Christmas Wood

By Kiki Wellington

Francis loves everything about Christmas in New York--the snow, the beautifully adorned trees, the cheery disposition that covers the city like a warm, cozy blanket. But it's her annual holiday hook ups that she always looks forward to the most.

Just when Francis thinks that her ho, ho, hot holidays can't get any better, she has an encounter with a mysterious stranger in a department store that takes her Christmas ritual to a whole new level.

From the Author:
ADULTS ONLY PLEASE. Christmas Wood is a 7,000 word story that contains sexually explicit material and adult language. This story is not appropriate for children and may be offensive to some readers.

Warning: Christmas Wood contains hand action served up with apple pie, quickie sex in a sink, and an out-of-this-world morning after revelation.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kiki Wellington
• Release date: Nov 21, 2013
• ISBN: 9781498923330

Book preview

I always thought the holiday season was a magical and romantic time of year: The snow, the beautifully adorned trees, and the good cheer that everyone feels have always made me happy. Although I always loved Christmas, it wasn't until my parents moved to New York City that I realized how much. For me, New York at Christmastime is like everything I had seen in old movies as a child—and something about the backdrop of the city's hustle and bustle makes my favorite time of year just that much better.

And seeing all of the hot guys running around New York doesn't hurt either. It's a smorgasbord of sexy circling the city in three-piece suits. I can hardly walk down the street without ruining a pair of panties, thanks to all of the insatiable lust in the air. Since I'm unable to stand up under the weight of my incredible horniness, every year, when I'm not doing the whole family thing, I try to carve out some time to have a Christmastime fling. And boy does it make my two-week vacation in New York a lot more interesting.

The first one was too close to home—when my father's boss came by for Christmas dinner one year. We had an insane chemistry from the second he walked through the door and we spent the whole night flirting with each other at the dinner table. Luckily, I was sitting next to him, so when my mother was passing the mashed potatoes, I was using my hand to jerk off Brian's huge cock under the table. I was amazed at how he was able to keep his composure as I thoroughly worked him, and even remained stoned-faced when the trickle of come flowed between my fingertips. I kept my poker face on too, simply wiping my hand with the napkin that rested on my lap before I went back to eating my Christmas turkey and stuffing.

By the time my mother's apple pie came out of the oven, my pussy felt like it was going to explode with desire for that man. Although he was twenty years older than me, he seemed to have the bravado and stamina of a college boy—and he was just as horny as I was that night. As my parents went to the kitchen to get some