I’m so happy that it is almost Christmas, i love Christmas almost as much as i love Christmas parties. Last Friday i went to my office party, and this year got a little more from Santa’s sack than i expected.
I work in a large office, and each year we all go to one of the ‘big’ party nights that every city now seems to host. Large marquees with lots of people, a big bar and a great disco, all a little cliche for my liking, but always great fun regardless.
We left the office at lunchtime and were given time to get ourselves ready, to be at the venue for 7.30. I went home, got changed into my short black dress, matching underwear from Victoria Secrets (You never know what may happen), hold ups and black stilettos, i checked the mirror before going out and even thought to myself i looked hot, really hot.
My team met in town and shared a couple of sharpeners before heading to the venue, arriving perfectly on time. The venue was packed, and there were loads of pissed people there already, i took a look around with my friend Joanna checking out the talent and what was going on. We had a wander round and found the Vodka luge, and sampled a few shots, the shot bar, and sampled a few more, eventually stumbling on Santa’s grotto, however there was a big queue so decided to give it a miss until later.
At 8pm everyone was called to dinner and we joined our colleagues at the table. We ate the traditional Christmas fayre and drunk the wine our boss had kindly paid for, by the end of the main course i was feeling suitably tipsy, and desperate for the loo. Jo and I nipped off to the loo, and on the way back noticed that there was no queue for Santa’s grotto, i grabbed Jo’s hand and headed for the door. An Elf sat outside, looked at us dis-interestedly and told us that Santa was free, we giggled and entered the room, shutting the door behind us. The room was great, just what i would imagine what a grotto looked like, gold, sparkly with a great tree in the corner, and Santa sat in a huge chair. ‘Ho, ho, ho’ he greeted us ‘What would you too lovely ladies like for Christmas?’ he asked, i recognised a youngish voice coming from being the big white beard ‘Santa can’t send that’ i girlishly replied, ‘you never know’ he retorted. Jo and i both giggled, i went over an plonked myself on his knee, Jo followed suit on the other knee, we both giggled. ‘So what do you want for Christmas?’, I opened my mouth, and went to speak, but the word ‘Cock’ came out, Jo and i burst out laughing, Santa just sat there ‘ho, ho, ho-ing’, Jo smiled at Santa and said ‘Are you able to get us some big cock for Christmas Santa?’, he ‘Ho, ho, ho-ed’ again, I lifted my dress slightly giving Santa and eyeful of hold-up lace, i saw him glance down and take an eyeful, then he glanced at Jo’s thighs, who had also lifted up her dress slightly, also revealing her hold-up tops. I glanced down at Santa’s red trousers and noticed a rather fine bulge had begun to appear, i winked at Jo who looked down too, smiling back at me. Jo didn’t waste the opportunity, she placed her hand on the bulge, and begun rubbing his cock through his trousers, the bugle got bigger. Jo leant forward and whispered to me ‘fucking hell, this is massive’, i placed my hand on top of Jo’s and felt the heat rising from Santa’s very swollen tool.
I slipped off Santa’s knee and knelt on the floor, gently sliding my hand up the inside of his thigh until i reached Jo’s hand again, and we both started to massage him together, Jo followed suit and knelt next to me. I edged across and whispered again to Jo ‘Do you have a Condom?’, she replied, ‘i have one in my handbag, but not here’, ‘shit, neither do i’ i replied. By this time Santa was breathing quite heavily, and judging by the state of his now very, very erect cock, he was feeling very horny, and so were we. I leant forward and hooked my fingers around the top of his trousers, edging them down, revealing a pair of black CK’s harnessing a monster, Jo hooked her fingers around the band of the CK’s, quickly pulling them down revealing a cock that i had never seen the size of before. I wrapped my fingers around it, struggling with the girth, and began to wank it slowly, Jo moved forward flicking his end with her tongue, and then encasing the head of his cock with her lips, bouncing her head up and down slowly at first trying to take as much of it as possible in her mouth whilst i continued to wank the swollen shaft. We carried on for a couple of minutes when Jo removed her head and pushed me forward, signalling my turn to give him head whilst she wanked Santa’s cock. I love sucking cock, especially when i can roll my tongue around the helmet whilst i slide my mouth up and down, i instantly tasted some salty pre-cum, i carried on sucking and tonguing hard, i felt the cock get harder, so hard it was beginning to hurt my mouth, i knew he was going to spunk. I removed my mouth and wrapped my hand around Jo’s, joining her on wanking the big shaft, we both leant forward and began kissing the end of the swollen cock, we heard Santa’s rate of breathing increase again, so we wanked harder and faster, we felt the cock twitch slightly and placed our mouths at the end, ready to catch what was coming, within seconds a jet of creamy spunk erupted from his cock, and we both gobbled it up greedily, taking it in turns to give the whole cock a suck, teasing every last drop from it, eventually it started to get a little softer, and we knew he had given us everything. Jo leant forward and kissed me on the lips, removing the last of the spunky residue from my mouth, i returned the compliment.
Santa, quickly pulled up his CK’s and trousers, we both got to our feet and adjusted our clothes. All 3 of us looked at each other, and Santa smiled through his white beard, giving us a final ‘Ho, ho, ho’, we left the grotto and returned to the table, we had missed dessert but didn’t care. After having a few more drinks both Jo and i pulled a couple of guys, and went back to have a night of steamy passion with the respective guys we met, surprisingly enough my guy thought i was really horny as i was already wet, and warmed up, how little did he know. I was looking forward to Santa cumming again, but sadly i didn’t think to get his phone number.