Ice

I entered the room and closed the front door. White votive candles, set everywhere, illuminated the darkness. Shadows danced on the walls. Soft music floated through the air. It felt warm and inviting.

Celeste sounded excited when she had called me at work.

“Hurry home, I’ve got a surprise for you.”

It was our special night together, a time randomly chosen, away from the busy lives we led. I looked forward to those times.

The music was soothing and it relaxed me. I had had a long day and it was nice to sit back and chill out. All the while, I wondered what she had for us this evening. Tonight was her night. Celeste had become quite good at planning our trysts.

On the round oak table, placed in the center of our living room, laid a single lavender envelope. I sat down at the table and reached for it. Inside, the handwritten note instructed me to wait, that she would be out soon.

I heard the bedroom door open and close. I looked behind me and gazed as she sauntered into the room. What a remarkable sight. Her full breasts swayed as she walked towards me. She wore nothing but a pair of black leather bikini panties; the two halves connected by a thin strip of leather that barely covered her trimmed snatch. The scent of her perfume, a light musk, which she knew was my favorite, permeated the room.

She stopped directly in front of me, just beyond my reach.

“Hi, babe,” she huskily whispered. “Are you ready for something special?”

I swallowed loudly. “You know I am.” I watched, as her nipples became hard little buttons. I felt my pussy moisten.

“Good. And you trust me, right?”

“Of course I do, sweetie.” My adrenaline raced. This was the first time she asked me about trusting her.

“Ok. I want you to put this on.” From behind her back, she revealed a leather blindfold. Very simple in its design, yet it appeared worthy for the task.

“Before you do, take off your clothes. Fold them neatly and put them over there.”

I started to rush as I ripped off my clothes.

“Slow down, Sydney. There’s no need to hurry,” she said. “We have all night.”

I nodded okay and continued.

Standing there, nude, the cool breeze from the air-conditioner chilled me. Goosebumps appeared, in tough competition with my nipples that had already protruded. Celeste stepped closer and I raised my hands to touch her.

She rested her soft hand upon my shoulder, which kept her at an arms’ length away.

“No. Not yet.”

She didn’t tell me, she ordered.

I stood there patiently, as she wrapped the soft leather around my eyes and tied it in a knot behind my head.

“No peeking. Can you see anything?” She asked.

“Blind as a bat, darlin.”

“Okay, then, wait a sec’.”

I heard her walk to the kitchen and open the refrigerator door. I could only imagine what Celeste had in store. I heard a crunchy noise as she returned and set it down on the table.

“Okay, Syd, have a seat.” She guided me onto the bare wooden chair.

We sat in silence for a while. That was something we both enjoyed about each other. Words weren’t necessary when we were together. It bolstered my confidence to be a part of new adventures. Celeste knew I would relax.

“Place your arm on the table, palm side up,” she directed.

I did.

She picked me up by the wrist and held me in her left hand while lightly running up and down my forearm with the fingertips of her other hand. The hairs on the back of my neck rose. A chill ran down my spine. My clit twitched. The flesh around the base of my nipples tightened.

Then she stopped. I was still thinking about how her touch felt when she touched me again. Now I recognized the noise I heard earlier. The cold was a shock to my system. My body quivered. She ran ice over my arm a few times then stopped.

I waited for her next move. I couldn’t hear anything except for the music that seemed louder than before. I concentrated on the lively beat that seemed to match the pulse of my heart.

Again, Celeste held my hand in hers.

This time, a small ripple of hot liquid ran halfway down the length of my forearm. The burning heat quickly cooled to warm. My arm jumped against the tabletop. Again, she ran a piece of ice along the trail of molten wax.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I raised my hand to remove the blindfold.

“Oh, no you don’t.” She commanded.

“Where’d you get an idea like this? Jeez, Celeste.” I didn’t like not being able to see; I started to feel claustrophobic.

“I figured I had to do something with all of these candles,” she explained.

I envisioned a devilish grin on that pretty face of hers. Her blue eyes sparkled when she smiled.

“Remind me the next time I buy you a present.” My heart raced. I could feel the sweat emanate from my pores.

Celeste answered with another cascade of candle wax and ice. She did this a few more times. The pattern of cold and hot finally became tolerable and exciting.

I slid around on the bare wooden seat of the chair. It was slick with perspiration. My mind tried to visualize what I couldn’t see.

“Stand up.” She ordered. I took hesitant steps as she led me to an unknown destination.

She led me to the living room. The carpet felt soft on my bare feet. Celeste sat me down on the recliner; the warm leather was soft and comforting. Celeste pulled the lever and leaned it back.

Before I could say anything, she gave me a wet kiss. As she broke away, another hot trail of wax dripped down and around my breasts. I inhaled sharply.

A piece of ice cooled the rivulet of wax.

“Breathe, honey.”

I could hear the smile in her voice.

My senses were sorting themselves out. I couldn’t see, and my mind played mental games. My temperature was on the rise, both inside and out. I wanted her. She moved away when I tried to touch her soft skin.

“Not yet, babe. Right now, you are mine.”

I didn’t know if I could wait any longer. My juices flowed, making it difficult to stay seated. I became frustrated at not being able to see her, to touch her.

“Come on, baby,” I pleaded, “I’m so hot for you.”

That was an understatement and we both laughed. Any tension left, melted. Celeste dripped more wax. She ran a trail from between my breasts down to the top of my trimmed bush. My stomach muscles tensed and I breathed a moan. Ice cooled the trail; little drops of water, melted by the heat of her hand, dripped into my crotch.

I reached for her again and this time she let me touch her. I felt her warm skin against the back of my hand. I turned my palm upward and found her wet. I wanted her even more.

Celeste moved closer and I slid my fingers into her. She moaned as she squeezed her thighs together. I almost came right then.

She released her thigh grip; I removed my hand and brought it to my mouth. The sweet aroma wafted upward as I sucked and licked my fingers, savoring her fresh scent.

As I relished my treat, Celeste placed an ice cube directly on my clit. My whole body stiffened. The shock was invigorating. She warmed me with her hot breath; tickled and teased with her strong tongue.

She alternated with another piece of the ice. The hot-cold exchange drove me wild and I was ready to cum any second. Her tongue flicked my clit. Celeste entered my pussy, holding a piece of ice in her fingers.

I draped my legs over her shoulders; my hands clamped onto the armrests and I held on for dear life. My body surged, every muscle tightened as I began to jerk about in orgasmic pleasure.

I could see heaven.

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