The Ice Hotel Part 2 of 2

The Ice Hotel
Part 2 of 2

"You ready to go check out the honeymoon suite?" Kaysa asked, with a raise of her eyebrow and a half grin.

"Let's go," I quickly agreed, putting my empty glass—or "hollow ice cube"—down on the bar and heading for the door.

The honeymoon suite was indeed incredible. It was by far the most extravagant room in the Ice Hotel. Several ice sculptures decorated the large suite, and they had somehow lighted the sculptures with a soft blue light to make them glow and stand out from the snow-white walls and floor.

In the middle of the room, a sizeable king-sized ice bed covered with traditional reindeer skins sat, and a sleeping bag made for two people lay on top.

"It's calling us," Kaysa whispered, holding one hand to her ear and pointing to the bed with her other.

Two seconds later, Kaysa started peeling off the thermal protection layers she had done earlier in the sauna. I must have looked like a fan at a spectator sport, or maybe just a pervert, but I couldn't help just standing there staring at her disrobe as layer by layer fell to the floor, exposing her gorgeous body.

Kaysa stripped down to a sexy red bra and panties that looked like they had come from Victoria's Secret or some high-fashion lingerie boutique. I only got a quick glimpse before she jumped in the sleeping bag to get warm. Still, she looked incredible in the lacy red bra that perfectly framed her ample tits and the matching bikini panties that barely covered her shaven womanhood.

"You just going to stand there gawking, or you going to join me," Kaysa quizzed me, snapping me back to my senses.

Thirty seconds later, I was again down to my boxers and slipped into the sleeping bag beside her.

Kaysa was lying on her side in a spoon position, trying to keep warm, when I slid in beside her. My skin and the inside of the sleeping bag were still cold from exposure to the sub-freezing temperature in the room. As I snuggled up behind Kaysa to share some body heat, the contrast between my cold flesh and her warm body sent an electrifying jolt through my body, causing my cock to jump to an almost instant erection.

Neither the thin satin fabric of my boxers nor the sheer lace of Kaya's panties could even begin to conceal the hardness of my cock as it nestled comfortably against her firm hand side.

"Well, well," Kaysa commented as she reached back and slid her hand between us, rubbing my erection through the soft fabric of my shorts. "It feels like somebody's excited to be in the honeymoon suite."

Kaysa continued gently rubbing and stroking my rigid member through the sheer satin material. I was already hard when she began her sensual stroking, but somehow, her gifted hands managed to bring me to an even higher state of arousal. I could already feel a wet spot forming in the satin at the tip of my cock where the pre cum oozing from my eagerness quickly soaked into the slippery fabric.

The sleeping bag was tight with both of us inside, but I managed to wiggle around just enough to slide my boxers down to my ankles and kick them free. Kaysa wasted no time in fumbling to re-find my raging hard-on as her probing hand immediately returned to its mission.

"I don't think these add much warmth," I laughed as I helped Kaysa wiggle free from her bra and panties.

As we repositioned our now completely naked bodies back into the spoon position to share some body heat,
Kaysa opened her legs just enough to guide my straining cock between her thighs. The angle was wrong for me to enter her now steaming pussy, but I could feel her heat and dampness as my cock lay firmly pressed along the length of her opening.

Kaysa's soft fingers continued their massage and stroking of my cock, but from this position, she could also pleasure herself at the same time. Each of her long, sensual strokes started at the base of my cock, rolled across the head of my shaft, and ended with a circular stroke of her clit.

I'm not sure if it was pre cum from my arousal or Kaysa's juices oozing from her desire. Still, I could feel the wetness increasing significantly as she used the combination of my hard cock and her experienced fingers to bring herself closer and closer to orgasm.

The heat of our combined bodies had long replaced the coldness of the sleeping bag. I could already feel the dampness of sweat on Kaysa's skin as her body's natural cooling system attempted to douse the fire burning within her.

From this position, I was in a perfect posture to help fuel Kaysa's desire by gently kissing the back and sides of her neck while my hand wrapped around her torso and firmly massaged her firm and sensitive tits. As my tongue twirled tiny circles on her neck, I quickly discovered a susceptible spot that caused her to softly moan and quiver each time my tongue flicked across it.

Kaysa's breathing quickened, and the frequency of her moans increased as my hands and mouth worked their magic on her body while her hand continued its relentless torment of both my cock and her clit. As Kaysa's hand increased both its pace and pressure on my cock, I matched her rhythm with my hand as I stroked her breast and nipple in perfect unison with her stroking of my cock.

It was apparent that Kaysa's orgasm was rapidly building as she stroked faster and harder on our collective sex organs nestled between her legs. Just as I sensed she was at the edge, I squeezed her breast firmly, pinched and pulled gently on her nipple, and darted my tongue in repeated circles on that super-sensitive spot on her neck.

As her body tensed, her hand pressed hard against my cock, pressing it aggressively against her clit. Kaysa's soft moan turned louder as her back arched away from my touch, and the first wave of orgasm crashed over her trembling body. Wanting to make her pleasure last as long as possible, I continued the teasing from my hand and tongue as a second, third, and fourth wave rippled through her quivering body.

Kaysa's expert stroking of my cock had me aroused to new heights of pleasure. I desperately wanted to fuck the beautiful body lying naked in front of me, but I wasn't sure there was enough room in the sleeping bag to accomplish that mission.

"God, I want to fuck you so bad," I pleaded as I wiggled in a feeble attempt to position myself in a way that I could enter her cum soaked pussy.

"Let me help," she offered as she rolled from her side and ended up directly on top of me.

Two seconds later, her hand was on my cock, guiding it into her wet and incredibly tight pussy. I could feel her inner muscles gripping my cock, resisting its penetration as I tried to push deeper and deeper into her wetness.

With a final moan from Kaysa's lips and a final concession from her gripping pussy, my cock hit bottom, and she lay there momentarily enjoying the feeling of my hardness nestled so deep inside of her.

With my cock buried deep within her and her body flattened against my own, she began to gently ride my cock.

I could feel Kaysa's hard nipples pressed firmly against my chest, and I could feel her clammy chest heave with each breath and each downward stroke on my cock. The tightness of the sleeping bag and the fear of frostbite, if we escaped its warmth, forced us to fuck with a slow, steady rhythm.

Kaysa must have sensed my building orgasm, or maybe it was her orgasm building once again. Instead of stopping at the bottom of each stroke to massage my cock with her well-trained pussy muscles like she had been doing for the past fifteen minutes, she was now riding me without pause.

Her body tensed with each thrust as I grabbed her ass with both hands and squeezed her hard against my own body at the bottom of each stroke.

I could tell she liked the feeling of my hands squeezing and guiding her ass. Her breathing quickened, and her moans increased in both frequency and volume. I could also tell from the familiar tingling in my balls that my orgasm was just seconds away. With a final stroke, I pulled Kaysa hard against my cock holding it as deep within her as I could reach.

As the first shot of semen exploded from my balls and into her womb, Kaysa's body tensed as she joined me in a simultaneous orgasm. My second, third, and fourth spurt of cum were matched and greeted by her uncontrollable convulsive tightening of the muscles deep within her womanhood. I continued my firm grip on Kaysa's ass, holding her quivering body impaled on my sword until the last ripple of pleasure washed over her body, and she collapsed onto my chest in total release.

When I woke up Saturday morning, Kaysa had already left. I knew she had to get around early to care for her dog team, but I was surprised I had not awakened when she left. We had planned to go snowmobiling that day, so I knew she would return before noon.

Saturday was spent again exploring northern Sweden's beautiful lands by snowmobile. Kaysa was a terrific tour guide.

"When we cross the frozen lakes'" she cautioned me, "Make sure you stay directly behind me. Even though the lake is frozen a meter deep, there are places where the currents beneath the ice cause vortexes that bring warm water up from the bottom of the lake and create holes in the ice. You might want to resist the urge to take off flying across the lake alone. I'll keep you away from the danger zones."

Returning from the snowmobile adventure, we headed for the sauna to thaw out again. The routine was the same: undress in the dressing room, grab a bathrobe, and head for the heavenly warmth of the steam bath.

When we entered the sauna, there was no Marissa or Anna. Kaysa and I had the place to ourselves. The vision of Kaysa's sexy curves displayed so close to me once again got the blood stirring in my groin.

She must have read my mind as I stared at her with hungry eyes and a growing erection.

"Don't get any ideas, Big Boy," she scolded, raising a single index finger and waving it in front of my face like a mother scolding a child for doing something wrong.

"I have a surprise for you later that will make tonight the most unforgettable night of your life. I guarantee it. I want to ensure you conserve your energy for now," she added.

"Last night was pretty unforgettable," I conceded. I'm not sure it gets any better than that."

"You'll just have to wait and see," she countered, "A year from now, last night might be a distant memory, but I guarantee you, ten years from now, the memory of tonight will still be etched in your mind like it was yesterday."

Kaysa's words kept replaying in my mind throughout the evening. She needed a few hours to finish more work, so we agreed to meet at my cabin at nine o'clock. During the four hours between when we left the sauna and when she knocked on my cabin door, I imagined every possible scenario that might engrave such a lasting memory.

Was she planning a whole night of sexual aerobics that would leave me so spent and exhausted that I would never forget it? Kaysa seemed friendly with Anna and Marissa the day before in the sauna. Was she planning a threesome or maybe even a foursome? That would certainly be unforgettable.

The knock on the door snapped me back to reality, and out of the fantasy world, my mind had drifted into.

"You don't look ready for a dogsled ride," Kaysa laughed as she stepped into my cabin. Get your snowsuit and gear on, and let's go for a little ride."

Now, I was confused. Had I misinterpreted her intentions? I guess she hadn't directly said that my unforgettable experience would involve sex. All she said was that I would need energy, which would be extraordinary. After the incredible sex we had last night, I had assumed she was referring to a memorable sexual experience, but now I wasn't so sure.

"Where are we going?" I asked inquisitively.

"You'll see," she said, with a continued air of mystery. "We're heading back to the countryside, but I want to take the dogs instead of the snowmobiles," she added. "They know the ice better after dark so that it will be safer."

With Kaysa and me in tow, the dogs pulled the sled for nearly an hour before we came to a teepee-like structure in what appeared to be the middle of nowhere. The tent-like structure glowed and flickered from the warming fire visibly burning within. Kaysa took a few minutes to unhook the dogs and lead them into a small building, obviously their home.

A bearskin rug lay on the tent's floor beside the fire pit, dead in the center of the structure. I assumed other skins, reindeer, were lying on the remaining portions of the tent floor, giving it the appearance of a carpeted floor. The temperature inside the tent was quite warm, and I reached for the zipper of my snowsuit and started to tug it downward.

"Not so fast," Kaysa warned, placing her hand on my shoulder and stopping me from unzipping the suit. "We're going back outside for a little bit."

A large sleeping bag was rolled up beside the fire, close enough to get nice and toasty but far enough away not to be a fire hazard. Kaysa grabbed the sleeping bag under one arm and grabbed my gloved hand with her other hand.

"Come on," she encouraged me as she pulled me toward the entrance to the tent. "Your unforgettable adventure is this way."

"Have you ever made love on a moonlit beach?" Kaysa asked as she stopped just outside the tent where a small circle of reindeer skins lay on the snow-covered ground.

"I have," I confessed as Kaysa unrolled the sleeping bag and spread it on the skins.

"It was quite memorable then, I guess," Kaysa added.

"Indeed, it was," I countered, "Indeed it was."

"Then imagine how memorable it will be to make love beneath the Northern Lights," she said.

The sleeping bag was still warm when my naked body rushed from the arctic night air into its cozy confines.

When I slid in, Kaysa was faster at slipping out of her insulating layers and was already snuggled in the sleeping bag.

We were lying there cuddling and nibbling softly on each other's lips and necks when the sky suddenly turned from the black starry darkness we had navigated to a glowing green, almost eerie hue. The solid green glow turned to a flicker as green streaks of light darted through the night sky. As quickly as the sky had turned green, it changed again to an orange glow.

It was incredible. I had heard about the aurora borealis and had once witnessed the green glow from as far south as my home in Cincinnati, but this was something words and even pictures could never describe.

Kaysa rolled me onto my back as the colorful sky danced overhead. From this position, I could look straight up into the Arctic sky and view Mother Nature's fantastic light show. I was in total amazement and nearly forgot that I was lying naked in a sleeping bag with one of the most beautiful girls I had ever met.

I was so caught up in the breathtaking display that I didn't notice Kaysa slip her head beneath the cover of the sleeping bag. Suddenly I felt warm hands caressing my balls and the warm, familiar wetness of lips kissing the head of my cock. My erection had been lost as my mind drifted toward the brilliant light show, but in just a matter of seconds, Kaysa had brought it back to full attention.

With my cock at the entire staff, Kaysa climbed on top of me and quickly slid my stiff member into her warm and juicy cove. A simultaneous moan left both of our lips when the head of my rock-hard cock hit its full depth, and she ground her pubic bone into mine, attempting to go as deep as possible.

With her chest flattened against my own in the tight confines of the sleeping bag, Kaysa began her slow and methodic rocking on my hardness. Her eyes were just centimeters away from my own as she stared deep into my lusty gaze as our bodies rocked in perfect rhythm. My eyes were no longer distracted by the brilliance of the Northern Lights but were instead fixed on the brilliance of Kaysa's deep blue eyes staring hungrily into my own.

Pure lust and total fulfillment filled Kaysa's eyes. With each penetrating stroke down my pole, her eyes would slowly close and then just as slowly reopen and refocus their penetrating stare deep into my soul. The blank stare in her eyes told it all. She was on a sexual high, oblivious to everything around her except the rigid cock probing within her, sending electrifying pleasure to every cell in her body.

Between the incredible atmosphere and the slow and sensual fuck that Kaysa was providing, my engines were revving full speed, and my balls were begging for me to take her hard and fast. With both hands squeezing her ass, I pulled her hard against my cock while our eyes remained locked in a lustful stare. In one swift motion, I rolled Kaysa over onto her back, where I could control the pace and fuck her with reckless abandon.

My pace quickened, and my thrusts became faster as my cock begged for release, and my balls tingled in anticipation. My breath quickened, and Kaysa's moans became faster and louder as my thrusts became more profound and more complex than ever.

"You have to slow down," Kaysa warned as she grabbed my ass and pulled me against her.

"The air is too cold to breathe and will freeze in your lungs if you start panting and breathing too hard," she cautioned. "Fuck me slow and deep, baby," she begged. "You can fuck me fast and hardback in the tent for the next round."

In the heat of passion, I hadn't noticed the burning of the Arctic air in my lungs until Kaysa stopped me.

However, I could now feel the warning signs that Kaysa had cautioned me about. I slowed my pace as requested and returned to the slow, sensual fuck where we had begun. Kaysa's eyes and face radiated in the luminance of the Northern Lights as I continued my methodical probing of her inner sole. I usually could never cum with such a slow pace, but Kaysa was massaging my cock with her vaginal muscles each time my cock penetrated her depths.

The relentless teasing my cock had been enduring now for at least twenty minutes was taking its toll, and my ability to hold off the pending orgasm was becoming a losing battle. The sight of the lust in Kaysa's eyes each time I hit bottom, along with the constant massage from her inner muscles and the warmth and wetness oozing from her pussy was more than I could stand.

"Oh God, Kaysa, I'm going to cum," I moaned as my cock sank deep into her body, and our eyes remained locked in their lustful stare.

Kaysa wrapped her arms around my back and pulled my body hard against her chest as my cock hit bottom one last time. At the depth of my stroke, she squeezed me tight to hold me as deep as possible. I could feel her stomach muscles clench, her body shake, and the warm rush of her orgasm gripping my cock from within.

That was more than I could stand. The warmth of her orgasm and the milking from her inner muscles sent me crashing over the edge, and my cock bucked and pulsed within her as jet after jet of cum shot from my balls and into her womb.

"Oh my God," Kaysa moaned as my eruption triggered yet another orgasm within her already shaking body.

Tears were flowing down her cheeks as her body continued to tremble, and her arms continued to clench my body as the orgasm rippled on and on. After what seemed like at least thirty seconds of continuous orgasm, Kaysa's body finally stopped convulsing as she released her vice-like grip on my body and relaxed beneath me.

"Oh fuck," Kaysa exclaimed in an almost breathless voice. "I've never had an orgasm that intense."

"Grab your clothes, and let's go inside where it's warmer," Kaysa offered after a few minutes of rest. "Last one in has to service the other's sexual request," she challenged, as she was already halfway out of the sleeping bag and fumbling to find her clothes.

"That's not fair," I teased as I jumped out of the sleeping bag as quickly as possible. "You've got a head start."

I didn't care if I won or lost this challenge. I was a winner either way. I was dying to spend quality time in a warm place servicing this beautiful woman's every whim and desire, so losing this challenge would be the preverbal "win-win" situation.

Kaysa was already sitting on the bearskin rug, snuggled close to the fire, when I found my last boot and dropped the pile of winter gear on the tent floor. What little time I had spent outside the sleeping bag gathering my clothes was enough to make my naked skin almost burn from the intense cold.

I quickly made my way to join Kaysa on the rug next to the fire. The heat felt good against my cold skin. Kaysa looked gorgeous, sitting there in front of the fire with her naked body glistening from the sweat of our sexual escapade and the reflection of the flames flickering off her moist skin.

For the first time since we met, we were in a place where we didn't have to rush to avoid frostbite or constrain our movements to those allowed within the limited confines of a sleeping bag.

Gently placing one hand on each side of Kaysa's face, I pulled her lips to mine in a passionate kiss. Usually, my eyes would naturally close at such a moment, but with Kaysa, I felt this incredible desire to stare deep into her eyes as we passionately kissed. Her eyes were glossed over in total lust and passion as she stared back into my own.

I gently laid Kaysa on the soft bearskin rug without losing contact between our lips or eyes. My hands drifted from the sides of her cheeks and began probing her tender flesh. I started with her smooth and ticklish neck. My hands then made their way to her shoulders and down the length of her arms; all the time, our eyes and lips remained locked in passion.

Kaysa finally broke the eye contact when my hands reached her breasts and began massaging them softly. Her eyes closed in total relaxation, and her lips clenched as her muffled moans vibrated from her chest. Her breasts were full and firm, and her nipples erect and thirsting for my touch. My strong hands alternated between gentle squeezes of her breasts and pinching and rolling her nipples between my fingers. As my hands worked their magic on her sensitive chest, my lips and tongue found their way back to that ultra-sensitive spot on Kaysa's neck that I had discovered the night before.

"Oh my God, that feels wonderful," Kaysa gasped as my hands and tongue continued their relentless torture.

My tongue began a slow journey from the sensitive spot on the side of Kaysa's neck around to the front of her throat and on south to the valley between her breasts. With one hand still massaging her right breast, my lips kissed a path of soft nibbles around her other breast and ended on her nipple, where my tongue and lips continued their relentless torment.

My other hand could now trace a path down Kaysa's stomach. When I reached her thighs, a gentle pull on the inside of her thigh was the only signal she needed to part her beautiful legs to provide me access to her ultimate pleasure zone. The nipple nestled between my lips became harder, begging for relief at the instant my hand touched Kaysa's inner thigh.

With one hand still worshiping her lovely breast and my lips and tongue attacking the other, my other hand began a slow circular massage of Kaysa's clit.

"Damn it, Brian," Kaysa gasped as three of her most erogenous zones were being attacked simultaneously. "If you're trying to make me cum again, you're doing a hell of a good job."

Without a word, I continued the pleasure I was delivering. The signs of Kaysa's pending orgasm were increasing with each flick of my tongue and each touch of my fingers. Her quickened breathing, the heaving of her chest, and the squirming of her body beneath my lips and hands were telltale signs that I would soon push her over the edge into the throes of orgasmic bliss.

My fingers tormenting Kaysa's clit increased their speed and pressed harder against her swollen and sensitive bud. Her pussy now glistened with dampness. The aroma of her arousal filled the air. Using her wetness to dampen my fingers, I plunged two fingers into her pussy just long enough to absorb her wetness.

Returning my attention to her clit, I used two of my fingers to delicately spread the hood covering her clit and exposing her raw and swollen bud.

With a third finger now wet with her lust, I began to vigorously flick and massage her exposed clit. That was more than my little sex goddess could take, and her body tensed in another quivering orgasm.

Ripple after ripple of spasm racked her body for the next twenty seconds before her sweaty body regained control.

Her limp and the spent body lay motionless on the rug as I repositioned myself to continue pleasuring this Swedish vixen.

"What are you d...?" were the only words she could get out of her mouth as I positioned myself on top of her in a sixty-nine position and spread her thighs with my hands. Kaysa gasped as my tongue hit her clit, preventing her from finishing the question she had started to ask.

"Paying off for losing the race," I chuckled as I approached for air.

Providing oral pleasure to my partner is one of the greatest pleasures I get from sex, and this was my first real opportunity with Kaysa.

"Just relax and enjoy," I comforted her. "I want to taste that sweet nectar oozing from the depths of your passion."

Sweet, it was. The aroma and the taste of Kaysa's juices were intoxicating as I licked, sucked, and nibbled on her clit and pussy.

From this position, Kaysa could easily take my now rigid cock into her mouth and return the pleasure I was giving her. I could feel her tongue lick across my head, and her lips gripped my shaft as she slid them down its length until my head made contact with her throat. Kaysa moaned as my tongue alternated between her juicy pussy and her tender clit, sending vibrations through my cock buried in her throat.

We stayed in this position for a good twenty minutes, pleasuring each other to the brink of orgasm on several occasions and then backing off to prolong the experience. Kaysa pulled my cock from her mouth and reached a hand up to her pussy, pushing my mouth away from her love box.

"I want to feel you cum inside me again," she begged, with an almost desperate sound in her voice.

I started to roll her onto her back where I could fuck her hard and deep, but Kaysa continued to roll until she landed on top. Unlike the sleeping bag episodes where she laid on top with her chest pressed firmly against mine due to the confined space available, this time, she was able to sit upright with my cock buried deep within her.

I'm not sure which sight was more impressive, the beauty of the Northern Lights or the beauty of this incredible woman sitting on top of me, riding me like a wild horse. Kaysa's tits bounced in unison, and her shoulder-length blond mane flew up and down as she fucked me with reckless abandon.

With one hand alternating between squeezing her breast and pinching her nipple, my other hand found her clit and began a firm circular massage of her love button.

"Oh shit, oh fuck, oh God," she whimpered over and over again as she continued to impale herself on my shaft, and I continued to stimulate her most sensitive organs.

Kaysa sensed my building orgasm as her pace quickened, and I met her every thrust with a thrust of my own.

"Cum with me, baby," I begged her as my balls tensed and prepared to blast yet another shot of liquid lust deep inside of her.

"Oh God, Kaysa, I'm Cuming," I groaned with one last hard and deep thrust.

At the instant my cock hit bottom, her body tensed, and my cock began pumping another load of cum. The muscles inside her pussy tightened hard against my cock as the orgasm crashed over her body, milking spurt after spurt of cum from my cock. With my hands on her shoulders, pulling her hard against my cock, our bodies pulsed together in mutual ecstasy.

Kaysa almost passed out as the intensity of her orgasm left her wholly spent. She managed enough remaining energy to control her body, but only long enough to roll onto the bearskin rug before crashing in total exhaustion.

I came two more times before morning, and I'm sure Kaysa had more than doubled that number. When we woke up on Sunday morning, Kaysa was still cuddled in my arms, and we both passed out following our last incredible round of sex.

"You were right when you said it would be an unforgettable night," I told Kaysa as we stretched and prepared to get up. "That was the most incredible night I have ever had or will have."

"We still have all day and all night tonight to create an even longer-lasting memory," Kaysa laughed.

"I'm pretty sure nothing we are going to do today can top last night," I chuckled with a wink and a grin.

"Don't be so sure of yourself, my friend. Anna and Marissa are coming over for the day. They want to get better acquainted with Woody!"