conflicted with the effect of the feather and added to it.
She recognised the feel of the cool gel Jake squeezed onto
the flesh surrounding her anus. He massaged it into her skin,
loosening the tight ring of muscle. When he added a little
more and slid one finger inside her rectum, that was all it
took for a mini-climax to race through her.
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The walls of her pussy clamped and pulsed, incited by the
feathery fingers dancing inside her, stimulated by Jake's long
finger sliding in and out of her ass. It went on and on, tiny
spasms that rose and fell, rose and fell, stimulating her more
than satisfying her or giving her release. Then Jake pushed a
second finger inside her ass, and a third, and twisted the
handle on the feather to its highest speed.
Lisa screamed out as her body convulsed, her pussy
spasming over and over, the orgasm pushing her from one
plane to another until she couldn't even catch her breath.
And as suddenly as it began, it stopped. The feather
ceased vibrating, and Jake removed his fingers from her ass.
But her body, far from satisfied, shook with aftershocks that
wouldn't seem to stop.
"Oh, yes," Jake said, a grin in his voice. "I could have kept
this going until you begged for mercy. Isn't that right, sweet
thing?"
But Lisa couldn't find the strength to answer him. All she
could do was nod her head and hope he didn't start up again.
The bed shifted as he climbed off.
"I think you need a little cooling down, don't you? I want
you to enjoy everything we do together. Not peak too soon."
One hand slapped a cheek of her buttocks. "Be right back."
She had no idea what he was doing. She heard him in the
bathroom then moving around her house in the direction of
the kitchen. Then he was back, kneeling between her thighs
again.
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"This ought to help." He leaned down and kissed both
cheeks of her ass then spread the lips of her cunt and
inserted first one, then a second ice cube.
The cold made her shiver, but it was a delicious shiver
brought on by the combination of heat and chill racing
through her. Then she remembered the waiter at Interlude
who'd knelt under the table and slid ice cubes into her while
Mark had urged him on. What was this with the ice cube
fetish? All of this had to be related somehow. It just had to
be.
Her thought process fractured as ice cubes slid into the hot
tunnel of her rectum. The dual sensations of hot and cold in
both of her openings made her blood race and all of her
pulses throb in overtime. She felt as if someone had zapped
her with jolt after jolt of lightning, a combination of
pleasure/pain that threatened to throw her into another
orgasm.
While she shivered under the onslaught of feelings gripping
her body, Jake moved again. She heard the familiar rip of foil
and the snap of latex as he sheathed himself. She shook with
a delicious shiver of anticipation. It might not be raining and
this might not be Interlude , but she had a feeling that she
didn't need the titillation of exposure to fuel the giant
orgasms she sensed were coming.
But just as she braced herself for the first hint of pressure
against her anus, he shifted again and braced his hands on
her thighs. The wet flame of his tongue lapped at her cunt,
swirling, licking at every inch of her labia. Flutters low in her
tummy were a counterpoint to the quivering of muscles in her
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pussy. She pushed back as much as she could, silently urging
him to thrust his tongue inside her and lick up all of her
juices.
His warm chuckle vibrated through her needy tissues,
sending another fresh flood of cream onto his tongue. When
he moved his head just a little and closed his teeth lightly
over her clit she shouted at the arrow of heat that shot to her
breasts and spread its fire throughout her body.
As she rocked back and forth on her knees, she again felt
the coolness of