Foreshadowing: A Night To Remember - Sex Stories

Foreshadowing: A Night To Remember

... next to his face after he laid down on the velvet surface, folding his elbow and his right knee to give me a full access to his mouth and trembling member he had put a condom on. My back was turned to the masked man. I don't know if it was because of the young man's tongue when he began licking my slit or Cristophe's hypnotism had me worked up but I lost all control whatsoever. The same way as when I played with myself in the penthouse but much stronger. I was shocked with the sudden cries that escaped my chest, I was really never much of a vocal lover. Next thing I knew Cristophe was standing behind me and placed two icicles on my nipples. I screamed with the intense thrill, my eyes were wide open as I gave in to the pleasure. "Oh, no..." "No?" The writer's voice was amused. "Oh, don't stop." He just laughed and continued to spread the chilling blocks over my painfully sensitive nipples while Andrew nibbled my clit and sucked my juices. "You will cum now, sweet nymph... like you've never climaxed before... and it will be the first of a myriad of orgasms. Look at you." He pointed to the large mirror, surrounded by stone ornaments of naked breasts. I was buckling my hips against the gorgeous young man's face while the notorious Cristophe Sabitini was rolling ice down my perky nipples. "So beautiful." He whispered in my ear as I orgasmed and had my squirting juices roll down Andrew's chin as the latter one finished me off slurping greedily and licking me clean. Not giving me a ...

... chance to recover completely from that climax and using my sensitivity Cristophe grabbed me by the hips and guided me as I rested on my knee, with my other leg raised in the air. I cried out in lustful despair as I impaled myself on the fine specimen of a cock. I arched my neck and tilted my head back so I could look at my new mentor's eyes. He smirked at me and with a slow movement brought a new, fresh piece of ice on my clit while I pumped the young man in and out of my pussy. His balls were smacking my ass and my slit coated him through the latex protection with its profusion. "Ride him, Sophie... like the valkyrie I know you are. No holding back. Let the woman in you out." Even if I wanted I couldn't disobey. With that fat cock buried in my cunt and the torturous coldness over my sensitive flesh, I couldn't hold back my yells of ecstasy. Cold sweat was running down my spine as I fucked myself, dominating over Andrew's oiled body, squeezing and keeping him inside me. His green eyes told the tale of uncontrollable passion. Cristophe ruled us both, playing with our minds, guiding us on the scale of ecstasy. And we didn't mind at all, not when the gifts he bestowed upon us were much richer than what he took from us. As Andrew's balls tightened threatening he'd find his own release soon enough Cristophe removed his hand with the icicle from my clit. I was about to groan in protest and my cry quickly turned into a gasp of shock when I felt the smooth and chilling surface on my ...