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Ice Palace Ball
by knobbieknobbs (knobbieknobbs@hotmail.com)

***

The Ice Palace ball is the second most prestigious 
event in the University calendar. When Colin asked 
Shelly to be his date, she laughed in his face. But the 
thing about Student Balls is - that you never know – 
even nerds can get laid. (MF, rom, oral, school)

***

Colin stared across the dining hall at the stunning 
blonde who was sitting at a table with her friends. She 
was laughing at something. He was captivated by her 
beauty; her big blue eyes, her slender neck, her 
pouting lips. He watched as she brought her fork up to 
her mouth. She wrapped her lips around the piece of 
pasta on the end and pulled the fork free. It was a 
simple, everyday act but Colin’s mind raced, and his 
groin reacted.

"Come on, Col. Get a move on. Some of us actually want 
to get something to eat."

Janie’s words shook Colin out of his trance. "Sorry."

"No need to be sorry, Col," said Billy, Colin’s other 
best friend. "Just choose something. It’s all shit so 
it doesn’t matter what." 

"Excuse me," said the plump lady behind the counter. 
"If you think the food is that bad, you can always go 
and eat somewhere else."

Except they couldn’t, and they all knew it. As students 
they were on a tight budget. The refectory that 
serviced the hall of residence where they lived offered 
the cheapest food around.

Colin chose from the meagre selection, paid and then 
found a table with three empty seats. He could still 
see her. She was still laughing. She looked in his 
direction. He didn’t know if she saw him staring, but 
he looked away. He didn’t even know her name. Janie and 
Billy sat down either side of Colin.

"I don’t know why you’re so interested in her," Billy 
said. "She’s a stuck up cow."

"How do you know? You don’t know her any better than 
me."

"Exactly. We’ve been here nearly four months, and she 
hasn’t spoken to any of us yet. She’s got a chip on her 
shoulder."

"Ignore him," said Janie. "I’m sure she’d like you if 
she took the time to get to know you."

"I’m going to ask her to the Ice Palace Ball."

Billy laughed. "I can see it now. ‘Hi, you don’t know 
me but...’" He shook his head. "You’re a good bloke, 
Colin, brilliant programmer, but sometimes you can be 
really thick."



The Ice Palace Ball was the university’s second most 
prestigious event, ranking behind only the Midsummer 
Ball. The staff and students took great pride in their 
appearance for both. The men wore the finest dinner 
suits they could afford, and the ladies spent more time 
selecting their gowns than wearing them.

Colin and Billy waited for Janie to make her entrance. 
She and the other girls on their floor had been getting 
ready for over two hours. The lads didn’t mind waiting; 
it gave them an excuse to crack open a bottle of whisky 
and smoke fat cigars. They continually slapped 
themselves on the back and complimented each other on 
their finery.

Janie was unquestionably attractive, although she 
insisted that she was at least a stone overweight. 
Neither Billy nor Colin could understand why she would 
want to be stick thin.

"Personally, I like a bit of meat on a girl," Billy had 
said one drunken night. "It gives you something to grab 
hold of."

She strode into the small kitchen that they shared, and 
Billy trumpeted a mock fanfare. "Ladies and Gentlemen! 
May I present, all the way from Telford, Shropshire — 
the delectable, Miss Janie Fox!"

Janie had hired a dark green, satin evening gown, the 
same colour as her eyes. It had a tight fitting bodice, 
which she claimed was to ‘hold in the flab’, and it 
hung loosely from her hips, rippling and catching the 
light as she walked. She had teased her dark brown hair 
up on the back of her head, and left loose strands 
curling down her back and around her face. She’d 
finished off the outfit with a pair of fake diamond 
earrings, which, although cheap, caught the light and 
sparkled as if they were real.

"Magnificent," said Colin. "Whoever it is that you’ve 
got your eye on is a very lucky man."

"Thank you." Janie blushed. "You don’t scrub up too bad 
yourself."

Colin straightened his lapels and puffed out his chest.

"You look really nice, Janie," Billy said. He kissed 
her cheek. "Can I get the lady a drink?"

"That would be delightful, kind sir. Do we have any 
white wine?"

"Unfortunately not, ma’am. We have half a bottle of 
red, Jack Daniels, or cheap beer." Billy laughed. He 
was finding it difficult to maintain his phony posh 
accent.

Janie laughed too. "I guess it’ll have to be the cheap 
stuff then."



It was already dark as the students made their way to 
the students’ union building. The venue for the Ice 
Palace Ball was affectionately called ‘The Warehouse’ 
by the locals. A stark concrete box, devoid of any 
architectural merit, it was revered and reviled in 
equal measure.

The night was crisp and clear, although dark clouds 
gathered in the distance. There was a light frost and 
the pale moonlight gave familiar buildings an eerie 
quality. The grass verges were tinted white. The 
asphalt sparkled. 

Many of the students were in pairs, excitedly chatting 
as they walked arm in arm. Others were in small groups, 
still more in large groups. No one was alone. Not 
tonight.

Janie walked arm in arm with Billy and Colin, clinging 
to both of them and cursing her high heels.

"Damn things. I should have worn sensible shoes."

Billy had offered her his long black coat as soon as 
they left the hall and discovered how cold it was. He 
draped it around her shoulders but she still shivered.

There was a queue at the union. It took them almost 
twenty freezing cold minutes to be admitted. Inside, 
the building had been transformed into a winter 
wonderland. Fake icicles hung from the ceiling and 
staircase. The walls were decked with fake snow and the 
windows were frosted.

The building had two bars. One had a traditional 
layout, with seats arranged around tables, dim lighting 
and a strange smell coming from the beer stained 
carpet. The other was in the dance hall, occupying the 
length of one wall. Both bars were surrounded by a 
throng of people trying desperately to attract the 
attention of one of the bar staff. The three friends 
opted for the bar in the dance hall. It was more 
crowded, but had more staff and less smell.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, welcome on 
stage, a local band that are going to be huge this 
year. You will love them and they are here to rock your 
world tonight! It’s Marvin’s Androids!"

The crowd cheered as the band took to the stage, and 
the cheers grew louder when they launched into an hour-
long set.

After they finished, the resident DJ took over while 
the stage was reset. Billy, Janie and Colin hadn’t been 
able to get near the stage during the performance. 
Instead they had watched from the raised seating area 
opposite the bar.

Colin leaned on the railing that separated his area 
from the dance floor, watching people come and go as 
they refilled their glasses.

She was there. Her blonde hair straight and sleek. Her 
blue eyes sparkling. He stared at her. She looked his 
way and this time he was certain she caught him 
watching.

"Who you looking at?" Janie asked. She followed his 
gaze. "Oh. Her. How come you haven’t asked her to 
dance?"

"I couldn’t. Not now. I mean, I asked her to be my 
date, and she laughed in my face."

"You know, Colin, if I didn’t know you and you asked me 
to the Ball out of the blue, I think I’d turn you down 
too. You can’t be too careful these days."

"She didn’t just turn me down, Janie. She laughed in my 
face. I mean, she actually laughed at me."

"It was probably out of nervousness. Forget it, come 
and dance with me instead."

"How could I refuse?"

They joined Billy, who was already dancing. He was 
delighted to see them. He gave Janie a hug and kissed 
her cheek. It wasn’t long before the second band took 
to the stage. The Steromatics were billed as stars 
because of two recent top twenty hits.

The students rocked along with The Steromatics for a 
full hour and a half. It was approaching midnight when 
the band finally quit and the DJ took over once more. 
He gleefully announced that there was four hours of the 
party left and launched into a string of hit songs and 
party tracks. Colin, Billy and Janie danced along with 
everyone else.

After half an hour of frenzied dance floor activity, 
Billy wanted a drink. He had a quick word in Colin’s 
ear before he left.

"Your sweetheart seems to dancing with all and sundry. 
You’re bound to get in there tonight. Why don’t you go 
over and ask her. You never know, you might even get a 
snog."

Colin smiled and Billy set off for the bar. Colin left 
his other friends and headed for his dream girl. She 
had her back to him. He tentatively tapped her 
shoulder. She turned around.

"Hi, Shelly."

"Oh. It’s you."

"Would you like to dance?"

"I’m already dancing, thank you."

"With me, I meant."

She laughed. "With you? Are you joking?"

"No."

"If I’d have had any intention of dancing with a nerd 
like you, don’t you think I’d have let you pay for my 
ticket when you offered?" She laughed again.

"I just thought..."

"Go back to your keyboard, you computer freak." She 
turned her back on him and joined her friends in a 
loud, hearty laugh.

Colin trudged wearily away. He headed for the DJ’s 
booth, which was on a raised platform at the rear of 
the dance floor. He leaned on the railing that 
surrounded it and stared at Shelly. Billy appeared and 
shoved a bottle of beer into his hand.

"Cheer up, mate. It might never happen."

"It already has."

"Oh. Right. Well. Never mind, eh? Bottoms up."

Billy took a swig from his own bottle and then bounded 
to the dance floor where their friends were enjoying 
themselves. Colin stayed put, leaning on the rail and 
staring out across the throng of revellers. When he 
came to university, he thought he’d get away from the 
name-calling and stereotyping.

He sucked on his beer and wallowed in his misery. None 
of the people who he watched enjoying themselves had a 
clue how he was feeling. None of them felt as bad as he 
did. Why had he been so stupid as to ask a girl like 
Shelly to dance?

"Colin! Colin, come and look." Janie’s words shook him 
out of his trance as they so often did. It was as if 
she could sense when he was wallowing.

"Janie? What? Look at what?"

"Come. Look." Janie tugged on Colin’s arm.

She led him to the exit. Her eyes had a misty glaze 
caused by too much to drink, and her voice had taken on 
child-like excitement.

"Where’re we going?"

"Outside, come on."

The doorman stamped their hands with invisible ink 
before he let them out.

"It’s snowing." Colin was surprised. He’d never know it 
snow this early in winter.

"Isn’t it lovely?" Janie seemed even more excited now 
she was outside.

Colin nodded his agreement. A thin dusting of snow 
covered the pavement and the surrounding buildings, and 
large white snowflakes drifted down from heaven. Janie 
held out her hand and caught one. It melted almost 
instantly. She squealed. Colin thought it as if she’d 
never seen snow before.

Continuing her childish behaviour, Janie ran out into 
the snow and spun around, trying to catch as many of 
the fat flakes out of the air as she could. Colin shook 
his head, and wondered how many drinks she’d had to 
make her act this way.

"Janie, come on back inside. You’ll catch your death 
out here."

"Oh, stop being such an old fuddy-duddy. It’s not cold, 
not really."

"Janie, it’s snowing. It has to be cold or it wouldn’t 
be. Now come inside."

"Make me." Janie bent down and scooped up a handful of 
snow. She compacted it into a ball and hurled it at 
Colin.

The snowball hit him square on the chest. "Why you..." 
He bent down and scooped up some snow of his own.

But Janie had already run off. She skidded to a halt, 
giggled drunkenly and scooped up some more snow. She 
had to dodge Colin’s snowball before she could throw 
hers back. Again she found her mark. Colin laughed, 
flung another snowball, and chased after her. She 
turned tail and fled as fast as her heels would allow.

Colin wore a pair of loafers with a smooth sole, making 
pursuit difficult. He slipped and slid, but he still 
managed to catch Janie as she tried to duck into the 
bushes at the side of the building.

"Damn stupid heels," she said. "I knew I should have 
worn flats."

They both started laughing.

"Good to see you’ve cheered up," Janie said. "I hope 
you’ve got her out of your system now."

"What d’you mean?"

"Well, you’ve been so focused on her, you haven’t been 
looking anywhere else. If you look, I’m sure you could 
find someone closer to home."

"Yeah, right. Like who?"

Janie held her arms open, and raised her eyebrows.

"You?"

Janie nodded. "You must have noticed that I like you, 
Colin. Everyone else has. Even Billy, and I think he’s 
a bit sweet on me himself."

Colin shook his head slightly. He hadn’t seen any of 
this.

"See what I mean, too focused in the wrong direction."

She took a step closer to him, brought her hands up to 
his face and pulled him to her for a kiss. Colin was in 
a daze. It was all happening too fast. Janie tried to 
force her tongue into his mouth, and unthinkingly Colin 
let her.

She moved her hands down from his face and embraced 
him. Finally gathering his wits, Colin wrapped his arms 
around her and squeezed tightly. Janie moaned. Suddenly 
she moved her hands around and fumbled with Colin’s 
fly.

"Janie! What are you doing?"

"I want you, Colin. I’ve waited four months. I don’t 
want to wait any longer."

"But here? Someone might see."

"You’re right." She dragged him further into the 
bushes. "That’s better."

She pushed him up against the wall. It was still 
snowing, but they were surrounded by bushes behind and 
above them, and only a few snowflakes drifted down to 
them. Janie kissed Colin again and went straight for 
his trousers. She had them open in seconds and they 
fell to his ankles.

Her hands dived into his shorts and found his rapidly 
hardening cock. She pumped it gently and swelled even 
more. Then she fell to her knees and yanked his shorts 
down. Her eyes widened on sight of his dick. She 
examined it, moving her head to look at it from 
different angles.

"He must be cold," she said as a snowflake landed on 
the tip. "I know what’ll warm him up."

She opened her mouth and engulfed his cock. Colin was 
still too shocked by this chain of events to do 
anything other than lean back against the wall and 
enjoy it.

She worked his cock in and out of her mouth with such 
skill that Colin assumed she had done this before. She 
swirled her tongue around the bulbous head before 
taking his cock into her mouth until it pushed against 
her throat, making her gag.

Colin wasn’t used to blow jobs. He’d only ever 
experienced one before—from a girl at school who had 
drunk almost an entire bottle of vodka at a friend’s 
party. But she hadn’t given him the sensations that 
Janie was now creating in his loins. He held her head 
and rocked his hips slowly in time with her motion.

He was going to come soon. He knew it. "Ah, god. Oh, 
Janie. I’m going to..."

"Come on then. Come for me, Colin. Come for me."

She pumped his cock while sucking on the end like a 
lollipop. That was enough. Colin could stand no more 
and he thrust his hips forward, pushing his cock past 
her ruby red lips, and groaned as he exploded into her 
mouth. He thought he would never stop coming, but Janie 
swallowed and kept swallowing, until she had devoured 
every last drop of semen.

"Oh, wow. Janie, I’d never have guessed."

Janie huffed. "I hope you’re not too worn out."

"Why?"

"It’s my turn now, stupid."

She shifted to the side and lifted up her dress. She 
pulled it up over her hips, revealing the black lace-
top stockings and lacy French knickers beneath. Her 
unexpectedly slutty behaviour kept Colin hard.

"Well? Come on then." She put her hands against the 
wall and thrust out her bottom.

Colin may not have been worldly wise, but he got the 
message. He came up behind her and grabbed her hips.

"What you planning to do, Col? Fuck me right through my 
knickers?"

Colin shrugged. He pulled her knickers down to her 
knees, then grabbed his cock and aimed it at her 
exposed pussy. Snowflakes still fell through the gaps 
in the trees overhead, landing on Janie’s bare bum.

Colin slipped his dick into his friend. She gasped as 
he penetrated her, and again when he pulled out and 
thrust back in.

It was raw, it was passionate. They didn’t make love, 
they didn’t have sex. They fucked. They fucked like 
animals in heat. He thrust into her with tremendous 
force, and she pushed back against him, trying to get 
more and more of him inside her, urging him to reach 
deep inside and touch places that had never been 
touched before. Janie’s dress fell down, covering them. 
Colin pushed it back up out of the way. He enjoyed 
watching his cock repeatedly disappear inside her.

So ferocious was their fucking that Colin banged 
against a bush behind him, causing the snow that had 
settled on the trees overhead to fall onto them. But 
they didn’t care. They kept on fucking.

Janie came first. The cold snow on her arse, Colin’s 
relentless thrusts, and the prospect that they might 
still be caught, launched her into an orgasm of such 
intensity that it left her floundering at the edge of 
reason and consciousness.

Her legs gave way and Colin had to hold her up. It was 
as if he was fucking a rag doll, loose and limp. He 
thrust harder and faster, harder and faster and roared 
when he came for the second time, flooding her pussy 
instead of her mouth.

He pulled out of her, and collapsed on the snow-covered 
earth. Janie recovered herself, pulled up her kickers 
and adjusted her dress.

"Oh, my." Her face was flushed, her makeup smudged, her 
hair a mess.

"You look like you’ve just been fucked seven ways from 
Saturday," Colin said.

"I have." She laughed. "Do I really look that bad?"

"You look amazing. Just, freshly fucked, that’s all. 
And you’ve got snow in you hair."

She giggled. "Well, I can’t very well go back in with 
snow in my hair."

"I’ll walk you home."

"You’ll do a damn sight more than that I hope. We’ve 
still got three hours before the others get back."

Colin stood up and dressed himself. He and Janie then 
fought their way out of the bushes and trudged arm-in-
arm through the thick layer of snow now covering the 
square in front of the union.

As they walked Colin turned to look at the snow covered 
building. It wasn’t quite the Ice Palace on the outside 
that it was on the inside. He looked up to the 
Christmas tree someone had placed on the roof. The 
coloured fairy lights that adorned it were shining from 
under the snow, making it look magical.

His eyes cast downwards again and noticed a figure 
standing in the large window above the entrance. It was 
too dark to be sure, but Colin thought it was Billy.

The figure raised a hand and wiped something from his 
eye. Then he turned and went back to the party.

"What you looking at?" Janie asked.

"Nothing." He kissed her. "It’s nothing." He hugged her 
to him and they continued the trek home.

END

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