Pussy on Ice
My lover and I went to dinner the other night after I finished my show. The place was so empty it was almost secluded. He asked for the table in the furthest, darkest corner and ordered some ice cubes and cucumber. I wasn’t sure what he was up to, but he always had great ideas so I waited.
After the order came to our table he ordered the rest of dinner and asked that it not be started for another 20 minutes. I didn’t ask and just let him do his thing. I knew it would be something exciting. He took the ice under the table and began to stroke my pussy lips with it. It was so cold, but felt so very good. He then started to rub the ice cube over my clit and inside my pussy lips. I instantly spread my legs and waited for him to stroke some more, but instead I heard the rumble of the ice cubes and then suddenly his cold tongue entered my flesh.
I grasped the table hard with both hands and cried out. The waiter turned around and looked about three shades of red after he noticed my lover’s feet sticking out from under the table. He didn’t turn away though and after the shock of the cold embraced me I smiled at him.
The waiter took a seat at the end of the bar and watched. My eye contact never left his as my lover slowly slipped cold fingers in and out of my cunt. He must have filled his mouth with ice cubes because suddenly his warm lips assaulted my clit while I cried out when ice cubes tumbled over my hot pussy. I tossed my head back over the seat and arched my back as I came.
When the bill came we didn’t owe a thing.