SUMMER LOVIN'

I turned off the computer and looked out of the window, feeling rather horny after a good hour's surfing on kinky bondage websites - the midday sun was shining brightly and I decided to venture out to the back garden to find Pauline. Sure enough, she was lying on her front on a towel on the lawn, her untied bikini beneath her. She seemed to be happily dozing, and I knew that she hated having her out-moded carcinogenic skin-aging ritual interrupted, but as I mentioned before I was feeling horny.

I kicked off my sandals and, blinking in the bright light, crept along the path - I knelt very carefully beside her so she wouldn't notice my presence. She jumped when I traced one of my cold fingers down her bare spine, and her initial gasp soon turned into a soft moan and wriggle of pleasure. I laid down beside her as she turned her head to look at me over the top of her sunglasses.

"Fancy some ice-cream?" I asked, entertaining erotic thoughts about eating it off her naked body.

"Sure," she smiled, "but it would melt in an instant in this heat."

"It's cool inside," I replied, "Why don't you take a break from this sunbathing lark for a few minutes?"

"Go on then", she grinned.

I briefly entertained the idea of stealing her bikini and watching her traverse the garden naked, but thought that it was maybe a bit too cruel - instead, I helped her tie her bikini on, smiling to myself as I pictured her naked and furious. I also thought about tying her wrists to her bikini briefs and stealing her bikini top - did I mention that I was feeling horny?

Once she was fully dressed (well, as fully dressed as a girl can be in a skimpy white bikini and sunglasses), we headed into the house. She went ahead to the lounge while I fetched the ice-cream from the freezer and a couple of spoons from the cutlery drawer (we normally eat ice-cream from the tub, so I didn't fetch any bowls). I then wandered into the lounge and was promptly ambushed from behind by Pauline, who had been hiding behind the door - the first I knew of it, she had pulled a blindfold over my eyes and taken the ice-cream and spoons from my hands.

"What's going on?" I asked, unable to stop myself from grinning.

"Nothing," came Pauline's voice from beside my ear, "just relax and enjoy yourself."

I did as she said, while she slowly removed my clothes until I was standing naked and blindfolded in the middle of the lounge. She then guided my hands behind my back and folded my arms, so my forearms were parallel to the floor, before tying my wrists together, tightly. I knew that her knot was inescapable, but I struggled anyway, just for effect. She guided me down, into a kneeling position, and then all was quiet.

"Pauline?" I asked, after a few moments.

"Mmm?" she replied.

"Are you eating the ice-cream?"

"Ummm... maybe..."

"Can I have some?"

"I'll think about it..."

I was about to reply when I felt intense cold in my right nipple - I gasped, and jumped, and the coldness went away.

"What was that?"

"These spoons get cold quickly, don't they?"

Before I could reply, she held the spoon against my left nipple - blindfolded as I was, I had absolutely no warning, and couldn't help but jump again.

"Hey, stop that!" I moaned, turning my head from side to side, trying to anticipate the next surprise attack.

"Poor nipples - let me kiss them better..."

I gasped, but this gasp was a different gasp, as I felt her lips clamp around my right nipple - despite the fact that she had been eating ice-cream, they felt warm and I was soon writhing and groaning as she worked her magic with her teeth and tongue. I found myself involuntarily pulling at the ropes binding my wrists, wanting to reach out, to touch her, to stroke her hair, to cup her breasts, to kiss her... She switched to my other nipple, and the sensation was enhanced by the fact that I couldn't see through the blindfold - my world seemed to consist entirely of her mouth and my nipple...

She withdrew, leaving my nipples very hard, and me even hornier.

"Open wide," she said, and I obeyed.

I was half-expecting a gag, so was very pleasantly surprised by a spoon laden with ice-cream between my lips. A few very yummy spoonfuls later, and Pauline guided me down backwards, so I was lying on my bound arms on the floor. I gasped when what was obviously a large scoop of ice-cream fell between my breasts, but was soon moaning as Pauline licked it all up. I felt a stray rivulet head south towards my tummy button, but Pauline anticipated this and managed to head it off. I began to moan very loudly when her licks moved further south and found my waiting clit... She teased my clit out effortlessly, leaving me squirming in my bondage as one of her fingers pushed slowly but surely into my soaking wet pussy... I was helpless to do anything but enjoy the experience as the combination of her tongue lapping and her finger thrusting brought me very quickly to a wonderful, shuddering climax.

As I lay there panting, I became aware that she had started eating the ice-cream again. I asked if she'd mind letting me have some more, so while she ate she used one hand to pick at the knot binding my wrists - once the rope was loose enough, I wriggled out, removed the blindfold, nuzzled her neck, grabbed a spooon and joined in.

"I still feel hot," Pauline said, once we'd finished, "I was hoping that the ice-cream would cool me down."

"I have the perfect solution," I responded, "follow me."

I didn't bother to dress - I led Pauline upstairs, naked, into the bedroom. While she sat on the bed, I fetched a few items from the bottom of the wardrobe. I handed them to Pauline, and pointed to each bedpost in turn. She nodded, understanding, and I watched as she bound herself for my pleasure...

She sat in the centre of the bed, spreading her legs wide to the posts at the bottom of the bed. She bent forward and cuffed first her right ankle and then her left ankle to the bedposts, keeping her legs spread wide and helpless. She then scooted up the bed as far as she could, and looked up at the headboard, obviously calculating distances. She picked up the ring-gag I had handed her and opened wide, pulling it into her mouth and strapping it tightly behind her head, under her hair. Next, she pulled the blindfold over her eyes and turned her head, checking that she couldn't see anything. Lastly, she felt around on the bed for the last pair of handcuffs and closed them around her left wrist before she laid back on the bed, reaching up to the vertical bars in the headboard and poking her hands through - she then closed the other cuff around her right wrist, rendering herself utterly helpless and vulnerable. I smiled - watching her bind herself had made me feel even hornier...

Tempted how I was to just watch her for a while, I knew that I had things to do. I donned my favourite sling bikini and headed downstairs to the lounge. I picked up the spoons and ice-cream tub and transferred them to the kitchen, where I put a small collection of ice-cubes in the tub and returned with it upstairs to where Pauline was struggling a little with the tight handcuffs.

"Comfy?" I asked.

"Mmmph," she replied, her voice muffled by the ring-gag, but I got the general impression that she was enjoying herself.

I climbed onto the bed and sat astride her, running my fingertips up and down her sides, watching her squirm slightly on the edge of being tickled... I leaned over her, my chest over hers, my bikini-clad breasts rubbing against her bikini-clad breasts, as I moved in to kiss her softly on her gagged lips, pushing my tongue slowly into her held-open mouth, playing softly with her tongue... She responded, lifting her head, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I couldn't help but moan.

While we kissed, I reached to the side and picked up a couple of ice-cubes. I sat up and held the ice above her, watching her jump as drops of ice-cold water landed on her breasts... she was soon moaning very loudly into her gag and writhing beneath me as I moved the ice so the water would land on her nipples. I moved the two ice cubes so that the cold water landed on random parts of her body, making her jump each time since she couldn't anticipate when or where the next drip would drop. My hands were very cold by now, so I tucked the ice-cubes into her bikini, next to her nipples, and began to stroke her waist while she squirmed even harder and cursed into the gag...

I nibbled on the soft flesh of her sides while she continued to writhe, and the ice-cubes in her bikini quickly melted away and made her white bikini slightly transparent. I reached up and teased her nipples, finding them very cold and very hard. I reached for another ice-cube and let it sit on her tummy.

"If that ice-cube ends up on the bed, the next ice-cube is going in your pussy," I warned, and her squirming stopped immediately.

I picked up two more ice-cubes and tucked them into Pauline's bikini top, next to her nipples again, before I quickly untied her bikini bottom. I placed it to one side and smiled evilly to myself as I knelt down between her legs, smelling her sweet scent as I pushed my tongue into her pussy... I heard her groan loudly, and I wondered how easy it would be to keep that ice-cube on her tummy... maybe she'd managed to catch it in her tummy button. I didn't check, I was too busy teasing her clit... She was soaking wet, and utterly helpless, and I couldn't help but take complete advantage of her situation and tease her mercilessly with my tongue and fingers. It didn't take long for a gagged gasp and a cold shivery quiver to herald the onset of orgasm.

I climbed back up the bed (the ice-cubes had all melted now) and kissed my lover on the neck, pressing my body against hers, closing my eyes while she moaned softly with pleasure. I grabbed the handcuff keys and slowly released her, kissing her all the time.

"Feeling cool yet?" I asked.

"For some reason, you just make me feel hot."

"Maybe we should go for a walk to cool down?"

"Maybe we should," she replied, reaching for the handcuffs...