Fire & Ice
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By A Holistic Wisdom Newsletter
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We're taking a
nap together at the beach house All the windows are open. The breeze
blows in. We smell and hear the beach. The seagulls are calling. I'm
in jersey shorts and a t-shirt. My hair is back in a pony tail.
You're wearing shorts and no shirt. We are both on our left sides.
Your arm is around my waist.... Ok. Scene set....
I wake up, but
you're not moving yet. I slide away from you gently, trying not to
shift the bed. It's hot in the house. My clothes are sticking to me
with sweat. I go to the kitchen and get a glass, fill it with ice,
and put water in the glass. I go back to bed. I slip in next to you
and put your arm back around me. You still haven't moved. You sleep
so well so rarely, I don't want to wake you. The sun is just
starting to go down. I watch the sky turn pink and cuddle in closer
to you. I drink a little and suck a piece of ice into my mouth. Your
arm squeezes me. I turn my head. You're still asleep.
I set my glass
on my hip. The T-shirt material starts to absorb the condensation
from the glass. Usually, this would bother me, but I am so hot. The
cold water feels good. The water reaches your arm and you move it
off me. I close my eyes. Hoping if you think I'm still asleep, you
might go back to sleep, too. I hear the clinking of your fingers in
my glass. Cold water drips across my arm as you put a piece of ice
in your mouth. I hear it hitting your teeth. You squeeze me again.
"Have a nice nap?" you say. Your breath is cold on my neck. Still
sleepy, I just say, "Mmmm."
You kiss the
back of my neck. Your lips are cold. We just lay there. Your head is
on my shoulder. We watch the sun go down. You start to kiss my
shoulders. You take another piece of ice and put your hand up the
back of my shirt. Ooh! I jump, but I don't move far. It feels good.
You turn me onto my stomach and pull my shirt up. I put my arms up
and you pull it off. You toss it behind you. You undo my bra and
slide the ice over my skin. I just look out the window at the sky
slowly filling with stars. I almost fall asleep again when I feel
your hand slide under the waistband of my shorts.
You slide the
ice between my legs. I laugh. You slowly push the ice cube in and
out. I close my eyes. You lean over me and kiss my eyelids, moving
down to my lips. Our lips meet and I turn over onto my back. The ice
is inside me. It chills me to the bone. Your ice-cold hand is on my
stomach. You slowly pull my shorts down. My hand sneaks into your
waistband. You smile while you're kissing me, making your lips tight
against mine. My palm is flat against your body and it slides down.
Under your shaft until the base is between my middle and ring
fingers. I continue to rub you up and down this way. You spread my
legs, draping my right leg over your body. You hold your hand up,
fingers pointing down at me. I almost jump out of my skin when the
first freezing drop hits my clit.
I clench onto
your cock. You jump, too. We start to laugh, but neither of us
stops. I put my other hand into the glass and take a piece of ice. I
pass it to my right hand. I press it to your cock and stroke up and
down. You stop moving and your body tenses up. I can see the veins
in your neck. You reach down to your hips and push your shorts to
your knees. My feet meet them there and push them the rest of the
way. With my leg back down on the bed, you reach around my body and
grab my ass. You pull me onto my side and drape my left leg over
you. Your cold cock slides smoothly into me. Mmmm!
We both rock our
bodies together, grinding slowly. I press my lips to yours and slide
my tongue into your mouth. You have another piece of ice there. I
can't believe how long this ice is lasting. It's a sign that this is
what it was meant for! Your left hand is on the back of my neck.
Your right is on my ass, your fingers gripping me tight. You lean
towards me, forcing me onto my back. You hover over me and pull out.
I run my hands over your slippery cock. Up and down, over and over.
We just look into each other's eyes.
You lower
yourself to me again, slowly. You slide in and pull back up and out
again. You do this over and over. I start to get sensitive, aching
for you to stay inside me. My legs wrap around your hips and I pull
myself up to you. You stay on your hands and knees. My arms wrap up
around your shoulders. I'm hanging on you. I squeeze my legs,
pulling your cock into me. I squeeze and release, pulling you in and
out. You kiss me.
I let you go and
fall back to the bed. You lay down next to me. We fall asleep again.
When I wake up, the sun is on my face. I turn and you're not in bed.
I smell coffee and hear the whir of a fishing reel out on the pier.
I smile and get up.
