Ice Cube Challenge

I was given the take of putting three ice cubes in my pussy and going out in a skirt with no panties.

I put on a short little plaid skirt, white tanktop, orange howard wedges and nothing else.  ;-D

I edged a little, then I put three large ice cubes up my dripping slit.

The plan was to walk down to the open air market to buy a few things, then return home.

I immediately knew this would be a challenge when one of those slippery twatcubes fell to the kitchen floor and shattered into a bajillion pieces. I quickly grabbed another and slipped it inside me as far as I could with two fingers, this time keeping my legs held together tight. I could barely walk but I slowly shuffled out of my apartment and skirted down the street. With my legs together, pussy clenched, fluids dripping down my thighs, and nipples poking through my barely-there tanktop, I could hardly concentrate on anything. After walking a block I realized that I was so focused on my dripping slit that my mouth was open with my tongue almost protruding and eyes rolled back in my head. I was focused too much om my pussy and I honestly think I could have made myself cum if I had kept concentrating. "Get it together!", I thought to myself.

I made it all the way to the market and my thighs were dripping. I could tell it was only partly water, due to the slickness. Then, I caught a boy who could have only been 20 who wearing a muscle tee with the muscles to match. He was smiling at me. He has the most beautiful smile you could imagine. Not a little smirk, but a huge, toothy grin from ear to ear. When I caught his glance I started smiling and I felt my cheeks flush. I like this cheeky boy but he is making me feel shy. I bit my lip and turned away to look at some produce. I peeked back and there he was, staring me down with those big blue eyes. I bent over from the waist and pretended to look at some things so my ass would stick out of my skirt and I looked back. He was cocking his head to the side to get a better angle to look at my ass. I wonder if he noticed my moistness? That was his trigger, he saw his target and started to walk toward me. I slowly started to walk away and he put his hand on my shoulder.

He said is a deep reverberating voice, "I am taking you to lunch". I bit my lip and thought about the ice melting in my pussy. I reluctantly said, "Not today kid", and tried to turn away. He used my shoulder, which his hand was still on, to turn me back around and said, "At least give me your number Love" and handed me his phone. I entered my information in his phone and put it under the contact name, "Love", because he called me Love and well... I loved it. I so just wanted to take his around the corder in the alley and wrap my soaking, ice cold pussy around his cock and stick my tongue down his throat. Right now I am thinking about the long plan. I want his cock in my warm tight pussy, not Frostcunt the Terrible. I will fuck him all night long. I just have to go home and warm back up.

I gave him his phone, turned away, and he let his hand ride down my back and squeeze my ass. Oh god I want this man!

I made it home and have been waiting for a call, or e-mail or something ever since. My pussy drips for my Love Boy.