Warm up

Taking a deep breath, and trying to steady your jaw enough to form coherent words, you manage to say "W- w- warm-m-m..." The Cerulean Queen smiles, coming closer to reach up and unlock your restraints. Your arms fall down and you nearly collapse with relief as you're finally able to make an effort at warming yourself. As you take a moment to hug your arms around your body, she gestures for you to follow before heading to the door, seemingly unperturbed by the cold water making her blue gown cling to her pale skin.

You follow, breathing a shuddering sigh as you meet her at the plain-looking door. She looks back at you with a subtle smirk before opening the door to a blue room. Your footsteps echo off the shimmering walls that surround a circular pool of azure water. The Cerulean Queen steps toward that pool, bathed in the blue light as she enters the room, and proceeds to slip her shoulders free of the wet fabric of her gown, letting it fall to the floor without breaking stride as she walks over the shed clothing. Her naked form descends underwater steps as she walks ever farther into the water.

She turns around to face you, her ample breasts bared just above the water's surface, as blue as everything else in this room as she waits in the center of the pool. "Well?" she asks, her crystalline voice echoing all around you. "Come join me; the water's fine." She smiles, moving her arms to make small waves through the water.

You nod as you step toward the edge of the pool while stripping yourself of your panties, and proceed to dip a toe to test the temperature. It's just as cold as the air here, and you're **** to submerge any more of your body into the water, cold enough already. However, the Cerulean Queen seems to take note of your ****, wading back to you and reaching toward your hand. You let her take it, and she insistently pulls you forward, getting you to walk down the first few steps until you're thigh-deep in the pool. When you resist again, she gives a firmer tug, and you miss the next step.

You wind up falling forward, barely able to catch your next step as your body plunges into the cool liquid. Your head goes under for a moment, and you frantically struggle to right yourself in the water in order to stand and gasp as the brisk chill takes your breath away. Mid-gasp, the Cerulean Queen envelopes your mouth with her own, once again stealing a deep kiss, along with the air of that gasp. Breathing quick breaths through your nose, you're filled with that cold peppermint taste, her sweet tongue gracing every inch of your mouth.

During the embrace, she guides you to the center of the pool, where you find an underwater seat of sorts. As her lips leave yours, you open your eyes to see her sitting just in front of you, a gentle look to her icy blue eyes as her hands slowly fall from your shoulders, stroking your arms before sliding down your hips. She urges your body into place in the opposite side of the underwater seat, where you rest practically in her lap, your legs hanging over hers.

By now your body has grown accustomed to the water's temperature, half-submerged as you are. The Cerulean Queen's soft hands never leave your wet skin, bringing you close enough for her to lean in and kiss your bare neck, sucking on your body, moving lower until your breast is in her mouth. Her tingling tongue sends shivers of pleasure through you, and you begin to feel warmer, whether by being so close to her body, or the water heating with your rising excitement, it's hard to tell. Your wet hair hangs behind you as you lean back, letting her hold you as she suckles your nipple.

She soon brings you back up, kissing your mouth again before leaning back herself. She gently pushes your head down, bringing you to face the perky pink bud of her own nipple. You oblige, wrapping your mouth over the stiff peak of her breast, and nursing it until it becomes softer and warmer. You bring one hand up to tend her other breast, as your other hand dives beneath the water, searching between her legs to find another spot to pleasure and briefly feeling an odd piece of the seat.

She suddenly pulls that hand away, bringing your head up before hers to meet your startled gaze with a knowing and playful look. As she slides her tongue into your mouth again, she brings her chest close to press against your own, sliding her hands into your hair and holding you in the kiss. The water definitely feels warmer now, and steam begins to rise from the surface of the pool. That's when the seat beneath you bursts to life.

You both moan into each-others mouths as jets of water gently attack your nether regions. You nearly jump out of your seat but for the hands holding you in a sensual embrace. The temperature changes rapidly, and your previously numb body is suddenly quite sensitive to the hot water that goes from poking to pummeling your pussy. The sensations flood you, driving a long moan from your mouth as the Cerulean Queen holds you close.

You pull back quickly, your mouths parting with a sucking pop, and throw your head back, your cry of pleasure bouncing off the walls as you feel the ever more powerful jets hitting every tender spot between your legs. A mouth abruptly muffles your exclamation of ecstasy, her hold on you returning as she insistently sucks your tongue back into her mouth, swallowing your saliva. Your gasping breaths of excitement take in her scintillating essence as the blue lights surrounding you seem to fill your mind with a numbing rapture.

The Cerulean Queen's body writhes beneath yours, clearly caught in the throes of her own pleasure. Your chest heaves against hers, slippery skin sliding around in the spasms of this swimming sex. You ride the powerful jets to a violent climax, your shuddering body falling into hers as the sounds of **** orgasms escape the mouths that fall away from each-other.

The jets subside as your limp body twitches against hers. She holds you to her wet breast as she lays back, panting with exhaustion. The water around you is a relaxing warmth as you float atop the pool's seat, drifting into a peaceful slumber.

"A most enjoyable night, wouldn't you agree?" you hear her whisper into your ear. You haven't the energy to respond, sleep taking you wholly.

You wake up in your own bed, last night's activities coming back to you in bits and pieces of an incredible haze. You lay there, not sure whether or not it was all a dream, however the faint taste of peppermint lingers on your tongue...