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Hot Time in a Cold Room
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holly's adventure
=== Hot Time in a Cold Room ===
"Damn, it's cold in here!" I muttered to myself as I seated myself at
the lab bench. Cold indeed, at only four degrees Celsius, barely a
frosty breath away from freezing temperature. Cold enough to keep proteins
and nucleic acids from denaturing, cold enough to keep antibodies in their
active form.
And cold enough to make me fervently wish for something to keep me warm.
With his free hand he grasped his cock and aimed it for my pussy, teasing
my cunt lips with the heated knob and rubbing my clitoris with his slit.
I thought I would die, and I shivered uncontrollably with passion.
"Are you cold?" he asked. I gazed up at him heatedly and opened my arms
to him. "Warm me," I gasped roughly. "Please, now..."
Without hesitation, Paul drove his engorged cock into my pussy, and I gasped
and shivered and cried out softly as he filled me. He leaned down to
gather me into his arms and hold me close and warm as he thrust slowly
and powerfully into me, his body quickly warming us both to a pulsating
rhythm. I wrapped my legs around his taut ass and used my legs to push him
into me, and hold him inside me, as much as I could. His prick was like
a bar of fire thrusting in and out of me, spreading warmth through me from
the inside out, from my cunt to my head and toes.
With sure and greedy hands he pushed my parka, t-shirt, and bra up my
torso and over my breasts, and before I could even feel the cold he was
upon me with hands and tongue, his mouth catching one rigid nipple and
gnawing on it mercilessly while his hand taunted the other. He stroked
me and stroked into me until I was completely oblivous to the hard bench
beneath my rear end, our noises of lust and passion filling the tiny
room, and the cold biting my naked flesh. All I could do was gasp and
moan and dig into Paul's shoulders for dear life as fireworks went off
inside my body, starting deep within my pussy where his cock butted my
cervix, and spreading out like a spray of hot sparks, until I saw fireworks.
As I came with a vengeance, Paul moaned loudly at the tightening of my
pussy. Reluctantly he turned his attention away from my tits, thoughtfully
pulling my parka down to cover them before grabbing my thighs and pushing
himself deep inside me once more. His pace quickened until he literally
slammed into me, the slap of his balls against my pantied ass punctuated
by the creak of the cold formica lab bench as he fucked me with vicious
abandon. Flailing for something to grasp for support, my hand fell upon the
activation button of the microcentrifuge, and it whirred loudly to a start,
just drowning out Paul's sudden strident cries of release as he came inside
me, his cock twitching and dancing as it filled my pussy with hot sperm.
I came back to my senses with the harsh sound of the centrifuge filling my
ears, and the warm, hard weight of my lover covering my body. I stroked his
back with shaking hands as he raggedly tried to catch his breath. The noisy
machine clicked off and spun to a silent halt. Only the sound of our
breathing and the hum of the condensers now. Shaking, Paul straigtened,
taking my hands and pulling me up to a sitting position. Cradled between
my deliciously aching thighs, he continued to stroke slowly, softly into
me as his cock slowly relaxed, and I quivered in aftershocks of ecstasy.
We touched each other tentatively, as if in awe, and whispered nothings to
each other for a very long time.
Eventually, we slowly put ourselves back together. I helped him to carefully
tuck his sleepy penis back into his pants, and he helped me pull my jeans
back on to conceal my ruined underwear. In a dreamlike state, we stared at
each other as we haphazardly put away our abandoned projects. Then we
embraced and held each other for several long moments.
Finally, he spoke. "Are you cold?"
Cold? What was that? I thought I would never be cold again as long as he
held me. "Um...no, not really. Maybe a little..."
"How about a cup of coffee? We can get to know each other better..." He
smiled crookedly. My heart flip-flopped.
"Sure, I've got somime."
At that moment, I had all the time in the world.
*** The End ***
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