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By *ainaldo OP Man
over a year ago
Cardiff |
Everytime she blinked she felt her long lashes brush against the soft fabric of the mask. Shards of light lit the darkness of her unfocused sight. The window was open and she could hear the bustle of people and vehicles making their afternoon journey through town and she'd feel the occasional warm breeze from the sea caress her naked body. Her sense of touch and hearing were super sensitive now that her sight had been taken from her. She waited for what seemed like an eternity. Ever since Claude put the mask over her eyes and left the room she wondered when he'd return. He had promised so much as he whispered in to her ear before she felt his body leave contact with hers and she heard his steps on the wood flooring fade away. She wanted to scratch her nose but the soft silk scarves that Claude had used to tie her wrists to the bed posts stood firm as she pulled on them. Her mind began to wander and she started to imagine what he was going to do to her when she heard Claude making his way back. His steps didn't sound like they did when he left but it had been sometime since her eyes became useless and she dismissed the difference. She felt Claude get on to the bed, her body moving down in to the dip where she hoped his naked bottom was perched. She felt the soft touch of one of his fingers as it run up from her naval, between her ample breasts and to her neck. The finger was cold to the touch and maybe a little more moist than she would've expected. Still Claude said nothing, instead he moved his body between her legs, she felt his hands part her thighs from the knee. His cheek touched the inside of her left thigh and she shivered, she knew what was coming next. Claude ran his tongue along the inside of her thigh from her knee up and then stopped, before repeating the same action on her other thigh. She felt him pull himself up and then heard the clink of glasses making contact with each other. Without having time to think she felt Claude regain his original position and she anticipated his tongue on her skin once more. What she felt made her judder, this time Claude's tongue was freezing cold. It made its way up her thigh then below her naval. Still cold his tongue started to move downwards. Before it got there she felt his chin press against her now soaking lips. She groaned with anticipation bit once again claude stopped to repeat the same action from her other thigh. Again the coldness of his tongue on her warm, soft skin made her judder. As his tongue made its journey down towards her aching pussy she expected Claude, who has always enjoyed teasing her, to stop just before his tongue got between her lips. She relaxed a little waiting to find out where he would go next but to her surprise he carried on, his tongue parted its way and then she shivered like never before. The cold of his tongue was replaced with a freezing sensation as she felt something wet against her throbbing clit. Claude had let the ice cube in his mouth rest against her. Claude moved the ice cube up and down slowly over her clit and she writhed in pleasure, squeezing his head with her thighs. Her clit got colder and colder and she felt the cold water run in to her pussy hole as it melted. Claude let the cube drop down and she felt it on the rim of her opening. With a little skill, Claude managed to slide the cube inside her. The sensation was like nothing she'd ever felt before.
The ice cube felt large inside her. It didn't go in far and she felt it disappear quite quickly as it melted but the feeling was out of this world. How she long to feel it again. She called out to Claude "please do it one more time!". Her voice carries with an anxious, desperate tone. She felt Claude make the same shuffle he made earlier and then the cold touched her again. A smile as big as any she had made before beamed across her face. The ice cube slipped inside her, this one was bigger, she could feel it. Claude then began to lick away from her pussy and along her torso towards her neck. As she felt his cold tongue on her ear Claude surprised her as he slid the hard cock she knew so well inside her. This pushed the cold ice cube deeper than it had been. She couldn't believe how erotic and sexy she felt. Claude didn't move or thrust, he kept his hard penis inside her, holding the ice cube in place. It eventually melted and his penis slid a little further inside her and she wrapped her legs around him, lulling him in further. Wriggling her pelvis she did her best to feel him everywhere she could, seeking out every part of her thankful vagina.
Her mind was away when Claude started to slide in and out of her, slowly at first. No longer could she hear the hustle and bustle outside, nor feel the breeze against her skin. All she could hear was the noise she made everytime Claude's amazing cock left her pussy and slid back in and the heavy breathing of the man fucking her. She didn't notice a hand press down against the mattress nor did she, at first at least, notice that the kiss she got on her neck wasn't from Claude. She was too far away in her own world to understand that there was a third person enjoying every moment of the pleasure she was receiving.
This third person kissed her neck softly, a few small kisses on one side and then a nibble on her ear lobe. It compliment what Claude was doing to her well. A few moments passed, she felt her orgasm building. She felt Claude adjust his position as he tried to make sure his cock rubbed against her clit as it moved in and out of her. She knew that Claude's face was far from hers but then another kiss, this time in her lips startled her. The lips were soft and round, there was no stubble above the top lip that she noticed and there was a slight hint of a fragrance that she'd not noticed before. She stopped and gasped, Claude didn't stop, he moved in and out of her faster now. More kisses were planted on her lips and then down to her shoulder. She felt the soft lips as they enveloped one of her nipples. This definitely wasn't claude. She wanted to shout out but claude was doing top good a job for her to get a hold of herself. The kisses turned in to short, sharp sucks. She felt her ample breasts move as this extra mouth worked on her now fully erect nipples. A hand that felt elegant and refined cupped her other breast briefly before she felt the long fingers run through her hair. As the person reached up and ran their hands over her arm she felt the body against her, it was so soft, unlike any man she'd felt against her before. Then it came to her, she wondered if it was a man. As their bodies made contact she hesitated, waiting to feel against her the one thing that would prove it. The person licked up her arm and with her mouth open it happened. A long, thick nipple fell between her lips. It wasn't a mans nipple, it was far too long and round. She pursed her lips around it, licking it with the tip of her tongue. The woman pushed her breast against her face, she could feel its soft skin against her face. It felt big, bigger than hers or so she imagined. Was this really happening? Of course she'd thought about it before, Claude had talked about introducing a woman to their bedroom activities but it was always just a fantasy. But she wasn't complaining, she soon realised how close she was to exploding all over Claude. What she didn't expect was what happened next. She felt the lady straddle her stomach, she felt something wet were womans legs would meet. The lady moved up the bed towards her face. She knew what was going to happen. Even before it got there she could smell the juices flowing this pussy she was about to be expected to lick |
thanks hot cold.
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