Blissemas Day 12 – Warming up with Snowed in at School @talksmut #blissemas #amazingo


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In the UK at the moment the weather is incredibly mild for the time of the year so I’m craving the cold. Which is strange, I know, especially as I don’t deal with it so well, but this time of year demands at least a bit of frost right?  So to evoke something altogether colder and snowier here’s an excerpt from my Christmas anthology.


The weather outside is frightful…

Gary and Lucy, two teachers, are snowed in the school together on Christmas Eve. Gary tries to wade across the school playground to freedom but all that happens is he ends up wet and trouserless and Lucy has to work out some way to warm him up. Could this be the ideal opportunity for her to make her sexiest fantasies come true?


I’m not sure when I stopped being an uptight school marm and became a slut, but I am pretty sure it was somewhere between my falling forward and Gary kissing me. I really did feel the strain of leaning up to kiss him in my neck, but what prompted me to be so brazen from there on in will remain a mystery.

The only excuse I can offer is that my mind was addled by the heat and intensity of that kiss. I’ve been kissed before, oh, several times and I am not exaggerating at all when I say that my first kiss with Gary outstripped the others by far. I had never experienced anything as impassioned as his lips palpitating against mine.

I didn’t know what to do with myself after his orgasm. I’d sucked him eagerly, drank down his cum, and enjoyed every moment of it but then, suddenly, I was at a loss as what to do next. Luckily, he wasn’t.

“I believe it’s only fair that I return the favour,” he said as he stood up. I wondered what he meant but then he bent forward and kissed me again. He enfolded me in his embrace and my heightened passion continued. He ran his hands down to my hips, then skimmed them around to the front of me and popped open the button on my fly. I held my breath as the zipper released, part in anticipation but mostly in anxiety. I knew my stomach would be the first thing he felt as he released my trousers, but his gentle moan that vibrated from his lips to mine reassured me that he wasn’t put off by the wobble of my tummy.

The jeans, with a little encouragement, fell down my legs and moments later my knickers did the same thing. Gary pulled back and with a wink told me to sit down.

I must have looked bemused as he explained,

“I want to taste you, I want to make you come. After all, it’s only fair since you just gave me the best blowjob of my life.”

“Oh,” I smiled as the heat rose to my cheeks. ‘Best blowjob ever’, well, I didn’t expect to be told that. I had no sooner sat down than he knelt before me. He encouraged me to scoot my bottom towards the edge of the wooden chair. He clasped his hands on my buttocks and pulled me forward.

I was flustered, worried, and anxious. I had never been so exposed in front of a man before and somehow having only my top on seemed to make me feel even more naked. I needn’t have bothered feeling so bad. He exhaled. “Wow,” he stared between my thighs, my cheeks heated further and I was desperate to close my legs but I couldn’t, his shoulders were in the way. “You’re more beautiful than I ever imagined,” he gasped.

Ever imagined? He’d thought about this before? That was a heavyweight realisation but I didn’t have long to ponder it as his gentle lips pressed against my inner thigh and his hands squeezed gently at my buttocks. I drew in a deep breath as his mouth moved higher. I didn’t realise I was holding it in until it exploded out of me when his tongue tentatively flicked between my plump lips.

His gentleness soon turned to eagerness, and the tongue that flicked insinuated itself between my lips, sought out my unctuous juices, and pressed inside me to seek out even more. His movements lifted and when he found my clit my whimpers grew louder and changed to groans of sheer delight.

My fingers dipped down into his hair to occupy them as they twitched with every wave of pleasure that rolled through my body. I held onto him tightly as his tongue lapped with just the perfect pressure and I felt the start of my orgasm deep inside my core.

He sensed it, or maybe I pulled on his hair as my body stiffened. He applied just a little extra effort and I came. Letting out a most unladylike cross between a cry and a grunt, I exploded. My legs shook and he lapped eagerly until my trembling subsided then I inched away from his seeking tongue as my clit became too sensitive to take more stimulation.

“Whew.” Very unoriginal, I thought. “That was just, wow.”

“Oh yeah, very wow.” He grinned and licked his lips.

A Blisse Christmas Collection including Snowed in at School, Proving Santa Exists, Christmas Cake and 2 other short festive stories to keep you hot, hot, hot in the winter weather is available now and will keep you warm on the coldest nights!