Category : Adult

Sub Category : Erotic

“ Who’s there?” I call.
“Room service”, came the reply, almost automatic, muted slightly by the weight of the closed door.
I rise from the bed and stood, curling my toes for a moment in the thick weave of the carpet, and walked over to the door. I opened it with a smile, and enjoyed a look of shock and embarrassment register on the porter’s face.I stood curvy and tall in nothing but black fishnet stockings and suspenders, black lace knickers, a peephole bra, a long pearl necklace wrapped twice around my neck shrouded in black hair, and nothing else. 
The porter’s eyes panicked, trying to drink in and record as much of this image as possible before it was snatched away while trying to appear to maintain his composure.I  took the tray from the porter and winked knowingly at him, his mouth open and twitching slightly as though a thousand words had become log-jammed in his larynx and each was fighting to be the one that made it out. 
I turn and flicked the door closed before he had the chance to dazzle me with his smooth and confident wit, knowing he would probably replay the encounter for years, each time trying a new combination in his head that would end with the two of them in an illicit tryst.
But there was already someone in the bed, and had the porter managed to pry his stunned eyes away from the semi-naked woman in the doorway and glanced over my shoulder, he would have seen you and known i was already engaged in an illicit tryst.
Lying naked on the huge circular bed in the middle of the expensive hotel room was you, restrained by wrists to the iron bedhead and blindfolded, your naked body glowing and defined in the moonlight from the open floor-to-ceiling curtains and blushing with embarrassment at having been seen like this by a stranger.
You listen as I approach with the tray and try to imagine what I might be holding. You heard the scrape of metal on metal as I approach.On the tray was an ice bucket, chilling a bottle of champagne. But you didn’t know that any more than you knew the champagne was not for drinking.
I approach you, set the tray down, popping an ice cube from the champagne bucket into my mouth and lean over you, pressing my lips against yours. You buckle and contort at the sudden blend of sensations: the warmth of my mouth, the cold of the ice, the surprise of the complexity. Your face hardens for a moment and then softens to a smile as I draw away, leaving the ice cube to melt on your tongue.Still leaning over you, watching your face closely, I fish another ice cube from the bucket and hold it in my hand, the melting water already beginning to roll over my fingers and drip onto your chest. I place the ice cube on the center of your chest, pressing it down firmly as you struggle against it, and began to slide it down your torso. Leaving an icy trail on your skin, which i lean over and lick, flicking the tip of my tongue across your skin, teasing you, you beg for relief, I smile.I slid the ice down, further and further, brushing my hand against your erection, enjoying how rigid and tense your body has became as I trail the ice over your thigh, before throwing it away onto the thick carpet and taking a fresh one.
 I flick my tongue across the icy trail on your thigh, teasing you as i gently nip your inner thighs.I pause and wait for your anxiety to build before wrapping my hand, still holding the ice in my palm, around your cock. The intensity forced an agonized groan from between your gritted teeth and your back arches up. I take another cube in my other hand and wrap that around your cock too, making you buck even more against me.I stroke the ice up and down your cock until your hot cock has melted the ice into a glistening puddle all over your cock  as i watch it wind its way downward towards your balls. 
You are breathing deeply now, recovering from the sensations and preparing for the next, your body taut and close to orgasm – and I can tell.Next I take the champagne bottle from the bucket, allowing the freezing water to drip all over your chest and take a swig, filling my mouth, spilling it over your erect cock as I do so. The bubbles crackled against your sensitive skin before fading away. You gasp.I take an ice cube in each hand and wrap them around your erect cock again; 
You buck less this time, desensitized to the cold. And then, without warning, I lower my champagne-filled mouth down and wrap it around your cock, stroking you with both my freezing hands and lapping the liquid around your cocks length with my warm tongue. Moving my mouth up and down your cock slowly. Enjoying hearing you gasp, knowing if your hands were free you would be pulling my hair and guiding my mouth up and down your cock, at a pace which would make you cum...giving you the relief you need.
I take two ice cube and keep one ice cube on one side of my mouth the other is in my hand, I lean a little lower and suck one of your balls into my mouth and you feel the fire of my hot mouth and then I wrap my hand with the ice on around your other ball,  This drives you wild, one ball on fire from my hot mouth and the other one on ice. I release your balls and tease your cock with my hot and cold tongue while my hand strokes your cock, up and down in a rhythmic motion, feeling you harden under my hand.I take another drink of champagne and let 2 pieces of ice slide into my mouth and while setting the glass down I put my lips around the head of your cock. 
You could feel the hot and cold of my tongue as I swirl it around your cock past the ice.I have no intention of stopping until you beg me to stop. I slowly suck your cock into my mouth as my tongue continues to swirl around your cock moving the ice against your cock. My cold hands sliding up your inner thighs and cupping your balls.
Your so hot the ice quickly melts and I reach down and get 2 more pieces of ice and slide one in my mouth while your cock is still being caressed by my lips and throat. I keep the other piece of ice in my hand and slowly slide it up your thigh and down the other side. My hand is cold from the ice as I cup your balls and slide the ice over them, making them tighten and draw up.My mouth, lips and tongue are slurping your cock as I tighten my lips tighter to keep the ice from sliding out, moving up and down on your cock harder and faster. 
Building the fire along the path of your cock, teased by the melting ice. Hot then cold, around and around, up and down my mouth sucks your cock and the ice driving you to the edge. Quickly grabbing another piece of ice I pop it in my mouth and straddle your cock letting your cock nuzzle against my knickers, as I slide up your body, planting wet icy kisses across your body till i reach your nipples..where i flick my cold tongue across them , making them hard before sucking them with my icy mouth, i take another slurp of champagne and kiss you deeply, passing the champagne into your mouth as I kiss you deeply, some trickles down onto your chest making you gasp, I lean forward lapping it up off your body,  nipping you gently as you moan.
The blend of conflicting feelings was more than you could take, the fire and ice, and as I slide..down your body nipping, sucking and licking your body as i go till i'm back at your cock. I flick my tongue across the tip of your cock before sliding my mouth over your cock, and you push up moaning how you need to cum, want to cum in my mouth, you say you cant take anymore teasing,
"Please baby" you beg
As my mouth moves up and down your cock,  sucking your cock deep into my mouth, you move your hips up and down to meet my mouth thrusting your cock deep into my mouth as you need to cum...you thrust harder...faster moaning,  until a primeval groan that seems to start in your legs and roll up your body was given voice by your mouth. 
You lift  your head and direct the groan at the hotel room’s ceiling as the orgasm overwhelms you and the warmth of your climax melted into the champagne in my mouth.