dreamer
Slave
Registration Date: 06-27-2006
Posts: 179
Mistress Or Master Or Slave: Slave
Level: 37 [?]
Experience: 1,201,692
Next Level: 1,209,937
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I went for a walk the other day...just to cool off..and ended up walking into a Dairy Queen for some icecream. I chose a fudge sundae...with strawberries on top. As I licked the spoon for the first time..a flash-flood of images went through my mind.....making me wonder what it would be like to share this sundae with you. How many places could I eat it from......
I picture you..with a playfull grin on your face as I bring the spoon towards you. Your tongue cups the spoon....and draws it into your mouth...slowly as you look into my eyes. Small drips of ice milk & berries fall from the spoon onto your chest. Our eyes meet, and I see a sexy, wanting grin ....and know that what is to follow will be a lot of fun. You start to unbutton my blouse ...and then remove it along with my bra...then you take a spoonful of the confection and drip it onto my already aroused breasts. Tongues follow the drippings on both of us....a very rewarding sensation indeed...cold dessert followed by warm lips, moist tongue, and grazing teeth. Every bone in our bodies accutely aware of each other...become electrified as our hunger is far from satisfied.
Fingertips trace over glistening skin..as our body temperatures quickly rise...surroundings go out of focus as our concentration hones in on each other's pleasure. Our touch..soft at first...rapidly becomes more and more aggressive..to match our quick breaths, pounding hearts, and animal-like hunger. Hands that grasp each other...now zero in on more "sensitive" areas. You look into my eyes - looking for consent to go any further...and you only find desire and want neatly housed in an unforgettable shade of purple.
Your hand trembles...and hesitates..but I place mine over yours..and guide it to my most personal area. I moan softly in encouragement..and your fingers gently knead and explore me. My hips begin to grind against your fingers - eyes closed as I try to contain and stifle my moans. I reach down to find that you are gloriously hard..and wet on the tip. As I caress you..our hands fall into a matching rhythm, sensing and building towards the pleasure to come. You are kneeling before me...with my knees on either side of your shoulders. My back braced against the wall..half leaning - half squatting. Rocking back & forth on the balls of my feet...your fingers slide into me ...easily because of my ample lubrication. Quickly passion mounts...your fingers probing...mine stroking you. I suddenly clench my teeth..and you watch as my knees begin to quiver. Impatient, you substitute your hardened member for your hand...and begin to briskly rub it across my moist heat. My eyes fly open in pleasant surprise..as you tumble me into another climax.
Not able to contain it any longer, you make a slight adjustment and and enter me fully. Not having any time to recover..I shoot you a look of utter shock, ..and fall again prey to your ministrations. I feel your bodly quiver in anticipation....desire rocketing through your veins...as my inner muscles contract around your hardness. I reach out and pull you close to my breasts, begin thrusting in sync with you...and squeal as we both reach our climax simultaneously...body spasms knocking us over.
Holding each other tight..through the waves of sensation..our bodies glued together with the passion just experienced. We hug, kiss, and caress as we struggle to catch our breath. Still deep inside of me, you feel the muscle start to contract once again...hugging your shaft..coaxing laughter and more passion from you.....
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Ice Cream Dreams
