Chapter 336: Ms. Bloom’s Cold Experience (r-18)

Phei did it again... that longedrag of his tonguethat collected Ms. Bloom's leaking juices from her pussy. Again. And again. Each broad, dragging stroke coated his lips, chin, cheeks in glossy sheen; each icy pass made her entranceclenchhard at nothing andgushfresh slick—schlurp, squish—that ran in warm, obscene rivulets down her ass crack, pooling around her tight little asshole before dripping in thick beads onto the desk with wetplop-plop-plop.

Each time, his tongue was like something big that made a path in her thin folds, separating them before closing again where his tongue left.

Her pussy wassurprisingly long.

He spread her wider with both thumbs—pressing the swollen outer lips apart until her inner folds were fully bared, pink and slick and quivering like wet silk petals.

Now it was an open path for his tongue to run amok without her folds closing again.

Widespread.

Hiscoldpointed tonguetracedevery delicate ridge, every hidden crease of her pussy that herfoldshad been hiding, with meticulous, filthy worship.

He stopped the long lick and paused for a bit to make her catch her breathe before he sucked oneinner lip fullyinto his mouth—gentle pull at first, then harder—drawing the tender, slippery flesh between his chilled lips while his icy tongue stroked the sensitive inner skin in slow, wet circles.

The cold made her foldsflutterand spasm; his teeth grazed the outer edge—just enough sharp pressure to make her thighsquake.

"Phei—fuck—your mouth—so cold—suck it—please—" she whimpered, voice breaking into high, needy sobs.

He released with a wetpoppausing giving her the illusion of rest before he switched sides—same ruthless treatment: sucking, licking, nibbling, tuggingthem between his lips until both inner lips of Ms. Bloom's pussy were swollen twice their size, glisteningandthrobbing, every fold tasted, claimed, ruinedby the shocking chill.

Her juice poured from her in steady, syrupy streams—drip-drip-squelch—coating his cold tongue, running down his chin in warm rivers, dripping onto his neck and soaking his collar.

Phei sucked most of it and gulped it down...

Ms. Bloom's moaned and hips jerked seeing something that hot, him gulping down her pussy waters like it was holy water.

What woman who wouldn't feel that?

Phei didn't give her so much time to feel divine and special, he still had so muh for her. HER clitwas next.

He circled it first, mapping around it—cold tongue flat, slow, torturous orbits around the engorged pearl without touching the tip.

The icy tease made her hipsbuckdesperately.

"Please—touch it—fuck—cold—need it—" she begged, voice trembling.

He kept circling—tighter, slower—until she was whimpering brokenly, clit throbbing visibly with every frantic heartbeat, more slick welling up and dripping down to coat her asshole in glossy sheen. Only then did he flick—quick, sharp little lashes directly over the swollen tip with his frozen tongue.

Once. Twice. Ten times. Each icy flick ripped a higher gasp from her throat.

"Ah! —yes! —fuck! —cold—yes! —" she cried, entranceclenchingviolently andgushingfresh slick that ran down his chin in thick, sticky strands.

He sealed his cold lips around it fitting his mouth into a round ring to trap it well.

Sucked—hard, rhythmic pulses—drawing the fat nub fully into the chilled heat of his mouth while his icy tongue lashed the trapped tip in rapid side-to-side strokes. Her thighs clamped around his head like a vice; heels dug into his back hard enough to bruise.

"Oh god—suck my clit—cold—fuck—don't stop—" she wailed, long shattered moan spilling high and trembling as he alternated: brutal suck, fast icy flick, gentle roll of his cold tongue under the hood, then back to sucking until her clit pulsed against his lips like a second heartbeat.

He hummed it ecstasy and sweetness—low and deep—the vibration traveling straight through the sensitive bundle, amplified by the cold that made every nerve scream.

Then he pushed hiscoldtongue lower—pointed, stiff—andfuckedit straight into her dripping entrance in one full thrust punching in into her pussy like it was a finger.

Deep.

Deeper than she thought possible.

His chilled tongue speared inside her—thick, freezing, curling from within, touching the upper walls of her pussy—stretching her tight walls as he thrust in and out in slow, deliberate pumps. The cold shock made herpussyclamp down hard around the intrusion.

"Fuck—your tongue—so cold—inside me—oh shit—" She screamed, hips grinding shamelessly.

Hercuntsucked greedily around the icy intrusion, clenching, trying to pull him deeper. He fucked her with it—long, wet, schlick-schlickstrokes—curling the frozen tip upward to drag along that spongy front wall while his nose ground against her clit with every plunge.

Slick flooded his mouth in thick waves; he swallowed it all, groaning into hercuntas her taste coated his throat.

She came apart on his cold tongue—first orgasm crashing through her with a high, keeningwail.

"Coming—coming—Phei—cold—fuck—yes—" She sobbed, pussyspasming violently around his thrusting tongue, walls milking and fluttering, squirtinghot jets of slick straight into his mouth with wetsplashes.

Ms. Bloom's thighs clamped around his head in a tight grip.

He did not bother to let her ease around his head and just drunk her everything, in gulps. He drank every drop—cold tongue never stopping its deep, filthy fucking—while her thighs shook and heels dug harder.

He didn't let her come down.

He pulled back just enough to spread her wider with fingers, then slammed hiscoldtongue back in beside them, stretching her open even more.

"Again—fuck—again—your cold tongue—ruin me—" she screamed, raw and broken.

And then he let theGoddess Fall Touchbloom—warm golden pulses flaring from his tips straight onto her clit while his tongue fucked her pussy, the contrast of cold and molten heat making her shatter.

"Phei—oh god—what—fuck—hot—cold—coming—" she shrieked, pussyclampingdown hard—another orgasm ripping through her instantly, squirtingin forceful, clear jets that sprayed across his cheeks, forehead, soaked his hair, drenched the desk in messy arcs with loudsplat-splat.

Her wail turned continuous—high, sweet, shattered—body convulsing as he kept tongue-fucking her through it, lapping every gush, humming deeper while the golden touch pulsed again and again against the shocking cold.

"Still—still coming—fuck—more—Phei—cold—yes—" she sobbed, pussygaping slightly around his tongue on every withdrawal, inner walls fluttering and sucking, cream frothing at her entrance and dripping in thick strings down her ass crack to coat her twitching asshole.

He never stopped.

Cold tongue thrustingdeep, curling, fucking her relentlessly—lips sealed around her folds, sucking her clit between thrusts—Goddess Fallflaring in hot pulses that made her scream his name over and over.

"Phei—Phei—fuck—coming again—cold tongue—ruin my pussy—yes—yes—" she wailed, thighs quaking, cuntclenching andsquirtingin endless, broken waves—squirt, squelch, splash—until her voice cracked into one long, trembling sob of pure surrender.

Hercuntwas ruined—gaping, throbbing, leaking, swollen, glistening, utterly claimed by cold tongue and golden fire—and still he ate her like he'd never get enough.