Fire & Ice

In any normal situation, Kelly would never have considered leaving the
warmth and comfort of her home in such atrocious wintry conditions; in
fact, she would have considered herself mad to even consider it. Only
two weeks previously she would have laughed at the suggestion of what
she was about to do, and what's more, be even willing to brave the
full force of a winters storm in order to do it.

Maybe she was mad, she thought. Infatuation or love? Fire and ice.
Identical in their intensity, each could be fatal to the unwary. The
madness swept her forward; cool awareness of the insanity of her
actions, and a willful disregard towards any consequences. She smiled
at the delicious and growing anticipation within her.

That anticipation manifested itself as a tingling inside her stomach,
transferring itself down through her body, deep down, down to that
most secret part of her. She shivered. The cold evening air whipped
and stung her face as she tramped, quickly now, through the thickening
carpet of snow towards her car. Despite that icy wind, the tremble
that ran through her was not from the biting cold, yet she responded
by hugging the fur-lined collar of her coat ever more tightly around
her face. The softness of the fur upon her skin seemed to intensify
the sensuality of her heightened expectancy. The excitement inside her
simply would not go away. Nor did she want it to.

Was it really two years since David had left, taking her heart along
with him? She had almost forgotten since he had gone, how overwhelming
were her desires when they crept inside and took hold of her body. She
shivered luxuriously again. She was remembering those desires with a
vengeance now, relishing them as they reawakened her long dormant
senses.

The key slid into the car lock with an erotic motion. So much so that
she paused, and reinserted it again. The phallic nature of the
penetration, deep into the lock, was clear. She shook her head.
Everything, even this simple act, was now invoking sexual imagery into
her mind. She was on fire, emotionally and physically. Kelly climbed
inside the car and hurriedly closed the door against the tenacious
wind-driven snowflakes that desperately followed her, shutting them
firmly outside. She slid the key into the ignition, almost painfully
aware of the sexuality of everything she was now doing. Turning it,
the engine burst into life, roaring its approval of her attention,
sending waves of vibration through the seat to her, for her alone.

Kelly looked through the windscreen blindly, oblivious to the storm
outside, her attention internal, her mind almost fully on her
approaching visit to stay with Colt and Bret. She almost forgot to
switch on the screen wiper blades, even though the snow was building
fast. She looked in the rear view mirror quickly, anxious once again
to check that she looked her best. Cool blue eyes stared back at her
from within the mirror; the corners of her eyes displaying just a hint
of life-wrinkles, or laughter lines, that were a mark of her
personality. Carefully cut, shoulder length dark hair framed her face;
her eyes were wide with excitement. She frowned slightly at her
reflection, noting again the evidence of ageing, before shrugging. She
was, after all, twenty-eight and not getting any younger. Now she
simply accepted these small ageing signs as part of her, part of what
she was.

The heater was warming the car, melting the ice from the windows. She
loosened her coat, undoing it, making herself comfortable now that it
was warmer, before beginning the drive to Colt's home. Despite the
ferocious weather, she wore a skirt that was cut provocatively with a
thigh-high slit, and it now gaped open as she sat, revealing almost
fully, one of her slender legs. She had a fine body she knew, and was
proud of it. Her hand slid along and up her thigh, the temptation to
stroke the source of the fire inside her, strong. She restricted
herself to gliding her fingers up and over her silk enclosed mound,
the smooth feel of the material a sexual thing of itself. Her light
touch sent sparks along her nerves, made her squirm. She momentarily
gave in and slid her fingers down between her legs, tracing the clear
swollen outline of her lips, over and along her already damp, silk
covered, pussy. Kelly swallowed as she closed her eyes and
concentrated for a long second on her 'place'. She opened her eyes
with a small sigh and shook her head to clear the enveloping sexuality
of her desire. Colt was waiting for her.

She hit the 'on' button of the cd player and turned up the volume as
'Shiver' from Coldplay filled the car, "I will always be waiting for
you..." The words of the song seemed to hit the right buttons within
her. She had to speak to him. As much to tell him she was on her way,
as to hear once again the dark timbre of his voice invade her ear and
mind, that voice that made her legs go weak. She hit the speed dial on
the cell phone and waited impatiently for him to answer.

"Kelly? Where are you?" Colts deep voice filled her head as she once
again felt the butterflies in her tummy take flight.

"Colt! I am on my way honey, just wanted to tell you I will be with
you very soon..."

"Good babe, I can hardly wait... babe... you sure you want to do
this?" He asked a little uncertainly.

"Do I? Listen, Colt, I am sitting here almost coming with anticipation
of you two having me...it was my idea after all...are you sure you
want to go through with it?"

"Oh yeah, babe, I am real sure, I can feel my cock rising right now,
just talking to you!"

"Is it...really?" The thought of Colt's magnificent cock rising to her
spoken words sent another shiver through her. "Is Bret with you?"

"Yeah, he is in the other room...we both can't wait"

The butterflies inside her increased their activity at the thought of
the two men waiting for her, waiting to ravish her. "I had better get
there quick then, huh?"

"Yeah, babe, don't be long...I need you..." He told her, his voice
dropping another octave as he spoke, his desire obvious in his tone.

"I will be with you soon, and... I will take care of that for you..."
She told him with a whispered huskiness.

"Kelly?" Colt said suddenly "Take care on the road...? Ok?"

"I will Colt, I will, don't worry, see you soon honey..." She hit the
close button reluctantly, wanting to talk more, but wanting to be
actually with him even more.

The image of Colt aroused, as he had told her, was in her minds eye.
He was twenty-nine and a very successful businessman, but not the
usual, boring, kind. He used his wealth to allow him the freedom to
push himself hard, in other directions, outside of the business. His
good looks, being almost a George Clooney clone, had put her off when
they had first met. Always distrustful of handsome men, she had
resisted for a long time. Very fit and athletic, he was adventurous in
sport, and in love. She was not even sure how he had seduced her, but
he had, and she was very glad of it!

Kelly shifted into drive and moved the car onto the street, heading
for the freeway and Colt's home. The snow was settling even on the
road now, building in its intensity as she drove. She needed to
concentrate, but her mind kept drifting to the good times she had with
Colt and the fantastic time she was going to have this evening.

She remembered again how she had succumbed to his advances. She had
been standing, gazing out of the window of Colt's top floor apartment
overlooking Central Park. The wine had softened her perverse adversity
to his attractiveness, and she remained where she was when she felt
him stand close behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.

Earlier, the talk had turned more intimate, and she had discovered a
new depth to the superficial looks of the man. Small touches made a
difference. His fingers brushing her bare arm, a glance, the attention
he paid to her, his interest in her. The compliments made her melt. It
had been so long since a man, any man, had shown this much interest.
She had leant back against him then, inviting a more intimate
connection. He had not disappointed. His lips found the back of her
neck, and that first kiss, had sent small shock waves of delight
running through her.

He had held her close to him, all the while moving up with small
kisses to eventually nibble at her ear lobes. She felt herself melt
against him under this attention. An unmistakable growing hardness was
extending itself, making its presence clear, up along the cleft of her
behind. The pressure of his strengthening desire manifestly,
unashamedly, pressed hard against her behind. She felt her clit harden
and spring to life within her, as the heat from him spread itself
remorselessly to her pussy. His hands move up gently over her breasts,
feeling her hardening nipples through the soft cloth, testing their
weight and firmness for the first time. She let her head fall back
upon his shoulder as she allowed him to explore her body.

Remaining behind her, he deftly undid the buttons of her blouse as he
slipped his hands inside and cupped her warm breasts. Her nipples
tightened and extended themselves to tight hard nubs of pleasure. He
rotated them both gently between thumb and finger together, teasing
them to extra hardness, before returning to squeeze the firm flesh of
her breasts again. She heard herself moan at the feelings exploding
through her nipples, running down to her tummy, and further down to
set her pussy on fire. She ground her ass shamelessly against his hard
erection, reaching up behind her to caress his head as he continued to
remove more of her clothing.

She felt her breasts free of her clothes now, her skirt already fallen
to the ground, her panties then hooked down to her ankles. She kicked
them free as well, as Colt pushed and bent her forward, bending her
over, her hands now supporting herself on the window ledge.

Kelly pushed her now naked body brazenly back at Colt and immediately
felt the hot hardness of his cock eagerly press up against the
entrance to her wet pussy. Desire had overwhelmed her, overwhelmed
them, and she wanted him inside as quickly as possible. The delicious
feeling of his hard desire, his cock pushing into her, filling her,
after so long, soon had her shouting her pleasure to the world. He
slid deeply into her, his heat and hard thickness, filling her fully.
This was no gentle love making, this was unrestrained lust and desire,
making their congress hard and urgent.

Kelly tried to concentrate on the road as she replayed these events in
her mind. It was difficult. As she peered through the snow covered
windscreen, she remembered looking out through another window, the
window of his apartment looking out over the darkness of Central Park
The cityscape spread glittering star-like below her as Colt urgently
rammed his length into her. Her reflection in the glass pornographic,
as open mouthed and wanton, she took all he could give her. She
watched his reflection in the glass, behind her own, as he drove into
her furiously, his passion and need etched on his contorted face as
well as felt within her pussy as his engorged and pounding cock drove
within her. She wondered dimly through her passion if anyone could see
them fucking at this window upon the world, but this thought, this
wicked thought, only made her desire greater.

This tipped her over, and she felt the first flood of her juices flood
out of her vagina as she contracted and clamped upon the thrusting
cock within her, the waves of pleasure had her screaming her desire,
again and again, as the intense feelings swept up and over her. Colt,
hearing and feeling her cries, redoubled his thrusting, his pounding,
wanting more and more of her. She was on her third orgasm when she
felt him grow even harder within her as his release neared. Then she
felt it. A last, deep, urgent thrust, ended with the hot splash of
Colt's eruption deep within her. This explosion of hot liquid inside
her pussy again made her climax, even stronger than before, her vagina
milking his cock and balls of his cum as he continued to spurt deep
within her.

Kelly sighed at the memory of that first passion. The car suddenly
swerved on the slippery snow and ice, she snapped the wheel around,
caught the slide, her attention suddenly back on the road. She slowed
slightly, but her speed crept up once again as she replayed yet again
her passion for Colt.

And that was just the beginning of their relationship. Her old lover,
David, was now no more than a sad distant memory, as she and Colt
explored their desire and sexuality together. About three months into
their time together, she had revealed her fantasy of having two men
take her, to ravish her. She wanted them to speak to her crudely,
lustfully, tell her how much they wanted her body, what they wanted to
do to her. Show her their explicit and lustful desires. Colt had been
aroused by her suggestion, and they made plans to fulfil it. And that
was where Bret had come in. Two weeks ago, they decided to act out her
fantasy. Kelly had found him instantly attractive in a physical sense,
and as he was an associate of Colt's, they already knew each other
well, and so decided to approach him with the idea.

Not un-expectantly, Bret was more than keen to take up the offer. He
was softer featured than Colt and younger. Bret was as equally fit and
good-looking as Colt, but without the same attractive personality.
Still, she was less interested in that than his virility. And string
of beautiful girlfriends testified top that. So, here she was, on the
way to make her fantasy come true. She could hardly wait, and her
pussy felt very wet already as she reviewed in her minds eyes all
these past events and tantalising future.

The snow threw itself at her windscreen, attacking the car furiously
as the storm intensified its rage, the coldness outside angrily
impotent at its inability to quell the fires raging within Kelly. She
really should concentrate she told herself. The steering became light
and vague. The tyres lost grip, Kelly spun the wheel to compensate for
the sudden slide but without effect. She became a passenger in the
car, as the freeway became a simple blur of swirling snow and flashing
lights. The dream began.

Colt opened the door to Kelly as she eagerly left the coldness of the
chill snowstorm outside for the warmth of the house.

"Hi, Kelly!" Colt said warmly, the coldness outside instantly
forgotten as he wrapped his arms around her with a welcoming hug.

The kiss he gave her left her in no doubt of his pleasure at seeing
her.

"Mmm...pleased to see me, are you?" She pressed herself seductively
against the growing hardness of his erection. "So you are!" She smiled
wickedly up at him.

For an answer, he slid his hands from where he had been holding her
face in his kiss, tenderly trailing his fingers down her neck to her
shoulders. Once there, he slipped his hands slowly underneath the coat
she was wearing, feeling her smooth skin erupt into tiny goose pimples
under his fingers as he moved them over her burning skin. He pushed
the coat slowly off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor with a
soft crumpling sound.

Bret appeared behind her, picked up the coat, tossed it onto the
nearby sofa. He stepped close behind her and kissed her neck.

"Hi Kelly " He whispered darkly, huskily, into her ear. Kelly tipped
her head back at his soft kiss, closing her eyes.

"Hi, Brett" She said throatily. Her head fell back onto Bret's
shoulder, her arched neck now invitingly exposed, was kissed in turn
by Colt. She gave a deep sigh as her fantasy started to become a
delicious reality. Bret's hands glided around her waist and swept
tantalisingly up to her breasts. He cupped them firmly, luxuriating in
the weight and heat of them through the soft material of her blouse.
Then he began to expertly free them from their confines. Colt found
the zip of her skirt, and slid it down, open, letting her skirt fall
to the ground.

He knelt down before her, and kissed Kelly through the silk red
panties that hid her pussy. He used his teeth to drag each side of the
silk slowly further down over her hips, tantalisingly revealing inch
by inch, the dark triangle of hair that signposted the way to her seat
of pleasure.

Kelly, her eyes closed, moaned softly against Bret as he massaged her
breasts and teased her nipples to become hard sensitive nubs while
Colt worked her panties free of her hips, down her legs. She stepped
out of them, standing now fully naked between the two men. Colt worked
his way back up her thighs with his lips, kissing, nibbling, and
licking his way closer to where she really wanted him. Kelly could
feel the heat from Bret's hard erection pressed against her excitedly,
hotly, pushing against her ass, as he sucked on her earlobes and
kissed her neck. All the while he continued to explore her breasts
with his hard hands, moulding them to his demands, teasing them.

"Kelly" Bret whispered into her ear "You have no idea how much I have
wanted you,
Can't you feel how much I want you now?" He ground the heat of his
erection against the globes of her ass cheeks.

Kelly was unable to answer, giving only a low moan to his seductive
question, loving the sensual attention she was receiving. A sharp
intake of breath from her signalled that Colt had found her 'place'.
She arched slightly towards Colt's face as he dragged the soft
roughness of his tongue over her swollen labia. Kelly felt her legs
weaken and tremble at the sensations shooting between her pussy and
breast, bouncing hotly between the two.

"Oh! Ohhhh..!" She cried as Colt licked up the length of her pussy,
delving only a short distance with his tongue into its hot sweet
confines. Lapping his way higher, he found her stiff clit, fully erect
and demanding attention. He flicked it with the tip of his tongue,
sending jolts of shivers through Kelly at each tantalising flick.

"Ohhhh"...ohhhh!..Oh My God!" Kelly was moaning and crying now,
whimpering at the exquisite, almost painful feeling on her tortured
clit. Colt gave her no mercy, as he clamped his lips around her clit
and sucked it between his teeth. Kelly almost collapsed at that and,
had Bret not held her tight, she would have. Colt released her
sensitive nub from between his teeth and thrust his tongue deep into
her now drenched pussy, lapping at the silken sides of her tight
vagina, resisting its attempts to clamp onto his probing prehensile
muscle, as it delved and pushed as far as it could within her.

Kelly felt her climax rush up and take her by surprise, her vagina
clamping in spasms upon Colts burrowing tongue, her nipples bursting
against Bret's torturing fingers, her juices lapped up by Colt as he
drove her beyond the edge.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhh! OH! Oh! Oh!" Kelly screamed as the hot
waves swept over her, through her, as she surfed exquisitely upon the
waves of emotion and pleasure.

Kelly crumpled back into the arms of Bret, as he lowered her limp body
to the waiting arms of Colt. He picked her up and carried her towards
the open fireplace where thick wood logs burned and crackled warmly,
invitingly. A deep white wool 'flokati' or Greek sheepskin rug, lay
spread out upon the floor before the fire. He laid the still
shuddering, quivering body of Kelly, gently down upon the soft wool.
She opened her eyes, slightly out of breath from her recent orgasm, as
she watched the two men now undress in front of her.

Quickly, urgently, they discarded their clothes, whilst she caressed
her own body, massaging one breast while slipping her other hand
between her thighs, down along and inside her soaking pussy, feeling
the hot wet slipperiness envelope her fingers. The men drank in the
sight of her lovely and naked body spread out for their delight The
warm glow of her skin contrasting erotically against the cream of the
wool upon which she lay, as she tantalised them further by caressing
herself, enraging their already throbbing erections with further, hot
desire.