I
just love Christmas. The decorations, carols, wrapping up presents - all of it.
So it’ll be no surprise to you to know that I love writing Christmas stories as
well. There is something about dreaming up naughty ways of playing with tinsel,
spices and Christmas cakes that brings out the kinkster in me...
Christmas Kink
is a collection of six erotic stories penned especially for the festive season.
Blurb-
What’s your favourite
part of the Christmas celebration? Decorating the tree with tinsel, the
heavenly aroma of cinnamon and fruit from Christmas cakes and puddings, the
office Christmas party, a visit to Santa’s grotto, the presents?
Kay Jaybee’s Christmas
Kink twists all of these festive traditions into five individual episodes of
hot erotica that will leave you fanning yourself with the nearest Christmas
card...
Over
the past 11 years I’ve written an annual Christmas story- and this year I
decided to update my Christmas Kink anthology with a brand new cover, and more
importantly, a brand new story! If You Go
Down To The Woods...is a festive orgy with a twist...
Here’s
a little taster from the first tale in the book...
Santa’s Little Helper
Jay gazed
approvingly at her reflection in the tinsel decorated mirror. The gold material
shimmered as she turned from side-to-side. Cut to fit tightly against her
chest, the bodice section gave way to an extremely short, almost tutu style
skirt, of the finest silvery gauze.
Her
fingers trailed through the soft folds before she reached around to stroke the
feather like wings that protruded from her back.
The
fabric curtain was drawn back and the sales assistant drew breath. ‘You are
possibly the most beautiful fairy ever destined to top a Christmas tree.’ He
pulled the ties tighter at the back of the bodice, forcing Jay to stand up
taller. ‘You are also the sexiest.’ He pushed two exquisite high-heeled shoes
towards her white stocking clad feet, enjoying the view as her tiny gold thong
flashed in front of his eyes when she bent slightly to slip them on.
As
a final touch he slid a delicate glittering tiara onto her short curled hair,
and put a wand in her hand. ‘Now, all that’s missing is a smile.’
‘I
am smiling.’
‘That’s
not a smile, that’s the evil grin of a wicked slut who knows that every guy
that claps eyes on you is going to be asking Santa Claus if he can screw you
for Christmas.’
Jay
laughed.
‘I
was thinking you could go for the child friendly smile. After all, you’re
supposed to be Santa’s Little Helper at one of the department stores right?’
Jay
nodded, and tried to wipe the lust off her face. Not easy when she felt so damn
horny dressed like an expensive tree decoration. She thanked the assistant,
paid the costume hire charge and, wrapping a large black cloak around her
shoulders, left the shop for her place of work.
The
shop assistant had been right, she was to be Santa’s Little Helper, but this
was not a grotto for children; his joke had been closer to the truth than he’d
thought. As Jay reached ‘Spanks’, the club she’d worked in for two years, she
slipped into one of the back rooms, and into the discreetly advertised grotto.
Santa,
already dressed in his traditional red and white, with huge false beard and hat
in place, stared at her with giveaway young eyes as she hung up her cloak. He
didn’t say anything, but slipped a gloved hand up her skirt and slowly stroked
the tops of her legs. Jay purred at him, enjoying the sensations for a few
seconds before moving away.
It
was show time.
The
queue was fairly small, but as visits to Santa had been by appointment only,
this was not a surprise.
After
the first five men had sat on Santa’s lap and asked to have their Christmas
wishes granted, for which they had already paid handsomely, Jay was glad to
have a break. She needed a drink to remove the taste of condom and sweat from
the three blow jobs she’d given, and needed to calm her own rising desire after
the last two guys activities.
They
had visited Santa together, sitting on a knee each, they’d requested an
intimate examination of her chest. Santa had obliged, removed his gloves and
undid her bodice, revealing her bare tits. The visitors fell on a breast each,
both using their given five minutes to gorge on her, and feel up as much of her
body as they could.
Jay
knew that she had at least four more customers to grant wishes to before she
could even think about her own satisfaction, but her tits, now firmly secured
back behind the gold fabric, nagged at her for more attention, and she knew
that she was far more tuned on than was professional.
Santa
stuck his head around the door. ‘Five minutes honey.’
She
nodded and took another sip of water.
He
paused, ‘Do you think you’ll make it? I’ve never seen you so horny, I can
practically smell you?’
‘Shit,
it’s this outfit. I’ll be fine.’
‘We
have a little time. I could help.’
‘Santa,
what do you mean?’ Jay adopted a little girl voice and fluttered her eyelashes
provocatively.
‘I
mean, my dear little fairy, that it’s time you had a quick turn on my knee.’
****
If
you’d like to see what Santa did next, or you fancy dipping into the other
stories- Decorations, Cake Mix, Candy at
Christmas or The Little Red Dress, If You Go Down To The Woods...- you can
buy Christmas Kink on Amazon at-
Amazon.com-
Amazon
UK-
And
an early Merry Christmas to you all!!
Kay
xx
Bio
Kay
Jaybee was named Best Erotica Writer of 2015 by the ETO
Kay
received an honouree mention at the NLA Awards 2015 for excellence in BDSM
writing.
Kay
Jaybee wrote The Perfect Submissive
Trilogy, (The Perfect Submissive, The
Retreat, Knowing Her Place, Xcite 2011-14), The New Room, (Xcite, 2015), The
Voyeur, (Xcite 2012), Making Him Wait
(Sweetmeats, 2012), A Sticky Situation
(Xcite, 2013), Digging Deep, (Xcite
2013), Not Her Type (1001
NightsPress, 2013), and The Collector
(Austin & Macauley, 2012).
Details
of all her short stories and other publications can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk
You
can follow Kay on -
Twitter-
https://twitter.com/kay_jaybee
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