all over, my pussy continuously milking his cock. We lay together holding each other, catching our breath then roll to our sides with him still lodged inside me He holds me close and wraps his arms around me as we lay together each of us lost in thought of what we just experienced. A short time later I feel him slip from within my pussy and I roll over to kiss him. We lie in each other’s arms and quietly talk awhile as we relax then slip into robes to finish fixing dinner. I start the steaks on the grill and he opens the champagne pouring each of us a glass. Dinner was perfect. We enjoyed the steaks and salad and the champagne complimented everything. We left the dishes and the table and went to the living room to finish our drinks and relax to the music on the stereo. I lean over to rest my head on his shoulder as we talk about the different things each was thinking. I feel his arm reach out around me and his fingers gently playing in my hair. He softly strokes it as he tells me how good he feels and how much he enjoyed dinner. I thank him and begin caressing his skin under the robe’s opening. I set my glass down on the coffee table and turn my body toward the back of the sofa, facing him. I look into his eyes as I slip the tie open for the robe. Taking just the tips of my fingers and lightly stroking his chest, tracing his body, I take one nipple into my mouth and explore it completely with my tongue and mouth. I like tasting him, feeling his nipple respond to my tongue flicking over it, firmly and quickly, and then sucking it hard into my mouth. Blowing my warm breath over the tip and watching it perk up as the cool breeze from the air replaces my breath, and I suck it more. I feel my body responding to the enjoyment we both are feeling as I tease him. I am wet and I moan feeling his hand slip down into the folds of the robe, seeking out my clit. I place my hand over his and gently put pressure on his fingers as he strokes my pussy lips and clit. I want to feel what he feels in his hand as he touches me, I want to memorize every stroke of his fingers, his mouth and hands as he touches places deep inside of me. I reach up and loop my hand around the back of his neck to bring his mouth to mine for a long lingering kiss of passion. My fingers extend into his hair and gently entwine through the silky strands as I press his mouth to mine and introduce my tongue to his and as they dance together I feel his fingers enter my pussy once again. I let my left knee fall outward to open wide for him and I press my hips downward to capture his fingers deep within me. I feel his fingers deep in me and I lightly grind my pussy down on them. I want him again. I need him to make love to me just once more. Looking into his eyes I gently pull his fingers from within me and slowly stand. I gently pull him from the sofa to stand before me and I lead him to my bedroom. The robes drop to the floor as we lay down on the bed once more. I feel him reach for me and I melt into his arms. We hug and kiss and touch and taste each other all over again and as he feeds his fingers into the folds of my pussy I feel that need grow and engulf me once more. My hips grind against him in search of satisfaction and my heart swells from the emotions he stirred deep within me. I feel him roll me to my back as he covers my body with his. He is kissing and licking my neck and chest. He teases me with his hot breath over my nipples. His hands squeeze my breasts together as he makes love to them all over again. I feel him as he slides up my body and straddles my chest. His cock is hard as a rock as he places it between my breasts and slowly moves forward and back. I reach around and press my breasts together as he slips between them, my tongue seeks the head of his cock as he presses forward, and I lick his cock with every stroke, occasionally capturing the head between my lips to suck on. As he moves to the side of me, I playfully get up on all fours and look into his eyes with a needy look, I feel him move around behind me and slide his cock head up and down the slit of my pussy. He lingers near my clit ring and uses his forefinger to slowly stroke over top of the ring, gently tapping and I moan from the sensations I feel. I reach down between my legs to take hold of his cock and playfully tease my clit and as I am teasing myself I have a strange sensation. I feel a cool thumb at the entrance to my ass, laying there, softly pressing against the tiny virgin opening. The feeling of his thumb and my fingers and the head of his cock drives me wild. I want him so badly once again. I wiggle my ass back against his willing thumb and I feel it slip through the opening and stop. The feeling is sensational. I have never felt anything so intense before. I try to push back onto his thumb to get more but he prevents me from moving as he gently moves his thumb in and out in tiny strokes. Teasing me and making me experience every slight movement from him. I feel the ice cube as he slides it over my ass cheeks, his thumb still slowly, agonizingly teasing me. I feel the droplets of the melted ice slip down over my hips as he teases me more. I wiggle my ass trying to get more of the intense feelings his thumb provides when I feel him gently ease it away from me. I moan out loud my disappointment, it felt so good. I can’t believe the drastic contrast in feelings from his fingers in my pussy to his thumb in my ass, I only want more. He has the ice circling around my ass hole, the melted droplets easing into my hot pussy lips. Involuntarily I continue to press my hips back for more; I never dreamed it could feel so good. He suddenly slips the ice into my pussy and slides his rigid cock right in behind it, chasing it deep into me and I scream out as I cum all around his hard cock. Gripping him tightly inside my pussy I feel his cool thumb at the opening to my ass once again. I can’t take it, the powerful feelings are more than anything I have ever felt and I press hard back against him, lodging his cock deeper into my pussy as I feel his thumb slip into my ass once again. I never knew I was so sensitive. My breath is short and shallow and my moans of longing increase with every fraction of movement from either his cock or his thumb. I want to feel it all, deep inside me and as his cock stirs the depths of my pussy I explode in orgasm with his thumb just inside my ass. I feel him slide slowly in and out of my pussy in long deep strokes allowing my orgasm to flow and last longer than ever. I catch my breath just as he removes his thumb from my ass and I groan in disappointment. He slides deeply into my pussy once again and tells me to squeeze his cock and focus on only that feeling. I am hanging on the edge and crazy with desire for the new sensations he brings to my pussy and ass. After what feels like hours of squeezing his cock inside me, stroking it with the muscularly folds of my pussy, I feel another piece of ice rimming my ass hole, melting the rough edges off of it and the droplets flow down his cock and into my pussy between us. I can’t stay still and I buck back against him, I want his thumb in me once more, I have never experienced such sensations before, and I just want more. He slips the ice cube into my ass and allows it to just slip deep into me. I want him to give me more. I want that thumb buried inside of me, deep. I feel the sensations of a second ice cube sliding over my ass cheeks, instinctively I know he is rounding the edges and the anticipation of it entering me is almost overwhelming. I want more. He slides the ice between my ass cheeks and circles my ass hole over and over again and after teasing and taunting me with it, I feel it slip into my ass. He immediately follows it with his thumb, he doesn’t stop until his thumb is buried deep inside me and I cry out from the feelings of contrasting hot and cold as well as the full feeling of his thumb I am experiencing. I am aware of his thumb as he begins to move it in and out of my ass, ever so slowly and I press back onto his cock holding it tighter and tighter within my pussy, enjoying the feelings of the thumb, the ice and his cock. I explode with an orgasm more powerful than ever, lasting minutes. Feeling him withdraw his thumb and then his cock, I am again disappointed; it feels like the more he shows me, the more I want. Suddenly there is a strange sensation at the opening to my ass, the feeling of the cold lube and then the head of his cock. A brief sense of panic covers me; his cock is much larger than his thumb. I feel the head slip through the opening and he stops, holding it there as my body adjusts to the intrusion. He runs his hands over my back and down over my ass cheeks, gently and lightly. I press my ass back on his cock trying to take more as the sensation of pure pleasure overcomes me. I feel his hands grasp my hips as he controls the amount of his cock entering me. He whispers to me to take this slow or it will be very painful, and he doesn’t want to hurt me. I am wiggling my ass back on him for more and I feel him slowly enter me a bit more. I can’t control the loud moans of complete satisfaction as I finally feel his entire length embedded inside my ass. After what feels like forever he begins stroking in and out of my ass with very slow steady movement. I can not believe the incredible pleasure I am experiencing for the first time. I had never known anything that felt so good to me. He reaches around and firmly teases my nipples, rolling them and slightly pinching them as he increases his speed in my ass. I feel the edge of an orgasm that is powerful and I allow myself to let go once more. I feel so wet, different from ever before, and I reach down to discover a very slippery fluid escaping from my clit all over the bed, I have squirted, something else I thought I would never experience. I reach for his hand and guide him to feel it for himself and I feel his cock thrust deeper and harder inside my ass. I feel like I will die from the sensations he has brought me to. Suddenly and without any warning he removes his cock from my ass and swiftly rolls me onto my back. I watch as he takes an ice cube into his mouth and another in his fingers. He places my legs up over his shoulders and rounds the edges of the ice cube up and down between my breasts while sucking on the other. I watch as he slips the first and then the second into my ass and chases them with his cock. The feelings deep in my ass of the ice followed by his hot cock set me off all over again and I cry out as I squirt all over us again. He folds my body in half as he leans down to kiss me deeply and passionately. I reach down and stroke my clit as I squeeze his cock with my ass. He moans from the tight fit and the feelings of the contractions around his cock from my ass. I raise my hips up as much as I can, look into his eyes and beg him to take me harder, deeper, and faster. I want more of this awesome sensation. I feel every inch of him buried in my ass. I feel his balls slap against my ass cheeks as he takes me hard and fast. He slams in and out of my ass and I have cum more times tonight than I have ever cum in one session. I have experienced mind blowing orgasms and actually squirted twice. I feel his cock swell even larger and watch as his orgasm rises up and he’s ready to explode. I cinch down harder, press up with my hips and take every possible inch of him deep inside me. I look into his eyes and whisper to him to give it all to me, cum hard and deep in my ass. I see it in his face just as I feel every contraction of his cock as he shoots his cum deeply into my ass. I had never experienced anything that ever came close to the feeling of him shooting his cum in my ass or his cock pounding deeply inside of me. I didn’t want it to ever stop. I wanted this man to make love to me forever, but our time was quickly coming to a close. He collapsed down over my body and I held him close and in time his cock slipped from my ass. He rolled to my side and pulled me close whispering his pleasures into my ear. He told me how good it felt to make love to me and how special it was to introduce me to a very new and mind blowing pleasure. After a long time of feeling him close and holding me, he kissed me long and deep, and then headed for the shower. I followed him into the shower and surprised him by slipping in behind him. I took my time washing every inch of him and rinsing him off, touching him everywhere and then washed myself. He stepped out and began drying himself and I followed. As he dressed I slipped my robe on and watched. I saw someone very special to me. I saw a man who made love to me like no man in my entire life and I watched this very special part of my life walk to the door. He leaned down and kissed me tenderly and deeply then slipped out the door that just hours ago he had entered and had taken me to pleasures I could never have imagined.