The Ice Queen Cometh
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Dawn felt her heart beating fast as she made her way down the busy noontime street, dodging other lunch bound office workers. She looked to the world like the quintessential blonde with pale skin, ice blue eyes, a curvy, sexy figure on a tallish frame and hair that was so blonde as to be almost white. And it was actually real, not out of a bottle, a fact she prided herself on.
Men passing by regarded her with a mixture of admiration and fear. She was beautiful, but her bearing and the cool, distant look on her face put them off. “I wonder if she’s ever even allowed a man to touch her?” thought a middle-aged office worker as she swept past his table at an outdoor café. Little did he know she was on her way to allow a man to do a lot more than that.
Dawn thought back on the past six months since she’d graduated from university and taken the job with Phillips & Whinnery as Pam’s administrative assistant. University had been fun but disappointing to Dawn. She’d left home a virgin and deep in her heart, hoped to be finally set free by a man. Alas, the men at university were no better than those she’d dated in high school; intimidated, scared or boorish clods. It wasn’t that she hated men or even acted like a snooty girl, it was just that her looks seemed to turn men into blithering idiots no matter how nice she tried to be.
When she’d finally allowed one into her bed during her junior year, he’d been unable to excite her. The first time was messy and painful and while the overall experience improved, she just never felt that passion, joy and lust that she’d read about so avidly in books and magazines. She found she was better at pleasuring herself than any man she’d met so far. By her senior year she was actively thinking about trying out sex with another woman just to see what that was like, but she did keep on with the penis crew and found moderate satisfaction with a few men. She also tried very hard to be sweet, but eventually found being cooler worked in terms of keeping men in line.
Then, in a single night, it had all changed. A week after starting her new job and moving into her new apartment mere blocks from the office, she was out one night at a bar with several of the women from work. They were chatting happily about office gossip while the dance music throbbed in the background. Dawn was sipping her white wine when she felt someone behind her. “Hello girls. Nice to see such a lovely bunch out tonight,” said a deep male voice that sent shivers down her spine and straight to her crotch.
“Oh G, hi!” said Sarah, one of Dawn’s new friends. “Come sit and meet our new office mate,” she added. Dawn turned and found she was staring into a pair of deep-set brown eyes that caused her to feel as though she was melting in her seat. “Dawn, this is G, I mean Gerald, he works down the block from us; he’s an investment banker,” said Sarah.
“My goodness, you must be royalty to be so lovely,” said Gerald, placing a large warm hand on Dawn’s shoulder as he sat down next to her. His touch instantly soaked her panties and her breath caught in her throat.
“No, I’m just a normal girl,” Dawn said, her voice unsteady, but her smile genuine for the first time in years. This man was so different, she thought.
“Well, you look like a queen to me,” Gerald said, leaning close and whispering in her ear. His large, soft lips grazed her ear and Dawn felt her nipples try and tear through the thin silk of her small black dress. “Would you like to dance?” he asked. Dawn nodded eagerly and placed her hand in his. His touch, once again, sent shivers straight to her soaked sex and she had to fight to keep a huge grin off her face. As he led her to the dance floor, she took a moment to study him. He was nearly six feet tall, putting him several inches over her. He was dressed in a short-sleeved yellow silk shirt and perfectly fitted chinos that showed off a taut athlete’s body without an ounce of fat anywhere. His shoes were expensive, Italian and made of soft brown leather and his watch was Patek Phillipe.
Dawn looked up into his face and studied the almost coal black of his skin, his large nose, heavy, sensuous lips and felt his strong black arms take her and pull her softly against his hard chest. She had never been with a man of color before but she now began to understand the allure that she’d heard some women whisper about. They moved around the dance floor in time to the heavy beat as if they had been dancing together for years. He moved with the grace of a trained gymnast and while he was big, he never stepped on her feet or held her too tight. And yet, he was totally in control. For the first time in her life, Dawn was with a man who was totally confident, but not cocky, obnoxious, or intimidated by her. She was thrilled to her core and she began to hope desperately that her lonely search was over.
“It’s awfully loud in here,” he yelled into her ear. “Would you like to go somewhere a little quieter?” She nodded, trying not to look too eager, and after bidding her friends good night, he led her out and down the street. They went to a very quiet wine bar where they took a table in a quiet corner and sipped a superb Reisling he picked off the extensive menu. They chatted for the next two hours about jobs, school (Gerald was only two years her senior), and dating. Dawn found she was actually spilling out her frustrations to him and giggled afterwards, amazed at her own audacity.
But he didn’t laugh at her. His eyes were sincere and he agreed that finding the right person was hard. He admitted to a few relationships but nothing really felt right, he said. “Until tonight,” he added, staring deep into her eyes. Dawn through she might actually come sitting in that dark room, the wine on her tongue and her underwear long since soaked through. Her nipples ached for his touch and her clitoris was so hard every time she moved she could feel prickles of pleasure go through her.
“I don’t real ly believe I’m saying this but would you like to walk me home?” Dawn asked, her voice a low growl of lust and need. Gerald studied her pale, glowing skin, felt himself sink deep into her blue eyes and nodded.
“I’ve never met a woman quite like this,” he thought as they walked up the stairs to her third floor flat. He smiled as he watched her shaking hand as she struggled to fit her key into the door. Once inside they stood and stared at each other quietly in the cool darkness of her small flat. “I’ll never hurt you; I couldn’t,” he whispered, hoping beyond hope that this gorgeous, lusty blonde goddess was the woman he’d been searching for.
Dawn stepped out of her heels and felt even smaller next his wonderful body. “He’s so lovely and gentle, could he be the one?” she wondered as she moved closer and felt his arms draw around her and pull her close. When their lips met it was electric for both of them. Gerald felt his manhood literally spring to life and Dawn felt her sex convulse in joy as his hardness pressed tightly against her belly. From that moment on, it was as if she was in a dream state. They kissed hungrily, hugging tightly as they began to undress each other and stumble towards the bedroom. Before she even knew what was happening, Dawn was lying nude on her bed, her legs spread wide and Gerald standing next to the bed, the bedside light causing his black skin to glow.
“I can’t believe how beautiful you are,” he said climbing on to the bed and kneeling between her open legs. “You’re like some painting or china doll come to life,” he murmured as he bent began to lick and suck at her large, hard red nipples.
“I’m no doll. I’m a real woman and I need to be treated like one,” gasped Dawn, deep feeling and lust in her voice. Gerald stared into her face, his eyes widened as he saw the powerful desire there.
“Don’t worry, I know just want you need and I’ll give you everything and more,” he said. His kissed her neck and sucked at her throat. Dawn moaned and ran her hands over his smooth, powerful back. He kissed downward, covering her breasts with kisses, nips, licks, and squeezing the heavy mounds in his powerful hands. Dawn cried out and unconsciously thrust her hips up at him. He kissed lower down her belly until he arrived at her blonde haired sex. Her heavy labia gleamed with her juices and the soft hair was matted wetly around the pink opening. He breathed in her scent and was instantly intoxicated by the spicy musk.
“Oh yes, lick me!” pleaded Dawn as she felt his warm tongue touch her throbbing clit. Gerald was beside himself now, his penis aching for her, but knowing; sensing her deep need for fulfillment, he held off and buried his face in her pink and lovely sex. He ran his tongue over every inch of her soaked flesh, sucking at her lips, slipping his tongue into her tight passage and finally circling her clitoris over and over until she pulled a pillow over her face and screamed into it while her body shook and thrashed around the bed. When she finally went limp, he sat back, wiping her fragrant juices from his lips and watching her regain her senses.
“Oh god. I never thought it could be this good,” thought Dawn, her mind clear and her body hot and sweaty. She pulled the pillow off her face and smiled up at him, her eyes moving down his body and coming to rest on it. She sat up, her gaze riveted on his huge manhood and gulped. His penis was coal black and at least 9 inches long. The head was an angry reddish black and a droplet of his fluid gleamed on the tip. His testicles were huge and hung low beneath him and the whole thing reminded her of pictures she’d seen on the Internet that had been artificially enlarged. Only this time, there was no computer screen between her and this wonderful object. “That thing may tear me in half,” she mused to herself as she moved towards him.
She reached out a small, white hand and wrapped her fingers around the impossibly thick shaft. She bent forward and opened her mouth as wide as it could go. “Oh, I don’t know if this will fit but I want to taste him so much,” her mind screamed. Her tongue lapped up the thick, clear fluid and she sighed at the salty sweet taste. Gerald moaned as her soft lips closed around the first inch of his thick tool and his eyes widened as more and more slipped into her warm, loving mouth. “He tastes so good. I’d probably drown if he came now, but what a way to go,” she thought as she relaxed her throat and allowed half his shaft to slide down.
“Oh no more love, I’ll come if you keep that up and I’ve been saving that,” he breathed, feeling his balls begin to tighten in anticipation. Dawn pulled him from her warm throat, kissed the tip very gently and lay back, opening her legs and reaching up for him. Gerald looked down at her pale body, open and spread wide below him. Her eyes were glowing, her lips smiling at him. He quickly unrolled a condom down his penis and then came down above her, keeping his massive body supported on his legs and arms. Dawn gripped the slick, encased shaft and carefully moved it to her open and ready vagina.
“Please go slow, it’s been a long time,” she whispered to him as she felt her wet lips begin to part as he pushed slowly inside her aching core. Inch by inch he slid inside and Dawn moaned in pleasure and some pain. He was far larger and thicker than any man she had ever been with and it took her body time to adjust. Finally, when she felt the heavy weight of his balls come to rest against her heated bottom, he held still. She squeezed her inner muscles experimentally and gasped at how filled up she was. “This is incredible,” she moaned into his ear and he bent to kiss her.
“You’re incredible princess. Are you ready?”
“Darling, I’ve been ready for years. Now give me everything you have,” she said, her voice strong, her need endless. He began to move in smooth thrusts, pulling out almost all the way, then hesitating for just a second before sliding all the way back in. By the third thrust, Dawn felt her inner muscles begin to tighten. On the eighth thrust she buried her face in his sweaty shoulder to muffle her scream as her body began to tear itself apart in an orgasm stronger than she’d ever felt.
“I can’t last anymore,” thought Gerald desperately as her firm inner muscles kneaded his manhood and her squirming hips drove him wild. Just when he thought he’d disappoint her, he was saved.
“Come! Come now! Come with me,” Dawn screamed into his sweating body, desperate to feel his release even as she fought to remain conscious. With a roar, Gerald thrust into her savagely and felt his body expand and explode in wave after wave of pleasure as he’d never before experienced it. They became one at that second, their bodies joined and merged, two hearts pounding, their moist limbs wrapped, their mouths open as they cried out. With a final moan, Gerald fell limply onto her, still trying not to crush her but Dawn’s strong legs wrapped around his waist and her arms encircled his neck. “Oh my darling, promise you’ll never stop doing this to me,” she gasped as her ragged breathing slowed.
“For as long as you still want me,” he answered, their lips meeting in a soft, prolonged kiss.
Dawn remembered that night as if it had just happened and almost ran up the stairs to her flat, her need was now so great. When she got inside she heard his rich voice from the bedroom. “Ready for lunch princess?” Dawn stood in the doorway stripping off her clothes and stepping from her ruined underwear as she smiled at him. He was lying naked on her bed, the afternoon sun streaming in the window and lighting up his whole body. His bald head gleamed darkly in contrast to his brilliant white teeth and his penis was thick and jutting from his body, making her weak in the knees.
“You naughty man. Do you know what you did to me with that lovely photo you sent this morning? Imagine if Pam had seen my M&M on the screen. The woman would have passed out in fright, or gone into a jealous rage, I don’t know which,” she laughed as she slipped into his arms and they kissed in a fevered, passionate hurry, their tongues probing and touching as she took his penis in her hand and stroked the smooth dark shaft. “So how is the mahogany monster?” she asked, speaking directly to his penis and kissing the damp, leaking tip. She’d given his penis that nickname a few weeks after they’d met and it still made him laugh. Their shorthand was M&M so people thought they were talking about candy when they were really discussing the state of his penis. Of course Dawn had also found herself reaching for the black M&Ms in the candy dish of late, eating the sweet treats made her wet and she always smiled thinking of their secret joke.
“He and I are very hungry,” said Gerald, sliding a large finger down between Dawn’s legs and into her soaked vagina. She groaned and took him into her mouth, sucking gently while her small hands massaged his heavy scrotum. Gerald grabbed her hips, moving her around until he was on his back and staring up at her dripping sex, inches above his mouth. “Mmmm, time for my favorite lunch,” he said as he slid his tongue into her channel, causing her to gasp around her own mouthful. Over the days and months together that had learned much about each other.
They had especially learned how to please each other. Dawn had learned to suck Gerald deep into her throat until he almost came which usually coincided with his tongue bringing her to a climax at least once. Today she did just that. As she felt him begin to shiver, she pulled back, letting his shaft slap wetly against his taut belly while she cried out softly. She felt his tongue touch her clit and she exploded, rolling off onto her back and staring at the ceiling as he continued to slide a finger in and out of her contracting sex.
When he judged she’d come enough, he lay back and they both relaxed for a minute. Then the real fun began. “May I ride today?” asked Dawn, smiling wickedly as she crouched over his erection. Gerald gripped the base of his penis and held it up straight so the tip was almost touching her vagina.
“Your steed awaits my lady,” he said with a smile. He watched in rapt attention as her pale body slid down slowly impaling itself on his manhood. Her nipples became erect and he let go of his penis and brought both hands up to massage her lovely mounds. “You know, if a casting director ever saw you I’ll bet he’d make you a porn star overnight,” he said as he felt her warm sex grip him.
“I’m your porn star my love, nobody else will ever know,” she gasped as she began to slide up and down, just the way he liked it. “I can’t believe how lucky I am,” she thought as her body rose quickly towards climax. She knew now without a condom between them, he couldn’t last very long and she reveled in her power to send him screaming over the edge with the slightest movement.
Gerald fought to maintain control, but knew it was a losing battle. She’d almost sucked him to orgasm only moments earlier and now she was so tight he knew he’d be filling her very soon. And he also knew how much she loved that filling. She was now moving quickly up and down, her climax starting deep inside. Dawn felt it in the pit of her stomach and threw her head back in ecstasy as the huge shaft buried in her body once again brought her screaming over the edge. “Now, give it to me now!” she cried out, desperate to feel the hot fluid fill her.
“Here I come,” yelled Gerald as he felt his huge balls tighten deliciously. He held his breath and felt he tickle at the base of his huge shaft and then he closed his eyes and moaned long and deep. His penis jumped and twitched inside her, huge jets of his essence flooding her body, driving her orgasm even higher until she fell forward into his waiting arms, too exhausted to even move. They lay still then, his penis buried deep inside her as their mixed fluids slowly leaked out and down her thighs. She loved the cool wet feeling as he oozed from her body. Sometimes, she stood afterwards and squeezed her legs together, just to feel the stickiness coat her inner thighs.
Today they held each other for long, quiet moments until he gently took her in his arms and carried her to the shower. She stood under the warm spray as he washed her body, careful to pay special and gentle attention to her breasts and her sex. When they stepped out a few minutes later, Dawn checked a clock and quickly dressed. She kissed Gerald and just before she left the bathroom she turned and took his limp penis in her hand. She bent and kissed it very gently and then straightened. “I was wondering about something,” she said, stroking the soft skin of his shaft, feeling it grow in her hand.
“What were you wondering?” Gerald groaned as she brought him to full erection.
“Do you think you’d be interested in slipping this lovely thing into my bottom tonight?” She smiled at his astounded look.
“I didn’t think you were into that sort of thing princess,” he stammered, his rigid shaft now aching in her hand.
“I wasn’t until I met you,” she said, kissing him and then promptly leaving to get back to work. He stood there, still nude, his massive penis hard as a rock and smiled.
“I am definitely in love,” he said to the empty bathroom as he reached for his own clothes. He hoped the erection would go away by the time he got back to his office. He wasn’t too sure though.
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