Christmas Wood (Erotic Story Excerpt)

It’s her annual holiday hook ups that she always looks forward to the most….

I timidly turned the knob of the bathroom door to find out if Brian had locked it. My heart pounded and a smile crept onto my face when I discovered that he hadn’t. I peeked through the crack of the slightly-opened door to find Brian standing in front of the sink, pants and underwear around his ankles, stroking a throbbing hard on.

“Brian,” I whispered. “Do you need some help with that?”

“Francis, get in here,” he whispered back.

I tiptoed into the bathroom and slowly closed the door so my parents wouldn’t hear it.

“What the hell took you so long?” he asked me. “Your parents are going to think I have some serious gastrointestinal problems, I’ve been in here so long!”

“Don’t worry, this won’t take long,” I said as I wiggled off my panties and hiked up my short, red, Christmas dress.

“I thought you might be actually using the bathroom,” I said, still whispering. I hoped that Mom and Dad were too engrossed in the movie — even though they had seen it a million times — to notice how long we were gone. I locked the door just in case.

“Don’t worry, this won’t take long,” I said as I wiggled off my panties and hiked up my short, red, Christmas dress. I propped my body on the sink in front of him, and spread my legs wide for Brian to dive right in and give me some of his special dessert.

I propped my body on the sink in front of him, and spread my legs wide….

“Fuck, I wish I had accepted your father’s Christmas dinner invites before,” Brian whispered in my ear as he thrust his cock into my willing wetness.

“I wish you had,” I moaned.

I put my arms around his neck and held on as he pounded my pussy against my parents’ sink. I eagerly met each of Brian’s thrusts, until we both exploded and collapsed into each other’s arms. Although it didn’t take long — the anticipation we built up under the table at dinner was more than enough foreplay for me — I did wonder if my parents would think it was weird that neither of us had gotten back yet.

“You’d better get back out there; I’ll be there in a few minutes,” I whispered in Brian’s ear while sliding down from the sink.

He planted a big kiss on my mouth that made me want to drag him into the shower for another round.

“You’re right,” he said. He planted a big kiss on my mouth that made me want to drag him into the shower for another round. I put my panties back on and fixed my hair, concocting a good excuse if my parents asked any questions.

During my walk of shame back to the living room, I could hear Brian explain that his son and daughter-in-law happened to call him while he was in the bathroom, so he stayed there to send his Christmas wishes. I was happy — he was fast on his feet in more ways than one.

“Oh, look, we have our other guest back,” my mom said, tapping my dad on his shoulder. “Did duty call?”

“Yeah, Mom. Plus there was a wait for the bathroom.”

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