Christmas Traditions
You take Jake up to your family cabin for Christmas and he offers to read to you.
Jake Kiszka x Female reader
Word Count: 3k
Warnings: 18+ explicit content, unprotected sex, fingering, a *hint* of cockwarming
You loved spending Christmas at your family cabin on the lake. You had been going every year since you could remember. The small town of Kewadin, Michigan sat just about as far north as you could get in the lower peninsula, about an hour outside of the nearest city. The town was small and quiet in the summer, but in the winter it was downright deserted. Very few of its residents lived here year round, with the majority of houses being summer homes on Lake Michigan. One year when you were young your family decided it would be interesting to see what it was like in the winter. Snow on the ground, the bay practically freezing over on the coldest days, a fire roaring in the fireplace, card games all day, skiing in Boyne City. This was how you spent your winter breaks. You and your family in your own little world.
This year would be different though. This year was the first year you were taking your boyfriend Jake to your family Christmas. You weren't sure why you were nervous. You knew Jake liked your family and they liked him. He would fit in just fine. But it would be a change from your usual traditions.
The two of you were flying out earlier than the rest of your family, so you would have a few days to yourself in the cabin. You flew through the Detroit airport and picked up a rental car, stopping to see his family in Frankenmuth before making the rest of the 4 hour drive up to Kewadin. You offered to drive, knowing the backroads closer to the cabin might get confusing, but Jake insisted. Against your better judgement, you fell asleep. You woke up several hours later as Jake gently shook you, the car pulled over on the side of route 31.
“Okay, so I may have gotten a little lost” Jake looked at you with a sheepish smile.
You shook your head, smiling, and took a look around, trying to figure out how far away you were. You noticed the sign for the maple syrup farm to your left, cluing you in to the fact that you hadn’t passed the turnoff onto Quarterline just yet.
“I'll take over now, we’re close, but these next few turns are easy to miss.”
Before long you were pulling into the frozen gravel driveway of 4398 Juniper Drive. You were greeted with the same faded red paint on the one story house. The screen door screeched open as you and Jake pushed through with your bags. You grabbed the spare key from the hook hidden on the back of the porch chair, unlocking the front door. You showed Jake around the cabin. The small kitchen without a dishwasher, the big dining table that was often covered in puzzles, the path down to the lake. He took it all in, listening to you recount stories of years past. He paused in the hallway, looking at all of your family photos along the wall.
“Is this you?” He laughed, pointing to the worst picture of you in existence. You were 11 years old, wearing your headgear and a nightgown. This was in fact the only picture to exist of you wearing headgear, and had made the family photo wall as more of a joke than anything else.
“Oh my god, don’t look at that!” you laughed covering the picture with both hands.
“Oh no, let me see!” Jake tried to move your hands, a shit eating grin on his face. When you wouldn't budge, he reached his hands down to your sides, tickling you mercilessly. You squealed, writhing under his touch and immediately moving your hands in hopes of stopping him.
“Aww look at you,” Jake smiled, now able to see the full picture “Adorable as ever.”
“You don’t play fair!” you pouted, leaning back into his chest. His hands now rested comfortably around your waist. He leaned in, pressing a kiss to your temple, gently swaying you side to side.
“So, why don’t you go give me a tour of the bedroom?” Jake spun you around to face him, pulling you in for a kiss. You pulled away, placing your hand on his chest. You could feel his heartbeat picking up at your touch.
“As much as I would love to explore the adventure that is sex in a bunk bed, we need to go grocery shopping.”
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The nearest grocery store was a small market about 20 minutes outside of town. You had considered not even bringing Jake with you because you knew exactly what you needed from the store and where to find it, but you knew he’d have nothing to do at the cabin without you, and you enjoyed his company even if he did slow you down.
You loaded the paper grocery bags into the trunk of the rental car as light snow fell around you. You could hear the faint sound of the Christmas radio station playing in the store as customers filed in and out.
“So what now?” Jake asked as you climbed into the driver’s seat, turning the heat on high as you rubbed your cold hands together.
“Well, usually at this point my family would pick up a pizza from the place next door and decorate the house for Christmas…” You trailed off, a slight twinge of sadness in your voice.
“But you want to wait for them to decorate the house, yeah?” Jake gave you a soft smile, placing his hand over yours on the center console. “Well, why don’t we pick up a pizza, just us. We’ll go back and light a fire, and do something else to get us in the Christmas spirit?”
You grinned, nodding.
After a short wait, you were on the way home with your pizza and your groceries. Jake had hooked his phone up to the car and was playing Christmas music, singing along wholeheartedly. You watched him out of the corner of your eye as you drove, your smile never leaving your face.
When you made it back to the cabin you quickly unloaded the groceries, putting away the things that needed to be kept cold. You and Jake were starving and you were ready to dig into that pizza. You opened the cupboard taking out two plates and two glasses, popping open the bottle of wine you had just bought.
Jake cringed, shaking his head as he watched you plop a few ice cubes into your glass, “Y/N you’re lucky I love you because under any other circumstances that would be a dealbreaker.”
“Hey! I like my wine cold, and seeing as we just bought this bottle,” You paused, holding the bottle up to his eye level, “It’s room temperature.. Yuck” you made a face, sticking out your tongue. Jake simply laughed in response.
You handed him his glass and a plate of pizza, taking your usual seat at the dining table. The sun had long since set, and it was pitch black outside, devoid even of stars in the snowy winter sky. But it was warm and comfortable in the cabin. Jake’s hand rested on your thigh beneath the table, his thumb tracing small circles against you. You met his eyes, taking a sip of your wine. Neither one of you said a word. Just finished your meal enjoying each other’s company.
Jake offered to get the fire started while you did the dishes. When you returned to the living room, he had a strong fire burning. He had found a few candles around the room and lit them as well. The blankets and pillows from the couch had been made into a little fort on the floor in front of the fireplace. Jake sat on one of the blankets, holding a worn copy of Charles Dickens' A Christmas Carol.
“I promised we could do something to get us in the Christmas spirit, and I saw this on the bookshelf earlier,” he said, gesturing to the book, “Come sit with me, I’ll read it to you.”
“Jake,” you whispered, a soft smile forming on your lips “You didn’t have to”
“Come here darling” Jake patted the spot next to him on the blanket. You curled up next to him, placing your head in his lap.
Jake began reading, running his fingers through your hair absentmindedly as he went.
“One Christmas Eve, Scrooge, an old man, still sat busy in his office. The weather was cold, and he could hear the people in the street outside beating their hands upon their breasts and stamping their feet upon the pavement to keep warm. ‘A merry Christmas, Uncle ! ' cried a cheerful voice. It was Scrooge's nephew. ‘Bah ! ‘ said Scrooge. ‘Humbug!’ “
Jake had never read to you like this before, but it was nice. Intimate. His voice had a slight rasp to it, and you found it relaxing, although it also made your heart flutter. He made up little voices for each of the characters, occasionally peering down to gauge your reaction.
You stayed this way for a long time, as the fire began to die out in front of you. Jake never moved, never complained or shifted beneath you, just kept reading with your head in his lap, offering the occasional touch or squeeze to remind you he was thinking of you as he read.
As he reached the end of the chapter you sat up, stretching. Jake put the book in his lap, eyeing you up and down.
“You look beautiful, Y/N.”
“I look disheveled and half asleep” you shook your head, tucking your hair behind your ears.
Jake however, Jake looked beautiful like this. The now low burning firelight danced across his skin giving him a soft orange glow. You leaned in and kissed him, softly, just barely dancing your tongue across his. He pulled you in closer, kissing you again, his hand finding its way into your hair.
“Y/N?”
“Yeah?” your faces rested millimeters from each other, foreheads pressed together.
“I think you should give me that tour of the bedroom now”
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You lay naked in the bottom bunk of your childhood room in the cabin, your legs spread for Jake. He had made short work of your clothes, hungrily pushing you down onto the mattress. He was bent over in the cramped space, unable to sit up fully. His left hand rested on your inner thigh, keeping you on display for him. With his right hand, he teased your entrance with one finger, making slow languid circles through your wetness avoiding where you wanted to be touched most. A frustrated moan escaped your lips as Jake just barely brushed over your clit.
“Impatient are we?” Jake teased, stopping his motions entirely.
You wiggled your hips, pouting.
“Please, Jake. Please!”
“Please what darling?”
“Please touch me”
Jake met your eyes as he plunged two fingers into you without warning, drawing a strangled cry from your lips.
“Fuck, Jake!”
His skilled fingers curled into you mercilessly, hitting you at just the right spot over and over again. Before long, you couldn’t focus on anything except Jake's hand between your legs, your thoughts scrambled as a string of profanities fell from your open mouth. You wished you could keep your eyes open in these moments to watch Jake, sweat beading on his forehead, mouth hung open, looking down at you, focused; but your eyes were screwed shut with pleasure.
Your legs began to shake as your orgasm began to build in earnest, fighting against Jake’s hold on your thigh, keeping your legs open.
“You can take it darling, come on, show me how good you are for me and cum all over these fingers”
Jake had no sooner finished his thought than you were clenching furiously around his fingers, your orgasm crashing into you at full speed. Your mouth hung open, wordlessly, unable to process the intense feeling.
Jake watched in awe as you came down from your high, licking his fingers clean from your wetness. He rose from the bed, undressing himself slowly. His throbbing erection springing free of his boxers, curving up onto his stomach. He stroked himself with his hand a few times, just watching you.
“Be careful” you cautioned as he positioned himself over you, fearing that he would hit his head on the low hanging bunk bed.
“Hmm, actually I have a better idea. '' He positioned himself on his side lying behind you, pulling your naked body against his. You could feel the warmth of his bare skin against yours, lighting your skin ablaze with need and anticipation. You felt Jake’s hand slide between your legs again, sliding a finger between your folds. “That's my angel,” he whispered against your ear, “always so ready for me.”
He replaced his fingers with the head of his cock, teasing your entrance. You couldn’t help but to shift your hips in response, chasing the desire to be full, to have him buried deep inside of you.
“Shhh” Jake stilled your hips with a firm hand, “We’re going to take this slow and sweet darling.”
He lined himself up at your entrance, pushing into you tantalizingly slowly. Soft moans fell from both of your lips as you gave into the feeling. He paused deep within you as he bottomed out, your bodies pressed impossibly close together. His arm reached around you resting on your abdomen.
“You feel this here angel?” he pressed down lightly, “Feel me so deep inside of you?” You nodded quickly, placing your hand over his.
He began to move inside of you, slowly, drawing out the motion, heightening every sense in your body. His hand had made its way up to your breast, massaging it, pinching your nipple between his thumb and forefinger. You could already feel your body working its way up to another orgasm.
Jake began increasing his speed. Bringing his hands back down to your hips to hold you in place as he began to thrust into you with more force. You bit your lip, stifling a moan as he drove into you, your eyes fluttering shut as you focused on the pleasurable feeling building between your legs.
“Don't hold back darling, I want to hear every noise that falls from those pretty lips while I'm buried in this tight, pink, cunt of yours.”
“Oh, God, Jake!” you cried out as he picked up his pace again, working his middle finger against your clit. You could feel the sweat forming between your bodies, his hot chest pressed to your back. You tried to focus on the two sensations overwhelming your senses. His throbbing cock repeatedly slammed into your g spot as his fingers worked quick tight circles over your clit. You felt your body stiffen involuntarily as you grew closer to the edge, whines and moans flowing freely from your lips.
“Relax for me darling, relax and let it go. I want to feel you cum again all over my cock.”
You willed your body to relax, letting your orgasm wash over you. Jake pulled you in tightly to his chest as he continued to fuck you through your orgasm, soon following suit and releasing deep inside of you. You both stayed like that for a moment. You panting sweaty bodies pressed together as tightly as they could be, Jake’s cock softening inside of you. It felt warm, intimate.
Jake pressed a kiss to your temple as he pulled out of you, heading to the bathroom to grab a towel for you to clean up.
“I love you” Jake said as he wiped gently between your thighs.
“I love you, too”
You crawled under the covers, placing your head on Jake's chest, listening to his heartbeat. He traced small circles on your back absentmindedly. You don't remember when you fell asleep.
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You woke up to the smell of coffee brewing in the kitchen. Soon, Jake appeared with two mugs, handing one to you in bed. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and a black sweater you had never seen on him before. It looked nice on him, hugged his body well… and had a little bow on the collar. That's when you realized he was wearing one of your sweaters. You chuckled to yourself, taking a sip of your coffee.
“Someone’s in a good mood.” Jake smiled at you, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Interesting choice of outfits this morning”
“Ah, yeah, this.” he said, gesturing to your sweater. “I didn't want to wake you by opening the blinds but it was pretty dark in here when I woke up, I thought I pulled something out of my suitcase, but it turns out it was yours.”
You chuckled to yourself again, imagining him looking at the sweater in the light and deciding to put it on anyway.
“Mhm, and did you happen to notice the little bow on the front babe?”
Jake looked down at the sweater, eyebrows raised.
“No, actually. No I did not. But I must say I think I'm pulling it off, don't you?” He was laughing now too.
“Actually babe, I think you should keep it on, it looks nice on you.”
“So what’s on the agenda today?” Jake took a sip of his coffee, looking at you with his eyebrows raised.
“Not much, figured we could take a walk along the lake so you can actually see it all in the daylight. My family flies in tonight”
“Ok, well how about we start our morning with some breakfast, and I read some more of the book to you?”
“That sounds great babe” you smiled, getting out of bed and following him down the hall.
And that’s how you spent your morning. Curled up on the couch with breakfast and a cup of coffee while Jake read to you, your legs tangled together under the blankets. And just like that, you had made a new Christmas tradition, just the two of you.
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It is February and we are 1 more month closer to golf season Up North. For me there are dates and events that make me feel that spring is just around the corner.
Heading into February, football winds down with the Pro Bowl and finishes with the Super Bowl. Excited to watch The Rams and The Bengals battle it out in a couple of weeks. With Big Ben and Tom (The Goat) retiring, and uncertainty with Aaron Rodgers, future games are going to look much different. Going to be fun watching the winds shift as new talent and teams rise to the top. I am a Lion’s fan, enough said. LOL
Seeing March approach so quickly feels like the weather should be turning, flowers should be blooming, and the courses should be getting ready for the new season. I said, “feels like it should be”…not that it was. I have lived Up North long enough to know that March is usually not for the weak. Wishful thinking can sometimes turn into reality.
I have mentioned in previous issues that in October I was able to check a few courses off my bucket list. This issue will feature the last of the courses I played. The fun part of this trip was it was a Girl’s trip. My sister-in-law came north and along with her sister and my daughter-in-law we headed over to Kewadin to give the Sundance Course at A-Ga-Ming Golf Resort a try. To make it even sweeter my sister-in-law treated.
A-Ga-Ming Golf Resort
I have always been intrigued by A-Ga-Ming Golf Resort which means “on the shore”. A-Ga-Ming is a 72 hole golf resorts on the shores of Torch Lake and Lake Michigan. With 4 courses in 3 locations and 2 counties, it is a vacation destination. The resort offers stay and play packages and can accommodate groups.
A-Ga-Ming Torch Course started as a nine-hole course in the early 70’s eventually becoming 18 holes in the 80’s.
Current owners Larry Lavely and Mike Brown added 3 more courses. Sundance in 2005 (course we played), Antrim Dells in 2012 and in 2017 Charlevoix Country Club.
Torch Course and Sundance Course are on the main resort property. Antrim Dells is 10 minutes away on the shores of Lake Michigan. Charlevoix Country Club is about 40 minutes north in Charlevoix close to downtown
Sundance Course
We used Google maps in my car to find our way to A-Ga-Ming and ended up driving right past the side street that would take us to the entrance. Google was not clear and there was a large sign past the correct street that looked like the entrance. We figured it out, turned around and found our way.
When you build something up in your head, your expectations can exceed the reality. Initially this was the case. The entrance and the drive to the pro shop was under whelming. A pole barn in the middle of farmland, not exactly a resort vibe. BUT our experience exceeded expectations!
Checking in and grabbing refreshments was quick and easy. The staff was very accommodating and friendly. We were there on a Friday afternoon and though they were not fully booked, they were busy.
The Course
The course is par 72 and offers 5 sets of tees for different skill levels. It is an open course with wide fairways and the native grasses similar to Arcadia Bluffs that I mentioned in our December issue. It is a well-designed course with lots of sand traps and few water hazards. A review online claimed there were 121 bunkers, I believe them, fortunately I was able to avoid them, others not so much.
It had been chilly and rainy the days before, warmed up a little for our trip but still was damp and misty in the air. Was not sure how the course would fair being so close to both Lake Michigan and Torch Lake.
The first hole has elevated tees and was the only place on the course where we encountered very wet and soggy ground in a low area to the left. As long as you did not hit to the left you were good. I did not hit to the left, those that did will remain unnamed.
The Front Nine
The front nine started well for me and I was feeling surprisingly good about my chances of breaking 100 and then hole 3 happened. Now, hole 3 is a simple par 3, 102 yards from the ladies’ tees and should have been simple for me. The catch? You had to hit over water. Golf is part skill and part mental and for me when faced with water the thoughts in my head get me every time, including this time. Landed just shy of land on the other side. The others did not let a little water intimidate and ended nicely on the green.
Next 6 holes went well, but not well enough to balance out hole 3. Was going to take chipping like Mickelson’s video taught me to break 100.
At the turn we stopped and refilled our beverages and grabbed a bite. Meal choices are typical of a snack bar, but the food was fresh and tasty. They have a pizza oven that rumor has it makes amazing pizza, next trip will definitely try it.
The Back Nine
The back nine has a lot more trees and some crazy bunker placement and I was worried. I was able to avoid the bunkers and stay in the fairways. The bigger challenge for me was putting. The greens up front were playing slower, the back greens were playing faster. Took me a while to readjust.
Although I did not break 100, I did have some Mickelson worthy chip shots.
One of the things I really liked about this course is that it was fun for all of us. The four of us are all at different skill levels from beginner to a player who played in college. This course provided a challenge for the better golfers while giving me the straighter fairways that I do well on. I may bogie most holes, but my drives stay in the fairways allowing me to keep up pace with better players. I will definitely be back, I still want to try the other 3 courses!
This was my first “girls” golf trip and was so much fun. I usually golf with my husband, with mixed groups or by myself. Hanging with just girls at a course was a unique experience and one I hope to repeat this upcoming season.
This off season has been so busy that I have not had a chance to head south and golf with my son. I cannot wait to get back on the course and hoping for an early opening for some of the courses up north. There have been a few years where courses in lower northern Michigan have opened for walkers in March, fingers crossed.
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