Kinky Christmas Party

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It's the time of the year that I tell my holiday erotic stories. I am going to start this holiday season off with how I ended up handcuffed and spanked at 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 sweet, wet pussy before, but I've had a threesome with her and her boyfriend. So it wasn't a surprise when she asked me if I wanted to join her at her company Christmas party.

I should probably mention that she works 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. Now, 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 is also surrounded by correctional officers.

I love 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. Anyway, on to my story. Obviously, the party wouldn't be held at work, which I found slightly disappointing, but I still dressed to the nines.

I had a short black miniskirt and a festive red blouse with my tits sitting high in my push-up bra. I also had on a black thong and some heels. I knew there was no guarantee that I would meet someone I would want to hook up with.

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 co-workers 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 their uniform. She practically had to wipe the drool off my chin when we walked in. 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 he was already hard, so I looked him right in the eye as I walked away 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 wrist.

I resisted a little. I don't tolerate behavior like that here, he said, breathing heavily into my ear. Before you can be released, you need to learn your lesson.

I pressed back against him. 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 him. Then I felt him pull my panties down.

He pressed me up against the wall and slid his dick 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. Well, that is all for this week's hot holiday story.

If you simply cannot wait until next week, you can always visit me at www.thehendrix.com. See you next time, darling.