Erotic Story: Ice cold

It is warm. Well, scorching, actually. The thin fabric of my dress sticks to my skin. I don’t know why, but hot weather always turns me on. As if sex is suddenly in the air. ‘Can you bring some ice cubes for in the wine,’ I call out from the couch, as Lucas walks to the kitchen. It feels like forty degrees Celsius outside and I’m sprawled out on the couch with my legs over the armrest, hoping for a cooling breeze, but I don’t feel anything. Lucas drops two large ice cubes in my deliciously full glass of wine. ‘Close your eyes,’ he says gently. I feel a cold sensation run over my lips. I stick my tongue out and lick the ice cube he strokes my mouth with. ‘I figured you would like this,’ he smiles. The melting process sets in and ice cold drops slide down my chin. ‘Hmm, so good,’ I moan, referring to the divine refreshment on my lips. The ice cube slides down my neck, towards my breasts. This scene makes my braless breasts perk up. I hold my breath as he carefully removes my top. My nipples willingly poke forward, hoping for, and anticipating, the first touch. For some cooling.

‘You are hot.’ His eyes radiate playfulness. He lifts the ice cube from my warm body and lets it dangle over my breast. Agonizingly slowly, ice cold drops drip around my nipple. I hold my breath with every drop I see fall. As soon as a drop has reached my nipple, it feels like a shock shoots through my body. I want more cooling down. Sweltering cooling. He starts to tease the edge of my panties with his free hand. ‘Do it, ’ I encourage him. He bites his lower lip and looks at me from under his eyelashes. His brown long locks stick around his face. I can see that he’s just as warm as I am. Taking off my thong has never felt so sensual before. I lie naked on the couch. My legs still unashamedly wide because of the heat. What’s left of the ice cube lingers down my stomach. I lift my butt up from the couch to push my heat towards him. I pray in silence that he will move in my direction. ‘Sorry,’ he says as he puts the remains of the ice cube in his mouth. ‘The ice is gone.’ He can’t be serious. To make the situation even more intense, he slaps my clit and I let out an excited squeal. Before I know it, he hovers over me. His face a few centimeters from mine, and then he kisses me. His ice cold tongue dances through my mouth, cooling and arousing at the same time. He kisses me passionately, and an excited moan escapes my lips every now and then. ‘I want you,’ I mumble, panting against his mouth. He stops and looks at me. He sits up straight, takes my glass and takes a large sip of the cold wine. Then he kisses me again, and drops the sip go into my mouth. With a big smile, he lowers down where he finally presses his ice cold tongue against my heat. My hands grab the couch, my back arches in an unnatural angle and I push my lower body tightly against him. ‘You want this too much,’ he says sternly.

My skin tingles from the cold remnants of the wine, longing for some form of touch. I sigh loudly and relax my body. I watch how he takes the glass from the coffee table and moves it towards me. ‘Open your mouth.’ He carefully pours a few sips into my mouth. Some drops end up in my neck, over my cheek, and some tickle my ears. Then he takes another sip. That exchange continues until there’s only a half ice cube left in my glass. Lucas grins as he rubs the small cube of ice between my labia. That is so hot, it makes me so horny. Through the thin fabric of his boxers I can see that he is too. His boner hungrily pokes my way. Through his boxers, I grab his cock tightly. Lucas groans excitedly. He wants this just as much as I do. Just when I want to free his boner, he stands up again. ‘Stay like this. Exactly like this.’

I stay behind unsatisfied, and watch how he disappears into the kitchen again. He returns with a new ice cube from the freezer. Before he positions himself between my legs again, he effortlessly takes off his pants and kicks his boxers across the room. His cock is rock-hard and shiny. With a horny glance he pushes the ice cube inside me. My body shivers from the delicious ice cold feeling. The cooling only lasts a few seconds. My inner heat has the upper hand. He grabs his boner, presses his cockhead against my clit and then follows the ice cube, pushing inside me. The heat of his body is overwhelming. Without any effort, he stretches me and fills me completely. ‘Hmmm,’ he growls. ‘This is a really nice cooling.’ I grab his butt and dig my nails into his skin to the rhythm of this thrusts. He goes deep. Deeper than usual, or maybe it’s the ice cube pressing against me deep inside. I fully enjoy the feeling and our sweaty bodies touching. He licks the last drops of melted water from my neck and from between my breasts. Then he sucks my nipple. I forget all about the sweltering heat and moan loudly. His hand presses on my throat. Our bodies react animal-like to each other, we growl, claw, groan. With every one of his thrusts, every time he moves back and forth inside me, cold drops run out of me. Down my butt, down his balls. It’s cooling alright.

‘Fuck, this is so good,’ he yells groaning. Good is an understatement. The sound of my wetness echoes through the living room, only feeding our horniness even more. Groaning seems to have become an impossible task and the only sound I can produce is more like choking than excitement. His arm has my thigh in a grip lifting my butt. In this posture, I feel his balls pounding against my body with every thrust. When he starts panting in my ear that he’s about to come, I let my hand disappear between us and run pressing circles over my clit until I feel my climax coming. His breathing is uncontrolled as my legs start to tingle. Just before he climaxes, he pulls out. I’m there. And so is he. In waves, he shoots his cum over my writhing body. Cursing, he squeezes me hard. Drops of sweat stream down his forehead.

‘We’re out of ice cubes now,’ Lucas says with a sigh. ‘This was the last one.’

‘Fuck it,’ I laugh. ‘I wouldn’t have wanted to spend them any other way.’