Alan and Georgie were finding it increasingly difficult to keep their relationship at arms’ length. Christmas was around the corner and they’d arranged to head up to London for a carol concert in a lovely old church, a meal in a fashionable restaurant, and then a night of passionate fucking at a swish hotel.

They met at the station nearest to where Georgie lived and boarded the train for the 45 minute journey into town. It wasn't too crowded but Georgie grinned at Alan and said she’d sit opposite him. It was soon clear why. Alan was sitting next to two other male passengers who were minding their own business, but had clearly clocked how attractive Georgie was. She was wearing a long winter coat that she’d unbuttoned as she sat down. Underneath was a knee-length red skirt, and whilst talking to Alan, she crossed her legs very deliberately so that the skirt rode up her legs. Alan and the two men next to him were greeted with a momentary flash of her bare pussy. It was quick enough for Alan to know what he'd seen, but also for the other guys to not be completely sure.

Alan mouthed “You dirty girl!” as the two next to him tried hard to avoid staring at Georgie's legs for the rest of the journey.

The journey was over quickly and they had to behave when more passengers got on the train, but they were now both as horny as hell and knew there was no way they’d be able to wait until the hotel that evening. Alan was going to have to get creative with a sex venue again…and a devious thought crept into his head.

“Why don’t we see if the church is open early?” he suggested to Georgie, whose eyes widened at the thought after her first outdoor adventure with Alan. It was a short walk, and as they approached the church it seemed reassuringly quiet. Alan pushed against the large wooden door, which creaked as it slowly opened and pulled Georgie inside. He closed the door, and they both stood listening for any voices, their senses on full alert as a result of their arousal and the naughtiness of what they were planning. Alan couldn’t help running his hand up Georgia’s skirt and stroking her pussy mound in his excitement, which Georgie grabbed. “Not yet!”

They suddenly heard voices and their hearts sank. Out of a side door appeared a stream of people, and it became quickly clear that this was the choir about to have its last practice. One of them saw the couple and walked over.

The game’s up, thought Alan wistfully as he put on his best polite smile.

“Can I help?” said the lady.

Alan thought quickly.

“Yes, we’re coming to the concert later but have to leave early and will miss some of your singing. Is there any chance we could listen to you for a few minutes?”

The lady was flattered and said that would be fine. She headed back to her friends and left Alan and Georgie to it. Georgie squeezed his hand.

“You smooth-talking bastard.”

They kept up the appearance of sitting down in a pew to listen. The lighting on the choir meant that they were practically invisible to them. With no one else in the church and the choir immersed in their own practice, no one was going to notice their wandering hands. Alan swiftly had his back up Georgie’s skirt and began to rub his fingers up and down her pussy lips. Georgie moaned quietly as he used her love juice to lubricate his fingertips and began massaging her swelling clit. Georgie sank lower down the pew, hitched up her skirt and spread her legs wider to give Alan full access to her sopping cunt.

The choir’s singing provided invaluable cover for Georgie’s increasingly louder groans, as Alan slipped two fingers into her and began to finger fuck her as he kept up the relentless pressure on her clit. He then darted down between her legs, and in a second was kneeling in front of Georgie with his tongue buried in her warm wet hole, completely covered from sight by the backs of the pews in front.

Georgie gasped as she felt his tongue begin to work his magic and was soon pushing her pelvis into his face, feeling Alan probe her expertly. She closed her eyes as she began to feel the onset of her orgasm, and then doubled up on the pew, hissing a long “Fuuuuuuck” as it hit her. She jammed her hips into his face in spasms, as Alan greedily gorged on the juice that was saturating her pussy, shoving his fingers into her as he felt her cunt walls contract.

Alan got back up. Georgie frantically reached for his zip and yanked out his rigid cock as soon as he was sitting. She pulled back her hair, sighed, and fed his length hungrily into her mouth, licking the tip with her tongue as she pumped the shaft up and down. Alan surrendered to her glorious sucking of his cock and gently pushed her head down to get more of his length into her warm, wet mouth.

The choir was building to the crescendo of “Oh Come All Ye Faithful” as he felt his balls tightening and the build up of pressure that would soon be blissfully released. He couldn’t avoid a smile to himself as with a triumphant “Oh Cum!” ringing in his ears he groaned and pumped jet after jet of sticky warm cum into Georgie’s mouth, hearing her grunt contentedly as she swallowed every drop.

Their Christmases had definitely cum early!