Ice Ice Water Novels & Stories

Shrugging her shoulders Isabella looked here and there, when she saw no one she tiptoed and walked past the kitchen island and went to the fridge. She opened the fridge and took out a water bottle from it. Opening its cap Isabella chugged down the water immediately half emptying it. Her dry throat moistened completely when the cold water ram down her throat. She placed the bottle back and was about to close the door of the fridge but her eyes caught an chocolate ice-cream box behind a fruit bowl.

The water underneath the ice-covered surface was bubbling as if it was the sound of water in a pan at a boiling point. Water was trying to cool off all the werewolves that were being burned by Coal’s power. Burying each one of them under the ice-covered surface deep into the shallow water. Glass floors of ice that were impossible to penetrate covered the werewolves burning under. An endless spark of ice grew out of everywhere. A huge glow of fire was visible to all the people above the ice's surface. That appeared beyond the ice. This made Luciano smile as he spoke to Water in the same creepy, ominous, chilling tone.

It’s just—we could never blend in with other customers. I beamed fixedly on the surface of the glass of my iced tea. It was sweating. I followed how its moist slowly turned into grains of water sliding down onto the white table made of porcelain, damping the brown paper towel laid at the bottom of the glass. I leaned forward, giving my head the authority to soar above it. I clapped eyes on the ice cubes sinking down; it reminded me of Titanic. What a wonderful movie that was.

I hold the ice cube in my cheek while I lap up her juices and then push it back inside her pussy with my tongue. "What are you doing? Oh Fuck!" She yells, pushing her pussy against my tongue, and then pulling back when she feels the cold ice cube. I continue to eat her delectable pussy while using a fresh ice cube on her mound, running it up and down her racing stripe of pussy hair. As it melts, the ice water runs down around her pussy and into the crack in her ass. Who would believe that I'm sitting here, pushing ice cubes into Miss Edwards' pussy, while I'm sucking on her juices? The ice cube I'm using on her mound is getting smaller. I push it deep into her pussy, pull it back out and the

He ordered quickly, eyes flicking between the menu and his phone. When he got his drink, he snapped a picture and sent it without thinking. The label on the side read: ICED LATTE — OAT — 1 PUMP VAN _JPEG_ : (photo) i have human fuel MegaMax_31: since when do you do vanilla? _JPEG_ : i pressed the wrong button MegaMax_31: coward Jamie took a sip as he turned toward the door, the sweetness subtle, almost comforting. “Caramel macchiato for Max!” Jamie almost dropped his coffee.

Leonor woke up one morning to discover that her life had been destroyed. She had been drugged and abused, and while she struggled to understand what had happened, her husband, Lawson, filed for divorce. As part of the settlement, he managed to claim 25% of the shares that had belonged to Leonor’s father. Then, he cast her out of his life. But the worst betrayal was yet to come. Then, Leonor discovered she was pregnant. Four years later, Leonor returns to the city as a completely different woman. Now the designer in a small company, she is assigned to design the wedding ring for Lawson her ex husband wedding anniversary. Leonor thought she could face her past without lookin

Water can return to ice if the conditions are right. I can't let that happen. Driven by the idea of melting her down, I kiss her roughly, seeking to create more heat. I'll keep the ice at bay however I can.

He licked it off my skin greedily, then poured more directly onto my clit while still balls,deep in my cunt, the cold wine mixing with my hot cream and his sweat into a sloppy, alcoholic mess that dripped down my thighs. Suddenly he pulled out, grabbed a handful of ice cubes from the wine bucket, and shoved three of them straight into my stretched pussy. The shocking cold made me gasp and clench violently. He pushed his cock back inside, fucking the melting ice deep into me while the cold water mixed with my hot juices.

“No can't do. Olive here would love to add your ice cream to her collection, if it's good.” The woman grinned. “Oh, it is damn good. Also, I knew you were going to be a stubborn person.” I laughed. “He's not…sometimes.” “Hey,” Easton exclaimed. “Who's side are you on?” “Well, they are making delicious ice cream so…” They laughed. The masc woman introduced herself as Jude with feminine pronouns, making me relieved about my assumptions. Soon, I had a cone of blueberry flavored ice cream in my hand. “I know it seems suspicious,” Jennie laughed as I peered at the deep blue color of the ice cream. “But it's really good. It's my favorite.”

He pushes the ice cube inside me. I scream. The cold inside my pussy – sharp, shocking, the cube pressing against my hot inner walls – creates a sensation I've never felt. My walls tighten around the ice, trying to expel it, the contractions only pushing it deeper. The cold radiates outward while my body heat melts it from all sides and I feel the cold water seeping from me and running between my ass cheeks onto the sheets.