MFMM ~ Gangbang ~ Sharing ~ Office Sex ~ Age Gap ~ Holiday ~ Christmas

Meet Me Under the Christmas Tree… Times Three

My two friends and I enjoy playing with our new Christmas toy… the sexy new employee at the company we co-own!

Drew:

For the third time, I emptied another bottle with a gulp. It felt like I’d been doing that nearly incessantly, but still, the water wasn’t enough to quench the thirst.

It had been an hour since I’d started staring at the piles of paperwork spread haphazardly across my desk. Also, the emails kept coming in, the notifications bombarding my computer.

Of course, I had all my assistants — from executive to temps — and my main secretary, Sabrina, helping me lighten the workload, but their efforts would not suffice as my company was due to release three new magazines with different covers and varying features and content in less than a month.

I had to focus as I couldn’t afford to waste this opportunity.

Much to my chagrin, though, I couldn’t. It was as if my mind was wandering elsewhere. No matter how hard I tried to deny it, a woman was trying to distract me from being productive. I hated to admit this because usually after I slept with a woman, I forgot all about her.

Even when my friends joined in on the action, it just became something for my spank bank and otherwise didn’t keep me preoccupied.

But now that I’d had a taste of my new employee Carrie’s curves, I just couldn’t get enough of them. She was really doing a number on me!

She’d been hired to write articles about sex for one of my online magazines but my two friends and I had banged her at the office Christmas party.

And now I really couldn’t get her out of my head!

I had to figure out how to see her again. I opened the confidential files of all my employees and searched for her name. I’d found the links to her social media accounts, but I wasn’t sure I should contact her in that way.

I’d have to figure out a discrete manner of trying to go about seeing her again.

I’d never done anything like this, nor had I taken this much interest in any of my employees, but somehow at some point, I found myself stalking Carrie’s accounts online.

Now I was back at it. I was more obsessed with her than I was with my work.

While browsing, I grabbed a canned soda. It fizzed upon opening, so I clumsily got my pants wet. I used the hem of my suit to rub my crotch area while I continued checking the pictures out. Just then, I saw a birthday photoshoot that Carrie had uploaded almost a year ago, and it was a racy one.

Carrie was holding her large breasts with only her hands covering the nipples. The colorful bubbles floating in the air barely covered her pussy. I kept sliding through her posts, and I couldn’t help but admire this drop-dead gorgeous brunette with the beautiful, tanned olive tone. Her glowing skin was so fucking hot.

Her body proportions were insane! I got too caught up indulging in sexual pleasures that night that I didn’t realize that my eyes had been missing the little details that deserved affection.

I couldn’t stop looking at her photos and then suddenly, I didn’t realize that I’d already started stroking my dick. I wished she could be deepthroating it again. I could still feel her fingernails gliding through my balls as her spit added lubrication and stimulation while she jerked me off with her double-hand grip technique.

I had loved every moment of it. She had really done her homework researching her how-to sex articles and she definitely proved herself to me that night.

The pressure. The friction. The passion. Her gaze. I was reminded of the mind-altering sensation I felt in her mouth as she devoured my manhood deep down inside her throat.

My hands started picking up speed on my hard cock now as I remembered how she had proved me wrong about not knowing her subject matter that she wrote about well enough, and thus provided me with the ultimate hand job experience.

I clenched my jaw as low grunts deliberately escaped my mouth. I grabbed a tissue to catch the ropes of cum that were spilling out of my cock at the mere thought of Carrie’s gorgeous curves and tight little pussy. I remembered watching her take three cocks at once, one of them being mine, and wished that it was still happening.

Perhaps she would let me do it again.

But even if she didn’t, I would take what was mine.

I was a man who liked to go after what I wanted.

I thought about calling her into my office and immediately making her get down on her knees. I would shove my cock inside her mouth and blast my load into it right then and there, instead of having to put it in a tissue. She would be choking and pushing me away, but I’d make her take it all down her throat.

And I knew she’d end up liking it, too, just like she had at the Christmas party.

That was my favorite thing about having sex with her. She liked it rough, even though she’d been a virgin before all three of us had popped her sweet little cherry. She liked to let us have our way with her. We could all do whatever we wanted, and she’d let us, and she’d enjoy it.

It was hard to find a girl like that — a little office whore for my friends and I to take whenever we wanted — and I wanted more of it.

As I finished cumming, I thought of Carrie trying to escape the flood of my jizz as I was pouring it down her throat in my fantasy.

“Not a chance, you little slut,” I said as I smirked and applied more pressure on her head in my daydream. “Take it and like it… because I know you do.”

Her resistance would be futile. Her teardrops would get mixed in with my thick fluids that were overflowing from her stuffed mouth, just like they did after the Christmas party. I would pull my throbbing rod out and hear her gasp for air.

“Yes, Sir,” she would say, when she could finally talk. “Whatever you need, Sir. I aim to please. I hope that was good enough.”

“Maybe you’ll have to try to improve later,” I’d say to her, and she’d curtsey and leave.

Suddenly three knocks pounded on the door in real life, and I knew it wasn’t going to be anyone on the other side of it that would be as enjoyable as my fantasy had been. Because they wouldn’t be Carrie.

I was annoyed as I hurried to fix my pants and then wipe off my hands with some wipes I kept at my desk.

At least I got to cum, I thought to myself, although the timing of an unexpected visitor really could have been a lot better.

“You can come in!” I spoke in between breaths.

The moment my secretary Sabrina opened the door, she looked anxious to please.

“Sir, will we be able to get the new magazines out in time?” she asked me. “Is there anything I can do to relieve the stress for you?”

“Organize these papers for me,” I barked at her.

She looked at me with sad puppy dog eyes and I knew she wanted me. But Bob in Accounting had had her and said she wasn’t very fun. He likened her blowjob to someone trying to whistle without success.

“Maybe you should start reading Ms. Carrie’s Mind-Blowing Blow Job article and then I’ll consider letting you help me de-stress in the way you had in mind,” I thought about saying to her, but I didn’t.

Maybe in the past I would have still given her a chance to impress me but now that I’d met Carrie, I didn’t want a blowjob from my secretary or anyone else.

That wasn’t like me, so I knew she was really getting to me.

I had to go take a walk and clear my head. Hopefully that would get her out of my thoughts, even though giving myself an orgasm while fantasizing about her amazing hot plump ass and full yet perky tits hadn’t done the trick.

“Clean up this mess of paperwork. I’ll be back,” I said to Sabrina, as I left my office hoping that thoughts of Carrie would finally leave my brain.

But I wasn’t going to hold my breath because she seemed to have quite the hold on said brain of mine.

And maybe my heart as well.

Drew

The time for our new magazines had come and all our efforts had paid off!

The newly released publications took all the top three spots for the best-selling magazines in all categories. I was on cloud nine but what really caught my attention was the huge margin in sales from our women’s magazine compared to the men’s.

Digitally, the former also outperformed the latter with a wide gap in online readership. I checked the reviews and most of the positive feedback and upvotes were directed towards a single writer writing under the pseudonym “Santa’s Naughty Reindeer.”

I’d read Carrie’s recently published articles and had found them all to be quite mediocre. I remembered telling her that I would look forward to her next outputs but unfortunately, I got disappointed.

Apparently, I’d been too dumb to notice that she’d written an entire section where a woman shared her holiday fantasies, called My Big Boss Gave me a Big Bonus Under the Christmas Tree. It had a ton of comments on it, such as:

“Who’s this naughty reindeer? I want to punish her myself.”

“Whoever you are, I have a vacant room — I mean, a vacant position in my company.”

“You’re lucky I’m not your direct-report boss. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have any days off! I’d be needing you to work overtime for me… on my knees.”

“I would love to ride that reindeer.”

The comments under her posts kept on coming. The engagement this section of hers garnered was miles away from that of her other published articles. Or anyone’s, really.

Just like last time, she had proven me wrong. This gorgeous girl was full of surprises… not just curves.

I wondered if she would be surprised to see me and if her blog posts had been a hint that she wanted me to fulfill her fantasy.

“Sabrina, come here!” I called out to my secretary.

She hurriedly ran towards my office again, eager to please.

“I’ll be flying later this afternoon. Prepare all my stuff ASAP,” I said as I decided that I was going to do whatever possible to get with Carrie again in real life.

Based on my thorough scouring of the employee records, I had been able to figure out Carrie’s exact working location within our organization… right down to the specific office and even cubicle that she worked in.

Carrie’s supervisor had done a good job by giving her a big workload. For the record, I had nothing to do with this. She must have shown initiative at everything she did in life… not just sucking the cocks of all three of her bosses!

I arrived late and Carrie was the only employee left still occupying a cubicle. I heard the receding footsteps of the custodian until the sound of them fully disappeared.

The coast was clear, and now, it was just the two of us inside the room. But Carrie didn’t know I was there. She obviously hadn’t been expecting me and had no reason to suspect my presence.

I was watching her from a distance when she dropped her pen that rolled to the floor. She bent down with her head low and buttocks up. It was quite a sight to behold.

Walking on my toes, I cautiously stood right behind her back. I was so close to her beautiful big butt that I could feel my bulge poking her from behind.

“Seriously Carlos?” she said angrily. “Get that handle out of my butt. You have been cleaning the floor nonstop for hours, and I know it’s just because you’re hoping you have a chance with me, but you don’t. You should go home.”

Did she just mistake my cock for an electric mop’s handle? I wondered.

Well, I couldn’t take offense. I had started to feel my dick growing and getting hard inside my pants just from looking at that luscious ass of hers. So, it was safe to say that she had easily felt it too.

Just like the last time, Carrie had the same reaction when she suddenly turned her back and saw me standing right behind her.

“Drew? I mean… Mr. Vasquez? Why in the world are you here?” she asked with confusion written all over her face.

“The question is… why are you still here? Did you know that I was coming? Were you waiting for me?” I asked her as I pulled her waist against mine.

I heard her heave as I gently rubbed my bulge against her body.

“I literally had no idea that you were coming. I thought you would just send your executive assistant for the monthly preparative meetings tomorrow like you always did.”

She spoke while looking down and continuously pressing the retractable pen. I couldn’t get a read on her.

Isn’t this what she had wanted? I wondered.

Or had I been fooling myself?

I felt stupid, falling for some woman who didn’t feel the same way about me, traveling across the country just to be with her again when she wasn’t interested.

This was why I didn’t normally do love, commitment, feelings of any kind.

But I hadn’t been able to stop myself when it came to her.

And I wasn’t about to give up that easily.

No, I would continue pursuing what I wanted, just like I always did.

“Ms. Carrie Edwards… or should I say, ‘Santa’s naughty reindeer?’” I said.

I lifted her chin, and my gaze met her enchanting hazel eyes. She pursed her lips, and I leaned in for a passionate kiss. I pulled her closer at the same time our tongues met each other. The way she reciprocated the kiss had me grinning while we were at it.

So, she did want me. She wanted this. She was probably just being shy and didn’t know how to react to a sexual situation while at work.

She had been such a good, innocent little girl and yet I’d turned her into such a slut for me.

I had to remember that she still became awkward and embarrassed about sex… until I could get her to let her inner freak out for me.

We were both panting as our lips parted. She was looking at me intently without breaking our eye contact. I wished I could read her mind right now. I leaned forward with my thumb gently caressing her soft lips.

“So, tell me, did you write that section in hopes of calling for my presence to fulfill your desires?” I asked as I breathed right onto her soft, long neck.

“I don’t know exactly what you’re getting at but…” she started to say, but she was cut off as the door opened and revealed Seth and Jack arguing while they approached us.

“Seriously, Drew? You too?” Jack complained, with his arms crossed.

I didn’t know what was happening, but something was definitely not adding up.

“Hi, Carrie. Missed me?” Seth asked as he pushed me back and claimed Carrie’s lips.

Jack pulled Seth off her with a force that made him stumble and fall to the floor. Then he tucked Carrie’s hair behind her ear and kissed her aggressively. His hand found its way towards squeezing her ass.

It seemed like Carrie wanted to escape from his grasp, so I yanked Jack by his shoulder and had him share the floor with Seth.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked them both as I hid Carrie behind my back.

“Carrie asked me to be here,” Seth confidently replied.

“Have you gone mad? What do you mean she asked you to?” Jack whined, with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

“For Pete’s sake, man! Carrie, I mean Santa’s Naughty Reindeer, I have come to fulfill your fantasy!” Seth said.

It was then that I realized we had all read between the lines the same way. We all shared the same sentiments and took Carrie’s article as a hint about ourselves.

Fuck.

How could we ever resolve our disagreement and determine which one of us should have the pleasure of fucking Carrie and making her office sex fantasy come true?

Just when I thought I could have Carrie all by myself by thinking ahead, I forgot that I shared the same way of thinking with both of my good friends. We continued arguing until I could no longer contain my patience.

“Let’s get this over with and ask Carrie herself,” I uttered in exasperation.

“I… I don’t mind doing it all with you, all over again. All at once,” Carrie said as she pushed me aside.

And what a sight I saw when I looked at her.

We’d all been so busy locking horns that we’d failed to notice that she’d already stripped down to her panties!

“Shall we light up the Christmas tree?” she said as she playfully ran to the office lounge area.

We ran as fast as we could and came across Carrie on all fours and wearing a reindeer antler headband.

I quickly removed all my clothes and in no time, I was laying on the floor on my back, where I got a good view of her ample bosom. I started kissing and licking her breasts at first, intentionally avoiding her nipples to tease her.

I knew that touching those alone would feel delightful on her end. I thought I would have lasted a little longer while teasing her, but eventually, I gave in first. I nibbled and sucked her erect nipples.

To spice up the nipple play, I stopped sucking and blew cold air on her nipples. She bent her back for a moment as the cold tingles undoubtedly sent a different sensation throughout her body.

I didn’t stop there and instead I began using some teeth. As I took my pants off and eased my big cock into her pussy, I felt very glad to be back inside her!

At the same time, I bit her nipples gently and eventually applied more pressure as the sensual pleasure kept on increasing. I could tell that she hadn’t seen that move coming so I continued surprising her by plunging my ten-inch dick into her drenched pussy even harder, deeper and faster than I had last time.

“Oh, Drew, it feels so good, oh yeah, Boss,” she moaned. “I love how you fuck my pussy. I’ve missed you being inside it. I never want it to be empty without you again.”

I realized that the reason I hadn’t been able to get her off my mind was that I had never felt anything as satisfying as this, now that I was completely filling up the space of her tight hole.

“Fuck yeah, my dick needed your pussy,” I told her. “I’ve been wanting to fuck you so bad. I love how you turn into a little slut for me. For all of us.”

I grabbed her tiny waist and thrust hard in and out of her as deep as I could. I lost count of how many times I had jerked off to her pictures. I had waited for far too many days for this and so had my dick, which was so hard and happy now that Carrie’s wet pussy walls were wrapped around it.

“It feels amazing inside you,” I said as I started to gather speed and own all the sensitive parts inside her love canal.

Meanwhile, Seth started to stretch her asshole to gape wide open.

“Don’t forget about me,” he told Carrie. “Your body can’t possibly feel complete within having this inside it.”

Carrie seemed relaxed as the muscles of her rectal opening loosened more and more as Seth licked and put his fingers inside her ass hole.

One finger. Two fingers. Three fingers. Then one whole hand of his went inside her.

Her tight little ass hole had already adjusted to the slight discomfort, and it was as if it was just waiting for Seth’s massive manhood to fill her opening. He used his spit as a lube for easier penetration.

Then he slid the tip of his throbbing cock into her just a little at first before slowly plunging its whole length inside, letting it rest comfortably half in and half out of her deliciously tiny ass hole for a while.

He started to slightly wiggle his pelvis and pushed it forward a little further up. Then he leaned in to reach Carrie’s shoulders and left gentle kisses on it, trailing down to her back. Through gritted teeth, he squeezed and slapped her reddening butt cheeks hard.

“You’re such a naughty little reindeer for your Santa bosses,” he told her. “I’m going to have to punish you. Hard.”

“Yes, Boss,” she cried out, taking his cock in her pussy like a champ while he pounded it, and seeming to love the way he was spanking her big ass.

Just then, he began ramming his tool back and forth in her ass, matching the rhythm of his breathing. With Carrie on all fours, she obviously felt the intensity of the friction and indulged in pleasure as she felt every inch of Seth’s nearly horse-sized cock.

“Oh God, you fucking little office slut, your asshole’s amazing. How can you possibly take all of this into your tiny little hole back here?” Seth asked her while clenching his teeth.

Looking in the mirror, he brushed his hair back while admiring his physique and channeling his inner Patrick Bateman from American Psycho.

Muffled moans escaped Carrie’s mouth as Jack pounded his hard-rock cock in and out of it, touching the back of her throat from the get-go.

“You have been a naughty reindeer, and now you definitely do deserve to be punished!” he said, as he threw her antler headbands off and pulled his dick out for a second.

She took deep breaths, one after the other. Jack grabbed her by the hair and her saliva started dripping from her mouth. He pinched her cheeks and spat inside her mouth. Getting even rougher, he slapped her face and choked her using his fingers.

Carrie looked as if she was about to throw up when suddenly, Jack stuffed her mouth once more with his massive member, saying, “Yeah, take it again; take all of it, my little slut.”

Her fingers grazed the shaft to somehow lessen the tension and block the full length of his cock. She moved her grip at a steady pace, matching the rhythm of her head as his dick was moving in and out of her mouth.

Jack pulled his cock out after awhile, and slapped her cheeks with it. Then he shoved it in again, aiming at the bony roof of Carrie’s mouth.

He played with the different textures inside her oral cavity as he pierced his pole like a sword into the soft surface of the inside of her cheek. Popping sounds filled the room as his manhood slid in and out.

“That’s it, you naughty little reindeer slut. Look at me as I facefuck you!” Jack said with a smug expression on his face.

Carrie’s eyes widened as he grabbed her head and forcefully pounded his pelvis back and forth, causing his cock to pummel her mouth more and more.

She tried to cover her mouth with her hands, but Seth grabbed her arms from behind. With her back bent, along with her holes stuffed all at once, she found herself defenseless.

And yet she was smiling nonetheless.

I loved how we were using and abusing her, and even more than that, my favorite thing was that I loved how much she loved it.

Carrie was gagging for a second, which caused her saliva to keep on dripping out of her mouth. The blowjob was starting to get sloppy, which no doubt added extreme oral stimulation for both parties.

Carrie shrieked in pleasure as her lower extremities wriggled with sensation. She just came with my dick still inside her and it was now all covered with her cream. She was nearing exhaustion as she had already cum three times.

“You’re lucky I’m not your boss. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have a day off!”

While all of us tried to catch our breaths, I remembered that specific comment on her post. It was safe to say that the person who had left it and I thought alike!

I lifted Carrie and took her over to stand by the window. Jack and Seth stood behind her. Soft kisses landed on her arms and shoulders while we caressed her body, which was glistening in sweat. Even her sweat smelled delicious, though, and I found myself loving everything about her.

Am I falling for this girl for real? I wondered.

I already knew that I was. And it seemed that my friends were, too, because we didn’t usually have cuddle time with a woman we were fucking in the past.

It would be a Christmas miracle if she had turned their hearts of stone soft!

The gentle treatment didn’t last long, as both Jack and Seth claimed the space of her asshole together. She exclaimed in pain as she felt her anus being ripped open. With her mouth wide open, her squeaky voice filled the air.

I would have wanted to thrust my dick inside her mouth but from hearing her loud and sexy moans, I couldn’t help but get turned on so much that I wanted more than just her mouth! As the two took pleasure in some backdoor action, I sat on the floor right across her pelvis.

“Look out the window. Seems like someone’s watching us,” Seth said suddenly.

“If that’s the case then we have to give them a show,” Carrie said, as she leaned forward with her soaked breasts pressed against the glass.

“Your wish is our command,” Jack obliged and rammed his tool inside her ass hole as he continued slapping Carrie’s crimson-dyed butt cheeks.

I found myself stroking my cock as I ate her pussy. I wanted to devour her sweet little box and make her feel as good as she was making me feel.

With a loud sloppy sucking noise, I consumed all the juice from the explosive orgasm she’d had earlier.

“Oh, yeah, Boss, that feels so good!” she cried out, as her pussy walls quivered around my mouth.

Just when I thought I had her vagina all cleaned up, she was dripping wet again! It seemed like I developed a habit of teasing her, but I just couldn’t help it.

I caressed her inner thighs and licked every inch of her skin. The taste of her sweat mixed along with her pussy juices soon had me begging for more.

I started to lick the entrance of her pussy. I blew through some of her skin that was wet from my saliva for some sensory play and sent a cold tingling sensation all along her body for added oral stimulation. I felt her body twitch as she pushed her pelvis out and cooed.

“Oh, yes, Boss, yesssssss!”

“Time for some tongue action.”

I skillfully maneuvered my tongue to find her clit. While I moved it in a circular motion, I shoved my fingers inside to cover all the bases of her erogenous zones. I nibbled through her insides and thrust my hand faster and deeper.

My fingers soon found their way to her G-spot, and I kept touching it as she screamed in delight.

It was music to my ears!

I stopped stroking my cock for a while to use both of my hands and stretch her labia out. Then I buried my face and sucked her pussy. I smirked as she grabbed my hair, with her nails digging through my scalp.

Her legs wiggled all around and the sound of my lips lapping up her wetness intensified. She screamed at the top of her lungs and spurted thick fluids right into my face. I had to wipe my eyes off because I thought I had caught some. I let out a chuckle as I realized that the tables had turned.

While the four of us all seemed worn out from cumming nonstop, our sexual energy said otherwise.

None of my two friends or I seemed to be able to get enough of our naughty little slutty reindeer.

At least, I knew I certainly couldn’t.

And my friends’ excitement to continue the action told me that they couldn’t, either.

From the windows to the couch and onto the floor, from the table to the stairs and then to our office chairs, the three of us used every space of the building to grant Carrie’s office sex fantasy… while also indulging our own, over and over and over again.

For the grand finale, I carried her body towards a big box that was wrapped up as a gift like the one that had started it all.

As she touched herself with her hand fondling her breasts with her fingers in and out of her vagina, Jack, Seth, and I stood around her.

My hands picked up speed as I jerked myself off while not letting go of my gaze on the perfect Christmas present right that was before my eyes.

This was like getting to relive the best sex of my life and having all my fantasies come true along with fulfilling hers.

I knew I couldn’t hold on much longer and that I would soon be pushed over the edge to orgasm just from looking at Carrie’s gorgeous, naked curves.

I started to sense the familiar feeling in my rapid breathing.

With my toes all curled up along with the sudden muscle restrain, I blasted my load all over Carrie’s hourglass-like figure and her sweet, innocent-looking little face. Then Jack and Seth came together at the same time and splashed her body with more jizz.

“Yeah, take our cum all over you like the little office slut that you are,” Jack said.

I shared the sentiment, but I was feeling too good to talk.

All I could do was let out soft grunts after the explosive orgasm. Just then, Carrie held my dick and slurped the cum off its head, leaving my body squirming in delight.

Jack and Seth laughed at the sight as they seemed to be able to witness my soul leaving my body right there and then.

“You really did want us to come here and fuck you altogether, didn’t you?” Seth asked Carrie incredulously.

“Sure I did. I had to return the favor, after all,” Carrie said, while her fingers wiped our cum off her lips seductively.

The way she licked her hands while our bodily fluids were still dripping off every inch of her body got me lusting for more again until I heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps approaching.

Oh, fuck.

I couldn’t believe my eyes as I squinted towards the person who had walked in.

It was Sabrina.

What the hell?

How had my secretary managed to follow me out here without my knowing about it until now?

Had she been the one watching us?

Did she know what we were up to?

And if so, what was she going to do if she had seen why I had been so anxious to fly to this office?

She had already been jealous and wanted me to want her… and now this.

I had a feeling that my perfect holiday was about to turn quite ugly.

But it was still all worth it because my cock was satisfied by Carrie and my heart was pounding with love for her.

Love that I never even though I believed in until now.

I guess the Christmas miracle had actually happened inside of me.

And now I wanted to do whatever I had to do to keep feeling this feeling, not just on Christmas but all year long.

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