A Song of Ice and Warm Tongues [MF]

“Are you sure you want to come today? Ufff… My house is a mess” – said the text from my FWB.

“…so?”

“Argh, okay, see you soon!”

When I entered her house 10 mins later, I could see why she would be agitated. The house, while not being a crime scene *per se*, was a little scattered. But so what? She was a successful working mom and an avid baker, a little messiness is allowed, even encouraged!

I saw her emerge from her bedroom in just a pink bra and grey underwear. 5 foot 5, flat tummy, marble white skin, blond hair (*did she get a haircut recently?* I made a mental note to ask her later). I dropped my bag, walked up to her and gathered her in a tight embrace, my lips meeting hers even before any words were spoken.

After a long, slow, kiss where my hands explored her body (always a delight!) and groped her ass from behind, we made space between our bodies for words to be spoken

“Don’t you dare look at anything but me today! It’s chaos here.” ordered my FWB.

“Copy that!” I smirked

She led me back to her bedroom and sat herself at the edge of the bed. Belt undone, trousers pulled down, my uncut dick in her mouth in no time at all. Her beautiful face bobbing up and down my shaft, her pink lips gripping me tight – it is always a sight to behold and one that I never take for granted! Blond hair tied in a ponytail (*Yes, I’m pretty sure she got a haircut, but let me ask her later for sure, her warm mouth feels so good right now!*), she was doing everything in her power to make me cum right then and there.

“Stop stop. Hey since I’m not allowed to go out can you bring me some ice and a bottle of water? I’m super thirsty, forgot to ask you out there”

With a quizzical look, she goes out and comes back with a bottle of water and a glass full of ice.

*Perfect.*

She sat back on the edge of the bed and resumed where she left off – only this time I didn’t let her go much further. I pushed her back so she fell down on the bed with a laugh.

“I’m not just thirsty. I’m hungry too. I’m going to eat you out”. Good thing she takes my occasional cheesiness in stride. I peeled off her pair of grey panties and was welcomed by a freshly shaved pussy. I did not need further invitation – in I went!

Worth mentioned that my FWB has said on many occasions that she loves the sight of me between her legs. I paraphase, but my darker skin contrasting against her lighter tone, my athletic shoulders between her thighs, my head down at work on her pussy lends to a great visual. The visual, in addition to the stimulation, delights her and makes her cum quickly.

I’m a Nina Hartley acolyte, so you can see where this is going. With two fingers of my right hand in her already wet pussy, the thumb, index, middle fingers of my left hand pinching her clit and the area around it, and my mouth sucking on her clit, I can have her cumming rather quickly.

Today, it took less than 30 seconds.

The telltale sign of my FWB’s orgasm is that her pussy clenches around my fingers, her breath goes staccato, but best of all – her legs start to shake subtly.

“Are you cumming already? Cmon it hasn’t even been 30 seconds!” I laughed. When she recovered “You fucker, you know how to push my buttons! Now get back in there!”

This time, I had other ideas.

I took a cube of ice from the glass that I had her bring me, and without announcement, placed the cube on her clit.

“Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh” she moaned loudly. “You motherfucker!! That is so intense”

“…should I stop?”

“NO!!!”

Slowly, taking all the time in the world, I glided the ice cube down from her clit to the lips of her gorgeous, shaved pink pussy, down to her ass. Her body heat was melting the ice, leaving me a happy trail to lick. As soon as my warm tongue made contact with her clit, again a loud moan escaped her.

*I think she’s enjoying the cold-hot-cold sensation.*

I kept gliding the big ice cube from her clit to her asshole, and cleaning up the melt happily with my tongue. I’ve always devoured her asshole but this abundance of hydration made the experience twice as pleasurable.

After the first cube melted, I had different plans for the second cube. I took the wet cube and shoved it directly inside her pussy.

“Oh fuck meeee!!”

*She didn’t hit me or cry murder. I’ll call that a success.*

The second cube made life really interesting for me. Her warm pussy was immediately melting the ice cube, and as my tongue flicked in and out of her pussy, I could feet it making contact with her soft flesh, then a cold, hard ice cube that was dissolving by the second. And with that, water mixed with her pussy juices. So much water. Water running down her pussy into her asshole. I was in heaven, lapping it all up like it was the Fountain of Youth. For all I know, this *is* the Fountain of Youth. More men should try it!

Once the inserted ice cube dissolved, I put in two more. I lost track of the time I was down there. My left hand was playing with her clit on and off, but all my attention was on licking up the water. She started playing with her clit, which was a winning idea so I could focus on licking her up. Because of the dance of her hand on her clit and my tongue on her pussy and ass, I could feel her leg shake every minute or so. It was like Mario hitting the Gold Block and making coin after coin appear from it.

Once all the ice had melted, I remembered I hadn’t kissed her gorgeous lips in so long. Still semi-clothed, I clambered over her and embraced her tightly with my left arm. As our lips met again, with the straightened fingers of my right hand I entered her pussy again. I’ve learnt that a rapid *in-out-in* motion with 2 unbent fingers can get her to squirt. True to my earlier observations, she started squirting again, warm liquid gushing out and splashing my fingers, her thighs, adding to the already wet and messy bed from the ice play.

Some days. I lick her squirt off my fingers. Today, I wanted her to taste her own squirt. She obediently opened her mouth and licked my fingers clean.

I took my clothes off too (finally!) and we finally embraced, skin cradling against skin. I love kissing her face, fondling her body, licking her sharp jawline, putting my tongue in her ears or up her nostril to make her squeal with delight. We were relaxing, a blur of limbs when my hands rubbed against her clit accidentally.

Staccato breath. Again.

Without entering her this time, I just played with her clit with my right hand as I continued kissing her face, left arm wrapped around her pulling her into me. In some time, I felt her leg shake once again. Up to that time, she was enthusiastically returning my kisses. When the orgasm set in, so did a *rigor mortis* of sorts. I watched her face – eyes closed, I could feel she was somewhere else, like she had left her body. I relished that moment, I took pride in it. Once she emerged from the orgasm, she opened her eyes, smiled at me, and kissed me back feebly.

“Okay, my turn now. Lie down, I want to ride you” I was ordered.

“…only if you promise to squirt on me again” I said.

“I’ll try!”

I lay down on my back, she mounted my stiff dick and started to ride me. For me, this is always a visual treat. She was riding, squatting, making micro-adjustments, leaning forward and back to hit the perfect angles for her. *She* was fucking *me* at this point.

And then she does it. Gushes of squirt running down my dick on to my stomach. Warm, colorless liquid. I’m so close to cumming myself. Moments later, I cum inside her. She has slowed her riding down to a gentle, rhythmic pelvic grinding. She continues doing that till she drains every last drop in me. With my dick still inside her, she just leans on me and collapses.

“Hey, did you make any snack for me today?” I ask her

“….I was counting seconds till you’d say that”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d4he4c/a_song_of_ice_and_warm_tongues_mf

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