Hot through cold

Story by Harrar SwiftFang on SoFurry

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My third story and this time I was not alone in it's creation. Rue is owned by rue-kanga at https://rue-kanga.sofurry.com/ , thanks to her and for her inspiration of the setting. Also a very very huge special thanks to Skatelian https://skatelian.sofurry.com/ ( yes I also wish he had more time to write and that he would continue his The Mile High Paw Club stories). He editted my story, gave me insights, helped me over my writer's block and made sure that this would turn out great. Thank you again, Skatelian.

Now for you readers: As always, I hope you enjoy!


Rue awoke covered in sweat. It was one of the hottest summers ever and sleeping was hard, due to the heat. She looked at her alarm clock, noticing it still was very early in the morning. She looked at the empty spot besides her. She missed her lover so bad. She closed her eyes again and woke up a couple of hours later. She got up, took a long and refreshing shower that helped her get past her grogginess. She dried herself off and went to her wardrobe. She looked at all her outfits and decided to go for her red summer dress, the one that matched the color of her lips. The dress was knee high, cut in the back to allow room for her tail. The upper part of it was open and held on together by two straps at her shoulders. She usually wore open dresses, to show off her birthmark, a patch of heart-shaped darker fur. It made her look incredibly sexy and she was well aware of the effects it had on males. Under it all, she opted for a simple white string, but no bra. First because it was just too hot for one, second, her large, firm breasts did not need the extra support. Happy with her choice, she got dressed, then went to the kitchen for some breakfast.

Her house was built from her own design. It had a large open kitchen connected to the living room, a master bedroom, a guest-room and bathroom with a hot-tub and a shower-cabin. Though only 5 rooms, all on ground floor, they were as big as possible; she liked space around her. The house itself was free-standing with in front a large patio and in the back a nice garden with a swimming pool.

Looking into her fridge, she realized her mistake and sighed. "Oh my, stupid me, forgot to go grocery shopping yesterday." She looked at the clock on the wall. If she timed it just right, she could get something nice at the bakery, then arrive at the supermarket just as it would open. Time for a walk. She stepped out into the oppressive heat and closed the door behind her.

One and a half hour later she stepped back on her patio, holding two paper bags in her arms, filled to the rim with her groceries. She set them down to take the front door keyout of her purse, then noticed it was a bit ajar. On the door hung a post-it with four words written on it. She read "Do you trust me?"

Her heart filled with joy. It was the handwriting of her mate, Jonathan. He was a black wolf, a soldier in the military forces and had told her he would be on leave soon, just not sure when. Now he was here. What a nice surprise. She pushed the door open and rushed in. "Honey?" she called out. "Where are you?"

She looked in the hallway, then the living room. He wasn't there. "Hun?" She went into the kitchen, which was empty as well, then walked towards the door leading into the backyard, hoping he would be in the swimming pool. His voice came from behind her, strong and fierce. "Stop. Don't move." She froze and knew she had to obey. What did he have in mind? She tried to look over her shoulder at him. "I said, don't move!" She looked in front of her. He suddenly was standing behind her and hugged her for a second, then held up a blindfold in front of her eyes. "Do you trust me?" he whispered in her ear. "Yes, of course." came her reply. He tied the blindfold over her eyes and knotted it tightly at the back of her head. His paws touched her shoulders, then glided down along her arms and he held her paws tightly. He forced them behind her back and tied them together. She felt a noose being lead over her tail and it was fastened, where her tail met her back. Then her hands were tied to the noose. She sighed with longing. She wanted him so bad, but now she was unable to act, leaving him in charge.

She felt him step away, then heard the fridge door open and close. Suddenly she shivered as the tip of an ice-cube was pressed against her neck. Jonathan let it slowly slide down , over her back, then kissed the her along the wet trail it left. The cold heightened her senses and the softness from his kisses made her skin tingle with joy. He then traced the lines of her heart with the ice-cube and kissed her several times there too. The ice-cube slowly melted and he she felt tiny drops of cold water hit her tail. She shivered a bit, but more from excitement then from the cold.

She could hear him drop the ice-cube on the counter. Again the door opened and closed. A new cube? Suddenly the snip snip sound of a pair of scissors was next to her ear. "my, my you are really hot or cold. Just look at how hard your nipples are." She felt his paw on her right breast, cupping it, then massaging it. His fingers slowly went to her already hard nipple and he pinched it. she moaned softly. The he rolled her nipple in between his fingers, until he only held a piece of cloth. Carefully he snipped it open. She could feel the ice-cold blade press against her breast. She held in her breath, not daring to move. Her nipple was now bare, peeking through the hole in her dress. He gently suckled on it and meanwhile did the same to her left breast. When he suckled on that on that nipple, he returned the side of the scissors back to her right nipple again, making her gasp in blissful pain, created by the cold. He then kissed her on the mouth, and slowly began snipping away her dress, the shredded remains falling to the floor. She moaned and wanted him so badly. She was now standing naked except for her string underwear. He touched her womanhood through the cloth with a finger and felt how wet she was. "Looks like you really are enjoying yourself."

"Y.y.yes" she stammered. She felt the blades again, this time against her left side. It was not as cold as it had been, but still she shivered again. Jonathan cut the strings holding the lingerie up and she was now completely naked. He softly blew on her nipples, walked around her and blew on every spot of her skin that had been touched by the ice-cube or the pair of scissors. Her fur stood on end and she felt delighted by the tingling on her skin.

He was behind her again. He took her shoulders in his paw and turned her halfway, then slowly bended her over the kitchen table. The way she was tied up, her strong tail was lifted up and to the side a bit, revealing her not only her dripping wet pussy, but also her tailhole.

He suddenly pressed his paw against her pussy. It was drenched in ice cold water, probably left over from the ice-cube. She moaned and yelled, clenching her buttocks and legs, as the water mixed with her woman fluids. He slowly started to move his paw and with his fingers, he explored her inner folds. He softly reached for her clit and she started panting harder and faster with every stroke he made. She was about to climax, when he abruptly stopped.

"No!" she yelled "Please , go on, don't stop now." She practically begged him. "Be quiet, you." he chuckled. She felt more of the ice-water drop on her, this time not on her tail, but on her tailhole, slowly dripping down towards and over her pussy, gathering at her lips and falling further down to the floor. She heard the sound of a bottle being squeezed and then felt a finger slowly penetrate her tailhole. It was lubed, but the lube itself was also cold. The climax she almost had was now far away. How could she be hot and cold at the same time. His finger slowly pressed deeper inside of her, until he could not go further, then he pulled it out again. The sound of something vibrating came to her ears then. "What are you going to do to me?"

"Nothing you can't handle, my sweet." She could feel the tip of the vibrating plug against her tailhole, then he inserted it inside her. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed. The plug as well was slick with the cold lube and went in very easily. "And now for the cherry on top." he said with glee. She felt his paws on her hips and he worked his long, hard member deep inside her pussy. She felt his ever growing bump that would turn out to be his delightful knot.

He started thrusting her and with every thrust she moaned louder and louder. She could feel the vibrator also working his cock, making it vibrate through her flesh. Suddenly he penetrated her as deep as he could and his knot fully formed inside her. It had been having trouble getting out and back inside, and now, finally it couldn't get back out at all. It was big and did not only hit her g-spot, but also shifted the vibrator in her tailhole a little. That was too much for her to handle and she had one of the most powerful orgasms in her life. She clamped down around his cock, around the butt-plug and spasmed and shook. She moaned and yelled as Jonathan kept thrusting inside her, his own orgasm not far behind. He came and wave after wave of semen entered her pussy, trying to drip out of her, but the knot made sure she was completely filled. He kept thrusting a little bit more and she milked his cock with her pussy for every drop that he had in him.

Spent, he laid on top of her for a moment. Then he stretched himself upright and untied her. He took the blindfold off and shut the off the butt-plug, then gently pulled it out. His knot would not shrink for a while, so he carefully guided them both to the floor. As they laid there, he nuzzled her neck. She looked over her shoulder. "Hello, my love" he said "I'm home!" She pressed up against him, forcing him to hug her. "I know and what a return. I missed you so much. Let me show you how much I missed you... After all, we still have the rest of the day....

The end...