Free Smut in the City (Absolute Erotica) by Sommer Marsden, Victoria Blisse, Viva Jones, Lucy Felthouse, Giselle Renarde, Cassandra Dean, Tamsin Flowers, Geoffrey Chaucer, Wendi Zwaduk, Lexie Bay

held it up for the young one to see. She instructed Liddy to spread those legs before cramming the ice inside. Something splashed her hand, and it wasn’t just pussy juice - it was water from the last cube, melted already! If she planned to fill this girl’s pussy with ice, she’d better pick up the pace.
    Liddy pressed down on the table, grinding her tits against its surface harder with every added cube. It was easy, at first. That pussy was wet beyond wet and the ice was self-lubricating. A little push and it slipped inside. Gemma worked fast, filling Liddy’s sweet little pussy with cube after cube, six in total.
    “How does that feel, love?” Gemma slid a cool hand between the girl’s thighs, finding her clit soft and warm.
    Liddy moaned, pressing her clit into Gemma’s hand, her body begging for more.
    “Feels good?” Gemma asked.
    “Uh-huh.” Her hips began a smooth riding motion as she used Gemma’s fingers to stroke herself off.
    “You want to come, don’t you?”
    When Liddy said, “Yes, Ma’am,” it was more a grunt than human speech.
    Gemma rubbed the girl’s clit with expert precision. She knew her way around a pussy. When Liddy’s slit started drizzling warm water across her wrist, she knew she didn’t have far to go.
    “I want you to come,” she said. “I want to get you off, my little lover.”
    “Yes.” Liddy’s breast flopped against the table, splashing coffee everywhere. Her fingers reached out though there was nothing to grasp. She wheezed and moaned as she rocked on Gemma’s fingers. “Yes, make me come. Make me come, ma’am.”
    Rubbing didn’t go far enough. Gemma mashed her palm over Liddy’s swollen clit and circled it roughly in large, sweeping loops. “Yes, come Liddy. Come for mama. Come now, baby.”
    Gemma scoured the girl’s blazing clit with her whole hand, and Liddy exploded. Melted ice gushed from her slit like a tidal wave, soaking Gemma’s cuffs. She’d smell like pussy all the way home, and she savoured that thought as she kept rubbing the girl’s clit. As she’d suspected, Liddy wasn’t done yet. The young lawyer came again, flooding Gemma’s wrist with even more fragrant water. It was everywhere, all over the floor, mixing with spilled coffee. The lunchroom was a mess.
    “Enough, please!” Liddy sounded desperate, so Gemma stepped away and untied her wrists. For a moment, she didn’t move her arms. She let them lie at the small of her back, panting, “Thank you, ma’am. Thank you.”
    “The pleasure was all mine,” Gemma replied, and it was true. It wasn’t every day she brought a pretty young woman to bliss. Most people wouldn’t understand the satisfaction her body took in giving others pleasure and pain.
    “Give me a minute,” Liddy mumbled. Her naked chest was still spread across the table. “Then I’ll clean everything up, ma’am.”
    Gemma chuckled fondly. “No more ma’am, Liddy. At least, not tonight. And I don’t mind cleaning. I’ll start on the floor.”
    Turning her head, Liddy smiled. Coffee-stained hair streaked her pretty face. “Thank you, Gemma. I sure didn’t see this coming.”
    “Well, neither did I, to be perfectly frank.” Gemma got on her knees to mop up ice water, pussy juice, coffee, and broken ceramics into a pile of paper towel. “But it turned out rather well, if you ask me.”
    Liddy laughed in sleepy-sexy orgasmic exhaustion. “See? Sarah was wrong about me. It’s Tuesday and I just got spanked and belted and crammed full of ice cubes by another woman. I’m not a Saturday Night Lesbian at all.”
    “Not if you don’t want to be,” Gemma said, trying to convey seriousness even though she wasn’t sure Liddy was up to hearing it. “If you want to be out in the workplace, I will stand beside you all the way. I will ensure you’re treated with equity and respect. The law is on your side, love.”
    Picking herself up from the table, Liddy gazed at Gemma through misty eyes. She didn’t seem to