After reading this topic a few days ago, I printed it out and left it where my hubby could see it. He's always eager to try new things, more eager than I usually am, but this sounded so exciting, especially when the weather is warm and we're at our cottage which has no AC, only a half-dozen well-positioned fans.
This past weekend, the first thing he did Friday night after plugging in the fridge at our cottage was fill the ice cube trays, looked at me, and said "Saturday should be an exciting day." Just the anxious anticipation of what was going to happen got me excited.
Saturday morning came and it was, as usual, seasonably warm for our area in mid-August. After showering and having breakfast in the buff like we normally do at the cottage, he said, "are you ready?"
I broke out a tray of the cubes, put them in a bowl and he beckoned for me to join him on the floor near the fireplace. With my laying on my stomach, he took one of the cubes and drew it down the full length of my spine, sending a pleasant chill through my entire body, then maneuvered it between my cheeks, and let it rest right on the opening, letting it melt a little while I just seem to go wild inside my body. As he pushed it into the opening, I just about came off the carpeting it felt to exotic, so good, so delightful. With the cube "safely tucked away," he took a second one, put it lower on my backside and slide it right to my front, encouraged me to roll on my back, then played with it on my front before depositing it. The coolness in front and back drove me to the umpteenth level of excitement. He rolled me back, ultimately deposited a second ice cube in my anal pore as I got more excited. It felt so good.
Then he invited me to "experiment on him. I did the full back side routine just like he did to me, only I did it twice, ultimately depositing those two cubes into his backside and then doing it a third time just on his butt area. I could see he was wild with excitement as he rolled over. I took a couple cubes in my hand, iced his manhood and drove him to wild exotic, anticipation as I continued to grip him with ice in my hands. He could hardly hold back.
Ultimately, his ice cold tool penetrated into the chilled channel he had created a few minutes before and we had one of our most enthusiastic love-making sessions. There might have been just a little bit of the ice cube left when he drove his manhood home, forcing it deep into my love canal ... or maybe it was his ice cold manhood which just felt that way.
We had a tremendous weekend of lovemaking and fooling around in other ways. Thankfully our little refrigerator was able to keep up making ice cubes for the almost constant two-day session.
Thank you for suggesting ice cubes as just another way of creating satisfaction between two people I know we enjoyed it. How about others?