The blonde grabbed her lover’s bottom and pulled her butch’s belly down onto her breasts. With Teddy spread wide open, Caroline stroked her swollen outer lips with the icy rocket, watching them pulse red with popsicle juice. She teased her lover’s enlarging clit while slip sliding on the Lickety Split her lover was shoving in her.
Groaning, Teddy offered herself up to the frozen caresses while staying focused on the business at hand. In and out she plunged the frozen dildo, watching the pretty blond pussy under her eyes become bright pink with syrup, friction, and temperature.
Digging her fingernails into Teddy’s ass, Caroline pushed her long, frosty Lickety into Teddy gently, slowly. She never stopped advancing, never once retreated, until her lover was fully conquered in her frozen onslaught. It was hard to stay focused. The steady thrusting of the melting treat in her own hot pussy demanded attention. Every pore in her skin felt open, sensitive, and receptive.
Teddy gasped as the Lickety split her wide. It was too cold, almost painful, but so incredibly sensual. As her body accepted and adapted, she felt the thrill of doing something naughty, something forbidden. She moaned on Caroline’s clit.
The butch reached over the bedside and scooped a handful of ice chips into her mouth. She descended once more on Caroline’s clit, still steadily pumping the Lickety Split in and out, in and out. The ice chips and frozen tongue shocked already sensitized skin and with a shrill scream Teddy’s lover climaxed in her arms. The blonde undulated under her, rolling and rising as each spasm shook her slender body. Teddy licked and sucked her clean, drawing a second, and finally a third orgasm from her lover.
The melted popsicle slid out of the butch’s pussy, forgotten. Teddy rolled off Caroline, switching around to gather her sweetheart in her arms, cradling her sated body in a combination of sweet syrup and lovers’ juice which pooled around them.
“That was...” Caroline searched for a word, “...transcendent.” She reached for the melting popsicle on the bed beside them, and started sucking Teddy’s juices from it. “What a great idea! You’re so creative!” Her lips wrapped around the tip of the well used Lickety while she tongued it. She kissed her butch, full and long.
Teddy felt Caroline’s cold swollen lips on her own, still sensitive from the ice chips. Cool tongues dueled each other, slowly warming in the hot cavity they shared. Generous in her satiation, Caroline continued to treat Teddy’s body to long lingering icy cold kisses. Shoulders, breasts, nipples, belly button, hips, and finally the spot Teddy had longed for all night - her clit.
Teddy wasn’t always comfortable with oral sex. It was not something Caroline could count on when they were intimate. But tonight her lover reached down to spread her own lips wide, her engorged clit rising above her sticky sweet pussy. She wanted it, all of it.
Caroline eagerly entered the fray, using fresh Licketies inside and out. Her cool lips and icy tongue caused Teddy to thrash beneath her, unleashed in a rare depth of passion. The butch’s arms stroked her femme, reveling in soft back, breasts, and belly. It would take time for Teddy to achieve one of her rare orgasms, but she was well on her way. She raised and lowered her narrow hips, creating a rhythm for them both.
When one popsicle melted away, it was replaced by another. Neither woman was in a hurry. Leisure became part of the rhythm they shared. Caroline would rest her arm once in awhile by pausing to rise and kiss Teddy deeply, waiting for her lover to warm back up. Then back she’d go to icing her down again, until finally her butch’s body began to quietly spasm. Caroline waited, elated, as her lover finally relaxed into her pleasure.
Teddy’s eyes rolled back in her head as she descended into the depths of her orgasm, rising in growing waves that swept through every nerve ending in her body, electricity jumping from her flesh to Caroline’s. She rocked her hips, rising and falling, until all rhythm abandoned her and she thrashed, helpless within the throes of sheer ecstasy. They crashed as one, awash in sticky red liquid, and finally rested in a pool of melted popsicles.
“We’re a mess,” laughed Teddy, before licking some syrup from Caroline’s cheek.
“The super recommended we take a cool bath,” mused her lover. “I think one might just be perfect about now.” She smiled her lovely, peaceful smile.
Teddy stroked her lover’s head as it rested on her shoulder. She’d discovered something tonight. Caroline’s passion could be sparked, Lickety Split, even after she’d said no.
ORANGE VALENTINE
I met Beatriz six years ago in the Fantasy Room of Gay.com. We started our relationship proving the existence of God to a nonbeliever by each bringing up love. If falling in love isn’t a true miracle, I don’t know one. She approached it through her Portuguese Catholicism. I came at it from the gestalt viewpoint of a Higher Being consisting of all living things in the Universe. We found our commonalities, the differences being minor.