Snogs In The Snow – Christmas Lights

It’s the last day of Blissemas 2014, that seasonal celebration of all things smutty and snog-worthy, and I’m joining in with an excerpt from Christmas Lights, my story in the Xcite Chills and Thrills mini-anthology. Andy is trying to persuade his friend Trent to join in the neighbourhood ritual of decorating the outside of his house for the holiday season but Trent has discovered a better use for a string of Christmas lights. Warning – this one is hot!

chills and thrillsToo fast for me to react, he pinned both of my wrists together above my head, and started winding the cord of the lights around them, before tying it off. He hadn’t fastened the knot too tight, and I reckoned if I really wanted to, I might be able to wriggle free of my bonds, but I found I didn’t want to. As I lay on Trent’s lawn, tied up with Christmas lights and awaiting his next move, my cock was as hard as it had ever been. When he reached for the zipper of my pants and undid it, hauling them and my shorts down in the same movement, I made a half-hearted protest.
‘Hey, man, what if someone sees us?’
‘Relax, my truck’s blocking the view from the road …’
And what if someone does see you? a little voice asked in the back of my mind. Doesn’t it just add to the thrill of being out in public, half-naked and about to let your horny neighbour do whatever he wants to you? In Montana, outdoor sex was reserved only for the high days of summer; there was no way I’d think of even venturing outside in December without dressing in a thick coat, scarf and gloves. Maybe Christmas in this part of the country had some compensating factors, after all.
Trent wrapped his fingers around my shaft, holding it steady, then bobbed his head down, engulfing me in the slick furnace of his mouth. For a moment I couldn’t speak, couldn’t think, just butted the head of my dick up against his palate, blindly seeking release.
He released his grip, and withdrew his mouth with a chuckle. ‘Hey, slow down. This isn’t a race, you know.’
I mumbled something about it having been a while, the words trailing off as he took an alternative tack, licking up and down my length with smooth, languorous strokes.
‘Oh, that’s good.’ I sighed, no longer trying to force the pace, just happy to let Trent use his mouth to give me pleasure.
His tongue made its wet, slithery way along the seam between my balls, over my taint, and lapped for just the briefest moment at my arsehole. Trying my best not to lose my load, I thought of all the work I’d have to do when I got in the house just to meet the deadline on my article, never mind doing something about the quart of ice cream that was very likely melting in the trunk of my car right at this moment. It didn’t help; I couldn’t dream up anything boring and mundane enough to distract me from the sensations Trent’s wickedly licking tongue was creating in my groin.

You can read the rest of the action in Chills and Thrills, which also features stories by Lynn Lake, Celia Montgomery, Sam Stewart and Marlene Yong, and don’t forget to check out all the other snowy snogs at Blissemas.

Enjoy A Christmas Rendezvous For Blissemas

The very lovely Victoria Blisse is celebrating the festive season with a kiss. Yes, it’s Blissemas 2013, and erotic authors are marking the occasion with a Christmas-themed kiss. Now, Victoria encouraged us to be as creative as we liked with the extracts and the lips that meet as part of them, so here’s a scene from my Xcite novella, Christmas Rendezvous, in which heroine Juliette and Laurens, the owner of the Bruges bed and breakfast establishment where she’s unexpectedly spending Christmas have some very adult fun on the stairs of the B and B. Enjoy!

christmas rendezvousWe only made it halfway before the urge to go further overtook Laurens once more. He guided me down so I was sitting on one of the stairs, then he knelt below me, and spread my legs as wide as they would go. The assured feel of his hands against my soft flesh almost took my breath away. It wasn’t the most dignified pose I’d ever found myself in, but my heart pounded wildly and I stripped off my T-shirt, so Laurens could enjoy the sight of me in just my bra. He traced a thumb over the taut nubs of my nipples, all too visible beneath the beige cotton. They peaked even further, in response to his teasing touch, and I let out a needy moan.

‘You want this, don’t you?’ Laurens chuckled, amused by my obvious state of readiness.

All I could do was nod as he traced a finger over my pussy. I didn’t want to let him know how long it had been since a man had last had me in this hot and bothered state. I braced myself, pressing the heels of my palms against the step as Laurens lowered his head. As his breath huffed against my opening, I squirmed, wanting to push my hips up towards him but knowing that wasn’t an option in this position.

His tongue slithered over my splayed sex lips, and I gripped the carpeted lip of the step, fierce delight shivering through me. Again and again he repeated the motion, licking me from my clit to my furled rosebud. The sensation of his tongue brushing over my rear hole was the naughtiest thing I’d ever experienced, and I wondered whether he’d dare to actually push his tongue-tip inside. Dale had never wanted to play with me there, and until now I’d never realised just how good it could feel.

‘Yes, yes,’ I kept babbling, as Laurens began to concentrate solely on my clit, lapping at it with rapid, flickering strokes. A wave of tension was beginning to build low in my belly, created by the pressure of that supple, sinuous tongue. Lost in bliss, I palmed and squeezed my own breasts, adding another level of sensation to that which already threatened to take me over the edge.

‘Don’t stop,’ I begged, even though he seemed to have no intention of pulling away this time. I gripped his head with my thighs, aware of the slight prickle of his stubble against my soft skin as I kept him where I needed him most. My pleasure crested and I yelled out. Only when the last slow wave had rolled through my body did I release my hold on Laurens. He looked up at me, his lips and cheeks glossy with my juices.

‘Good?’ he asked.

‘Mm-hm. But I think it’s your turn now.’

If you want to find out how much hotter Juliette and Laurens’ Christmas gets, you can find Christmas Rendezvous at Xcite and Amazon. And you can enjoy the full magnificence of Blissemas and find out about the prizes Victoria is giving away here.