When I said yes to the invite, I didn’t expect a kinky Christmas party
My girlfriend and I are like two peas in a pod. We do almost everything together. Not only have I had her hot wet pussy, but I’ve had a threesome with her and her boyfriend, and I’ve let her set me up on numerous dates. So, it wasn’t a surprise when she asked me if I wanted to join her at the company Christmas party when her boyfriend was busy. I should probably mention she is a nurse. At the state prison. Obviously, I didn’t expect it to be a kinky Christmas party. But she and I do everything together. And I was happy to be her date.
There may have been more to my decision to go
Truth be told, I love a bad boy. I constantly joke with her about being surrounded by guys all day long. Basically, my wet dream. And she’s also surrounded by correctional officers. I love myself a man in uniform! Whether she thinks it or not, I’m convinced she has the best job. Where lots of fun could happen. And I’m not just talking about what happens during a kinky Christmas party. I think about her handcuffed in an empty cell. With a guard having his way with her. Or maybe an inmate.
We headed to the bar
Obviously, the party wouldn’t be held at her work. Which I found slightly disappointing. But I still dressed to the nines. I had on a short black miniskirt and a festive red blouse, with my tits sitting high in my push-up bra. Add a black thong and some heels, and I was ready to go. I knew there was no guarantee I’d meet someone I wanted to hook up with. But nothing says a good Christmas party like a kinky Christmas party! And I was game.
Naturally, she works with mostly men. But I didn’t expect a bar full of them when we got there! She waved to two other female nurses as we made our way to the bar. Other than that, it was all men. A few guys must have come right from work because they were still in uniform. She practically had to wipe the drool off my chin when we walked in.
I was ready for a kinky Christmas party
I walked up to one of the guards who was still in uniform and started flirting. He was looking right down my shirt as I fingered the handcuffs hanging from his belt.
“I’ve been a naughty girl,” I whispered as I let my hand brush over his crotch. “Are you going to punish me?”
I could feel that he was already hard. So, I looked him right in the eye and walked into the bathroom, instantly turning this into a kinky Christmas party. It was a single stall, and I didn’t lock the door behind me. Moments later, he came in. He grabbed me by the waist and turned me around, locking his handcuffs around my wrists. I resisted a little. But once they clasped around me, there wasn’t much I could do.
“We don’t tolerate behavior like that here,” he said as he breathed heavily in my ear. “Before you can be released, you need to learn your lesson.”
I pressed back against him, and he lifted my skirt up. Next thing I knew, I felt a sharp smack right against my ass. I cried out at first. But then he told me that’s not what a good prisoner does. I could feel the metal of the handcuffs against my skin as I tried to squirm out of them. Then I felt him pull my panties down.
This was turning into quite the kinky Christmas party
He pressed me up against the wall and slid his cock right inside my dripping wet pussy. As he thrust into me, he continued to slap my ass. And then he pounded that hard dick into me until he filled my pussy with his cum.
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