In the spirit of Christmas, I thought I would share a story that happened to me during this time of year. These office Christmas parties turned out to be one of the wildest sexual nights I’ve ever had. The alcohol, mixed with random opportunities and lust-filled desires, had me bouncing from one woman to the next. Let’s begin by giving you a little background information on how this all started. I had recently returned home from serving in the Marine Corps. I was in my mid-20s and, obviously, in great shape. I was 6 feet, 1 inch tall and 220 pounds of solid muscle, yet I had this boyish charm. I was confident but not cocky. And, to help matters, I was blessed with a fairly large cock. The combination of all this made me the sexual object of most women I met. This had its advantages and disadvantages, and I will not bore you with them. Now, are you ready to hear about this crazy night? I know most of you will not believe this story, and if I were you, I probably wouldn’t either. Anyway, let’s get started.
One of my friends was working for the local government in a special security division of the police department that patrolled and protected the county’s properties and employees. He talked me into applying, and I was hired and started training. The security detachment was part of the County’s police department, but we worked the County buildings located within the city. Places like the Health Department, Department of Social Services, and similar organizations. What I didn’t realize when I started working there was that all these places were full of women. I mean lots and lots of women, from fresh out of college to older, hot milfs and everything in between.
I was paired with my friend Allen for the first couple of weeks to learn the ropes and get a feel for what we did. He took me around to all the buildings and started introducing me to everyone. My head was on a swivel, and I couldn’t believe all the sexy women I would be encountering each day. And some seemed to be more like predators than prey, and I was fresh meat.
As the days and weeks went by, I met more and more women. I wasted no time talking to them and going on dates with many of them from different departments. After a while, I even had some brave enough to sneak into the security office to have a little fun during the day, but we can save those for another story. Now, most of the ones I went out with were close to my age or a little older, but there were occasional older women I went out with. There were a lot of married women there, and I didn’t discriminate; I flirted with them all. It was all fun, and I enjoyed the attention, and to be honest, there were a few I hooked up with now and then. But to most of them, it was just innocent flirting and teasing. Some even confessed that their sex life had greatly improved because they were horny and took it out on their husbands. To say the least, that was very flattering.
Now, there were some married women that I wanted and tried to get with, but wouldn’t cross that line and cheat. Those were the faithful ones, at least they tried to be. One was Joani. She was a beautiful, light-skinned black woman. She was in her mid-30s and married. She was around 5 feet 6 inches tall in her heels. She was about 120 pounds of pure sex appeal. Her face was gorgeous with deep, dark, seductive eyes and thick, lush lips. Her body was firm and tight with C-cup breasts, a small waist, and a mouth-watering, tight, round ass. Her legs were so shapely and looked great in the skirts and dresses she wore. We flirted and teased each other all the time, but it never went anywhere until one night she had a run-in with an angry client.
It was late in the year, so it got dark early. She was a supervisor in her department and must have been running late. I usually stayed in the building until all the employees had left for the day. There were only a few cars scattered around the parking lot when I heard raised voices. I saw a car pull up behind one of the employees’ cars in the lot, and a person getting out of their vehicle. I ran across the parking lot to see a guy outside a car yelling. As I got closer,
I could see it was Joani he was yelling at, and he had her car blocked in so she couldn’t leave. I intervened and made the guy leave without incident.
Joani was pretty shaken up, so she quickly got out of her car and grabbed me. She wrapped her arms around me tightly, and I could feel her shaking. I could tell she was frightened. I held her and reassured her that she was safe until she calmed down. As she calmed down, she relaxed her grip on me. She looked up at me to thank me, and that’s when our eyes met. I couldn’t help myself. I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers. Our mouths opened, and our tongues quickly sought out each other in a heated frenzy. Suddenly, Joani broke the kiss and pushed herself back.
“I’m sorry, I can’t. Thank you so much, but I need to go before I do something. Oh God, before I do something I’ll regret.”
I let her pull away and get into her car. She looked at me as she backed out, and I could tell she was wrestling with her desires and her conscience. The next day at work, I went to her office to check on her and make sure she was alright. She kept wanting to apologize for leaving like that, and I reassured her it was ok. Our flirting seemed to take on a new level after that night, but she never would give in.
Sahara was another one. She was in her mid-20s. She was Egyptian, and oh my God, was she sexy. She looked like Susanna Hoffs from the group The Bangles, enough said, right? She is smoking hot! She was engaged to a guy she met in college. We talked and flirted a lot, and I know she was tempted, but I never could get her to cross the line.
Next, we have Renee. Renee was in her 40s. She was a beautiful woman. She was into fitness and worked out daily. She was about 5 feet 8 inches tall. She had short blonde hair and looked a lot like Olivia Newton-John. She was not just beautiful, she was a fantastic person. There was a connection between us, and if she weren’t married, we would have made a great couple. We not only saw each other at work, but she talked me into going to the gym with her once, and I loved it, so I joined, and we saw each other almost every night there.
Now, lastly, there is Amy. Amy was the center of most guys’ fantasies. She was gorgeous. She was in her early 30s and married with two small children. She was around 5 feet 5 inches tall and probably around 130 pounds. She had long dark hair, piercing green eyes, and a smile that would light up a room. Her body, wow. She had D or DD breasts, her hips and ass were perfect, and her legs, oh my God, did she have some sexy legs. Just watching her walk and her ass sway would make most guys hard.
Now that you have some background, are you ready for the good stuff? Okay, then let’s get started. I was invited to several Christmas parties that year. All the departments held their own Christmas parties, and it seemed most were on the same Saturday night. I figured I would stop in a few of these and see how they were, and go with the flow.
I got to the first party around eight o’clock. This party was at an apartment complex’s clubhouse. It had started earlier, and most of the people there were already drinking and having a good time. I made my way over to the bar to make myself a drink, and I saw Sahara. She was talking with some other women from her department. She looked incredible. She was wearing a short black dress with black high heels. The dress was tight and hugged her curves, accentuating her tight little body.
She saw me looking at her and flashed me an approving smile before excusing herself and coming over to the bar.
“Damn, you look amazing,” was my greeting to her.
“Well, thank you.”
“I love it, looks great on you. But you know it would look better on my bedroom floor.” I teased her.
“Mmmm, Really now. You think so?”
“Most definitely, or any floor for that matter,” I teased her as I ran my eyes over her sexy body, letting her see my interest.
She blushed a little as she smiled at me. She knew I wanted her, and unless I was misreading her signals, she was very receptive to my flirting. We talked for a few minutes, and I talked her into doing a couple shots with me while we were at the bar. I don’t know how much she had already drunk, but I could tell she was feeling pretty good. She was more brazen than normal. She was even reaching out and touching my arm on occasion while we talked. As we were talking, a good song came on, and she started moving to the music. I couldn’t help but stare at her as she moved.
“Damn, looks like you know exactly how to move that body.”
“Wanna see?” she teased.
Oh yes, wanna dance?” I asked.
Once on the floor, we started to dance. Sahara could really move her body. Her moves seemed to be very sexual and seductive in nature. I started moving closer to her as we both danced. I was really getting turned on watching her body move. It wasn’t long until we were grinding up right against each other. I looked around to make sure no one was really watching us. Everyone seemed to be lost in their own world. I placed my hands on her hips and ran them up the sides of her body. My cock was beginning to swell, making a lump in my pants.
The song ended, and a slow song started to play next. She offered no resistance as I pulled her in tight to me. She put her hands on my shoulders and then ran them down over my muscular chest. She looked up at me with her sexy green eyes. I could see lust building inside her.
“You are so big,” she teased as she felt my muscles.
“You have no idea,” I replied as I pulled her body into mine.
The bulge from my swollen cock pressed into her stomach. Her eyes widen in surprise.
“Is that real?” she asked.
I just nodded my head and smiled.
“No way,” she said, almost in disbelief.
“I’ll be happy to prove it,” I teased back.
She stood there for a moment, wrestling with the moral decision she faced. I couldn’t believe I was so close to having this fantasy come true. I was afraid she would start to reconsider, so I pulled her in and pressed the bulge against her again. She bit her lower lip as she looked at me and considered the consequences of her decision. I stared into her eyes, keeping her attention on me. I could tell she was getting very close when she leaned in.
“Follow me,” she softly said as she led me off the dance floor.
“Act like you are going to the restroom. Go past the offices, and the fitness center is down the hall. 1926 is the code for the fitness center. Go there and wait for me. Ok?”
“Ok,”
I headed toward the restroom, making sure no one saw me, then went to the fitness center and went inside. I waited for several minutes. I was about to give up thinking she had backed out when I saw her open the door. My heart started pounding as the anticipation grew.
“Give me a minute, I don’t want anyone wandering in here.”
She went to a desk and pulled out a closed sign. She put it on the outside of the door and locked it. Next, she flipped off the lights. The room was now only dimly lit by a single light fixture. I started to walk up to her and wrap my arms around her.
“Wait, not out here,” as she took me by the hand and led me into the locker room.
As soon as the door closed, she looked at me questioningly.
“So that is all you, huh? No socks or padding?” She asked as she walked up to me.
“Nope, it’s all me.”
“Prove it.”
“Go right ahead.”
She stood there for a moment as she thought out her next move in this seductive game of cheese we were playing.
“Ok,” and she tentatively walked up to me slowly.
I could tell she was curious and being overly flirty, but it seemed to have gotten out of hand. She bit her lip as she reached down and placed her hand lightly over the lump in my pants. Her mouth slowly opened in awe as she started to move her hand over my cock. She explored my cock slowly as her intrigue turned to lust.
She looked up at me, and our eyes locked together in a lustful stare. I took a step forward, closing the distance between us. She was breathing hard and her heart racing as she slipped down this sinful path. Leaning in our mouths met gently at first. Her soft lips pressed against mine, and my tongue slipped into her welcoming mouth. The passion in our kiss grew like a forest fire. Our mouths pressed against each other, and our tongues swirled around each other. She moaned deeply, and then her hand, which was still on my crotch, started to squeeze and massage my cock. I could feel my cock swelling from her touch. Her breathing was getting heavier as she felt my cock grow.
She broke the kiss and pulled away from me as I felt her hands move to my belt. She stared into my eyes as she tugged on the belt and then unbuttoned my pants. Slowly, she lowered herself to her knees in front of me. With a couple of tugs, she pulled my pants and underwear down, allowing my swollen cock to spring free.
“Oh my…” she cooed as my cock came into view.
She tentatively lifted it with the palm of her hand. She felt its weight as she seemed to examine it. Her fingers were not able to wrap fully around the thick shaft. She moved her hand slowly back and forth as a large droplet of precum formed at the tip. She looked up at me, her eyes glazed over with lust as she stuck out her soft, wet tongue and licked the droplet from the slit. She pulled her tongue back into her mouth and savoured the delicate taste as if it were a fine wine.
Slowly, she leaned in and pressed her lips over the tip. Her tongue swirled around the bulbous head as it filled her mouth. She moved her head back and forth as she worked as much of my cock into her mouth as she could. I watched her beautiful face as she bobbed back and forth on my cock. I could feel her strong tongue as it lapped around the sensitive head. Her hand started to pump the thick shaft as she sucked hungrily on as much as she could. The sight of her on her knees worshiping my cock was better than anything I imagined. She would look up at me from time to time, making sure I was watching her.
Sahara had some incredible oral skills, and I was loving what she was doing to my cock, but I wanted more. Reaching down and pulled her up to her feet and turned to her to face the sinks. Standing behind her, I made sure she was watching as I raised her skirt up over her waist. Her ass was magnificent. Perfectly tanned with her dark Egyptian skin tone. Two perfect round globes with a lacey thong separating them. I lifted her left leg until her knee rested on the countertop, then sank to my knees. I pulled her thong to the side to expose her luscious cunt. Her lips were already puffy and moist with desire. I pushed my face between her cheeks and tasted her sweet essence.
She moaned loudly as my tongue pushed between her folds. I spread her cheeks wider and pushed my tongue in as deep as I could. Her aroused scent was intoxicating and fueled my inner fire. I licked and sucked at her pussy as she began to push her ass back into my face. Her pussy leaked her delicious desire onto my lips and tongue as her moans filled the room.
“Oh God. Yess. Yes,”
I stood up behind her and looked at her through the mirror. Reaching down, I pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my tight, muscular body. Her eyes were dark and sexy as she looked back at me, pleading for me to quench her lust. I spit on my hand and coated the head of my cock. She bit her lip and arched her back as I rubbed my cock up and down her wet slit. I lodged the large head against her entrance and held it there. I wanted to hear it. I wanted her to ask for it.
“Is this what you want?” I teased her.
“Yes,” she responded as she tried to push back onto it.
“Tell me. Tell me what you want.”
In a soft, pleading voice came the words I longed to hear.
“Fuck me.”
“Are you sure?” I teased as I pressed the head against her opening.
She nodded.
“Tell me, Sahara. I want to hear it. I want to hear you say it.”
She bit her lip in nervous anticipation as she fought to find the words.
“Fuck me. I want you to fuck me, Jim.”
Finially the magic words. The words I had wanted to hear since the first time I saw her. I pushed forward gently, and her pussy lips spread and stretched around the large head as it started to enter her. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she moaned loudly as she felt the massive head lodge inside her. I took my time, slowly working more and more of my cock into her tight pussy. I wanted her to experience pure pleasure.
I worked my cock back and forth, pushing deeper with each thrust. Her velvety walls clenched around my rigid shaft. Slowly, inch by inch, I fucked her until I had my cock buried in her tight pussy. Her breaths were deep and laboured as the pleasure was more than she had ever known. I held my cock deep inside her, allowing her to get accustomed to the size.
After a few moments, she looked back at me through the mirror and nodded softly, letting me know she was ready. I slowly pulled my cock back until only the head remained inside. I slowly slid it back in, over and over again, letting her feel the full length of my thrusts. Slowly, I built up my pace until I was fucking her with full, powerful strokes. Her body was pinned between me and the countertop as I drove into her over and over. Faster and harder I plunged into her hungry pussy, making her. She bit on her hand to muffle and silence her screams of pleasure.
Suddenly, she gripped the counter tightly and started pushing her ass back to meet my thrust. Our bodies colided agianst one another as i drove her closer to her first orgasm. I knew she was getting close as her pussy started to tighten around my cock. Then her back arched, and I could feel her body start to tense up.
“God, Oh God. I’m going to cum!”
I held her tight as she slammed her body back against mine. Reaching up, I pulled her head up by her hair. I held her head where I could see her face in the mirror.
“Look at me,”
“Mmmmm, of fuck,” she moaned.
“Look at me,” I commanded again.
She opened her eyes and watched our reflection in the mirror. My hard, muscular body pushed my cock deep into her pussy.
“Does Mark make your pussy cum like this?’
She tried to lower her head, turning her eyes from me. I pulled her head back up by her hair.
“Does he? I asked again as I filled her pussy with a hard, powerful thrust.
Her eyes pleaded with me not to make her answer me, but even her own body was betraying her. My cock was pushing her ever so close to a massive orgasm.
Then, slowly, she nodded her head no.
“Answer me, Sahara. Does he make your pussy cum like this?” I asked again as I gave her another hard thrust, driving my cock even deeper into her body.
“No. God no,” she whimpered as her eyes started to roll back in her head.
I could feel her pussy contract hard around my cock and then start to spasm. Her body began to quiver and shake as her orgasm exploded from deep inside her. I held my cock deep in her pussy as her pussy clenched and pulsed around my large shaft. I held on to her as her legs went limp from the pleasure of her orgasm.
Her chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath. She tried several times to open her eyes and look back at me, but the aftermath of her orgasm had left her wrecked. After a few moments, she finally opened her eyes and was able to look back at me. She just shook her head in disbelief.
“Oh my God, I’ve never cum like that before,” She struggled to talk as she was still recovering.
“Well, we’re not done yet,” I reassured her.
I let her recover for a few more moments and then slowly pulled my cock from her wet hole. Looking down at my cock it was coated with her pussy excretions. I looked back up at her through the mirror.
“Come here,” I commanded as I pulled her up and off the countertop.
She stood up and looked down at my hard, slimy cock and knew exactly what to do. She dropped down to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. She licked and sucked her cum from my cock like a woman possessed.
I placed my hand on the back of her head and pushed more of my cock into her throat and held it there. She didn’t offer any resistance and took a good bit of my cock into her throat before she started to gag. I backed off and let her catch her breath before I pushed my cock back into her throat again. She was loving it, being manhandled was turning her on even more. After a few tries, she was taking an impressive amount of my cock into her throat.
Once I was satisfied, I pulled her to her feet, lifted her up, and sat her on top of the countertop. She spread her legs wide, welcoming me in. This was a new Sahara; she was hot and on fire. I unbuttoned her blouse and opened it. Her black lace bra had a front clasp, so I opened it and exposed her beautiful breasts. Her tits were not huge, but they were perfect, firm, round mounds that rose from her chest. They were golden brown with dark areolas and hard, long nipples.
I cupped her breasts in my hands and massaged them. I trapped her nipples between my fingers as I pinched and pulled on them. I leaned down and kissed and sucked on her neck as I mauled her tits. Her breathing was getting deep and fast as she moaned her approval.
“Mmmm, yes”
“Fuck me. Fuck me and make me cum again,” she pleaded.
I raised up and looked down at my cock. The large purple head pointed straight out from my body. The thick veins pulsed around the stiff, ridged shaft. I looked back up at her.
“Put it in then,” I told her.
She looked down and pulled her skirt up, exposing herself to me. She wrapped her fingers around my cock and pulled it toward her hungry pussy. I stepped forward, and she worked the head back and forth, positioning it at her entrance.
“Now,” She pleaded.
I held still as she pulled at my cock, trying to put it inside her.
“Please. Don’t tease me. Fuck me. Fuck me and make me cum again.”
I pushed my hips forward and watched as her lips spread open and the head of my cock disappeared inside her. Inch by inch, my cock slipped back inside her tight, wet hole. She threw her head back and moaned as I moved my cock back and forth inside her. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and she pressed her lips to mine. Our tongues swirled around each other in a sinful dance as our bodies moved against each other.
I reached down and lifted her skirt up in the rear so I could feel her firm little ass. I grabbed her by her cheeks and pulled her closer to the edge of the counter. She moaned into my mouth as I drove my cock deeper into her pussy. I had waited so long to be with this beautiful woman, and here I was fucking her. I never imagined I would be fucking her on a countertop of a restroom, though.
We both broke the kiss as we worked our bodies back and forth against each other. I could feel her body respond to each thrust of my hard cock. I lifted her up from the countertop with my hands under her firm ass. She wrapped her legs around my waist, and her hands went around my neck for support. I started to thrust up into her with more urgency as I held her there in my arms.
“Oh my God,” she moaned as I lifted her body up and started to fuck her harder.
I moved my arms so her legs were now bent over my arms, spreading her legs more and openly exposing her hot cunt to my cock. I used her small body like a rag doll as I began slamming my swollen cock into her pussy. Her head rolled back, and her moans filled the air as I fucked her harder and harder. She surrendered her body to my ravenous assault. She moaned and whimpered and began saying things I couldn’t even understand as her body began to quiver. My cock plunged back and forth inside her gushing pussy like a piston from a diesel engine, making a loud sloshing sound.
“Fuck. Fuckkk. Ba-wsal, Ana-gaya. Ana-gaya,” she moaned over and over as her orgasm consumed her.
It was like electrical explosions were happening throughout her body as her orgasm shot through her body. Bursts of pleasure continued to ripple through her body as I continued to fuck her, not letting her recover. Her orgasms seemed to hit her one after the other, as they exploded throughout her body.
I stopped fucking her and held her there with her body impaled on my rigid cock. It took several minutes for her body to stop shaking and for her to regain her senses. She looked at me and just shook her head in disbelief.
“My God, what are you doing to me?”
“I’m just trying to please you and make sure you will want more,” I said as I sat her on the edge of the counter once more.
” Oh my God. Yesss. I will definitely be wanting more, a lot more.”
I smiled and started to move my cock back and forth inside her pussy again. I kept her wide spread legs dangling over my arms as I fucked her. She leaned back on the counter and propped herself up with her arms. It was such an erotic sight to see such a beautiful woman exposed like she was. She was leaning back on a countertop in a restroom. Her blouse and bra both opened, exposing her heaving breasts. Her skirt bunched up around her waist, with her legs spread and dangling over my arms. Her beautiful little pussy stretched around my thick shaft as I stood there between her legs fucking her. Her face was covered in a sheen of sweat. Her dark, sexy eyes were glossed over and consumed in lust. Her suculent lips hanging open as gasp of pleasure escaped with each thrust.
She looked up at me and said something I couldn’t believe. “Cum in me.”
I looked at her questioningly to make sure I heard her right. Everything happened so unplanned, I didn’t even think about a condom or anything.
She nodded softly, then said, “Cum in me. I want to feel you cum in me.”
I didn’t think about the consequences. I didn’t ask if she was on birth control. My raging hormones took over, and I started fucking her harder and faster. I want her to have what she wanted. I wanted to cum in her. To give her my cum.
I fucked her faster and harder as my own desire to fill her little pussy full of my cum became my only obsession. Each thrust brought me closer and closer to my conquest.
Her pussy was contracting around my cock as her own climax was erupting inside of her once again.
“Oh God, I’m close,” I announced.
“Yes, that’s it. Cum in me. Let me have it,” she begged.
“Ohhh Fuck… I’m cumming,” and with a final thrust, I buried my cock deep in her pussy.
My cock swelled inside the tight ring of her pussy, and I could feel the first burst of cum as it traveled through my cock and erupted deep inside her. Pulse after pulse of cum kept shooting out of my cock and splattering into her womb. This set off another massive orgasm deep inside her. Her pussy spasmed around my cock, milking the remaining cum out of me.
We were both spent as our orgasms subsided. We were panting and trying to catch our breath. I slowly pulled my cock out of her pussy, and a huge glob of cum ran out and dripped to the floor with a splatter. I helped her off the countertop, and we looked at ourselves and laughed. We both needed to clean up and wash off before we left the locker room.
We both washed off, cleaned up the locker room, and made our way out into the gym area. She peeked out into the hallway to make sure no one was around and then turned her attention back to me.
“Are you going to stay at the party a little while longer?” she asked.
“I think I’d better slip out the back. If we both show back up after being gone, it will look bad.”
“You’re right,” she said with a frown.
“I’ll see you again soon?” I asked questioningly, as I pulled her in and kissed her deeply.
“Most definitely,” she replied.
I slipped out the back door and headed toward my truck, while she went back to the party. I was on cloud nine as I drove toward the next party. I couldn’t believe I had just had sex with Sahara. This was already turning out to be one of the best Christmases I had ever had.
