Christmas Party [group]

After my last story, I had a little drought and was left wanting something, anything. I could not pull a party like I had last time because I was back home and everybody would know immediately. Our companies Christmas party was coming up, and I was not excited to go. I did not get along with most of the guys at work, and the majority was my father’s age and nowhere as nice as my father’s friends. I did not really like let alone fancy any of them and sure as hell not going to touch them.

However, this was the first party in quite a while and even if I was not about to do anything naughty I was sure as hell going to get drunk. Little did I know that it would turn into my sluttiest night to date.

It all started pretty calmly with a dinner and some beers. As soon as the food was gone the guys began ordering hard liquor and of course I had to drink one or two each time.
As the night progressed, I got drunker, and slowly but surely the first people left. We had some more liquor and some more liquor. I checked my watch. It was past midnight, but I was unable to figure out how late. I tried to walk to the bathroom, but I was stumbling more than anything.

My little break took a little longer. I kept leaning against random walls. I was the only woman left so I knew nobody would be coming into the women’s restroom anyway, but when I was washing my hands, the door opened. It was my supervisor. I leaned on the sink, at least I was not falling over. He came closer and stopped only stopped when he was already brushing against me.

He claimed he wanted to check on me and see if I was alright. I could feel his big hand on my small firm ass. I did not like him at all. We were always at odds, but it was so nice to be grabbed again. To have a strong hand grab me again. The alcohol was blocking any doubts, and I felt horny even though he was usually one of the last people on earth I would have allowed to touch me.

I leaned against him instead, and he started exploring my butt with his hand. His other hand started wandering around my back, but soon it found my left breast, and he started groping me through my shirt and my bra. It was so nice having my buttons pushed again. I even started moaning a little and rubbed against him as he had his fun groping my ass and tits.

In a short moment of clarity realised standing in a bathroom drunk with one’s idiot of a supervisor groping you is probably not the best place to be in the world. I stumbled past him and out the bathroom door. When I returned most had left, and it was just four or five of the heavier drinkers left. All of them well past their prime, around my father’s age. I reached out to touch a wall to keep my balance. That is when I felt my supervisor move up behind me. He pressed himself against my back and supported me by grabbing my hips. I leaned against him again, and he immediately started rubbing his groin against my ass. It was nice to get the attention, and when I felt his hand open my jeans, I decided I just wanted to be fucked no matter what.

My jeans dropped to the floor. Now I am sure the other four must have watched at least from this point forward, but at the time I did not even notice them let alone care. His right arm reached around me and grabbed my left breast. With his strong grip at least I was not going to fall over. His left hand started rubbing and probing my panties. When his big fingers pushed over my klit, I did not give a shit about anything anymore I just wanted a dick inside me. Any dick. With only my panties on I was pushing back against his groin, and I could feel his erection.

I rubbed my ass against it imagining it inside me. He did not let me suffer too long. When he bent me forward over the table, my panties were gone in no time. I grabbed the opposide edge of the table and spread my legs a little. He was inside me without a hesitation. First only a little bit. Once, twice and suddenly he pushed himself all the way into my tight little fuck-hole. He kept banging full force. I did not feel much due to the alcohol, but I was smiling all the way happy to be fucked again. Just excited to have someone put his hard dick inside me.

I was sure I would not be able to come, but I did not care I just wanted to keep getting fucked. Even though I was drunk, I felt extremely slutty for letting him fuck me like that. At the same time, I was incredibly turned on by just how naughty I was beeing. Giving away my body to anybody especially these old douches from work, and I knew the did not like me, but judging by how stiff he was and how hard he was pounding my young pussy, it seemed like he at least liked my firm body well enough.

He kept banging away for what felt like ages and I enjoyed every second of it. I wished for it to get more and more intense, but I knew he could only fuck me so hard. With one hand I tried to get my breasts out of my top, which was quite a struggle since I was not wearing anything revealing for once, but finally, I did it, and my big tits were swinging to his beat. I could not stop myself from playing with my nipple.

He finished, and I felt extremely unsatisfied, which was no surprise considering the amount of alcohol I had consumed. I crawled onto the table and turned around. Lying on my back, I started playing with my breast and slowly rubbing my clit. I knew I would not climax like this, but I was just so drunk and horny I was basically on autopilot. I mostly had my eyes closed and enjoyed my of wetness on my fingers. As I opened my eyes one of the other men had already positioned himself in front of me. I thought I might as well let the old bastard have a go and spread my legs wide.

He went deep inside right away, but his slow fucking was underwhelming, to say the least. I told him to fuck me harder again and again, and at least he put a little more force into it. I started rubbing my clit again. Slow at first, but getting quicker and quicker to make up for his lack of power. With the other hand, I was pinching my nipple again. Thinking about how slutty I was behaving finally got me a little closer to climaxing, but with his slow-moving dick, I just could not come.

I was so happy when he came inside me, and his friend took his place. He was not only bigger but determined to fuck me as hard as he could. I stopped rubbing myself and grabbed both my big breasts tight. He went so deep and hard inside me, it hurt, but it felt so good, and the pure thought of his old dick fucking moving inside my tight pussy, which was still dripping with his friend’s cum finally did the trick for me. It must have been only a minute until I came and he just kept fucking me.

I do have a little bit of a memory gap between my orgasm and the next morning, but I am pretty sure the other one or two guys had a go as well. I am sure however I was blowing the waiter later on, and the next morning I woke up at his place in bed next to him. He was still asleep. I had one of my worst hangovers ever, but I did not just want to sneak out.

I started licking his shaft, but remaining head down was not a good idea in my state. So I lied back down and jerked him off. He woke up and got hard as soon as had started licking him and seemed content with playing with my breasts while I finished the handjob.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7l93vl/christmas_party_group