Under The Mistletoe - Sex Stories

Under The Mistletoe

... who seemed the whole time to be groping her ass under her skirt. The whole time she had an erotic, hot look on her face that turned me on even more. After the next round Karen lost again. When she walked up to me she whispered, "Honey, I think I may have gone a little too far," and lifted up her skirt. Her panties were torn in pieces, and hanging off one of her thighs. Her pussy was red and soaked. She saw my look of surprise and confessed. "That was John. When I stood next to him, he turned me around and put his hands under my skirt. He ripped my panties a bit and pushed them to the side. and. . . and. . ." "...and what?" I insisted. "Well, he pushed his thing up in me, sweetie. He pushed his big thing up inside my cooch and just me rocked back and forth with it inside me while he groped my boobs. I didn't know what to do! I wanted to stop him, I swear. But it felt really good and the lights were dim, so I thought it would be okay if I let just one of your coworkers fuck me for a little bit. Is that okay, honey? I know you wanted me to be naughty and show off, so it's okay if I let the guys you work with fuck me a little bit, too, right?" That was shocking to me. I was fine with them seeing Karen topless and even naked, and feeling her up a little bit, but actually fucking my wife? But something else suddenly struck me. "Wait, what do you mean 'the guys'? You said it was just John," I said. She hesitated. "Well, at first it was. But maybe some of the other husbands noticed, ...

... I don't know, but after him they all started trying to push their cocks up inside my cooch. Every guy I got under the mistletoe with reached under my skirt and ripped my panties a bit more and then stuck his thing up inside me. Even your boss did! He was so eager that I think he even squirted his cum up inside me!" She looked at my reluctant expression. "But that's okay, right honey?" she whispered. "That's what you always wanted, isn't it? You wanted your hot naughty wife to tease all your coworkers and show off her boobs for them and let them fuck her a little bit?" My hesitation faded away. The way she was saying it turned me on even more, and now that she had already fucked several of the guys, it wasn't going to get any worse. "Let me take these off and make it a little easier," I whispered back, and ripped off her panties completely. "I love you!" she fiercely whispered back, and joined the group of women again. On the next round, Karen ended up with Brad again. I watched as he immediately bent her over the back of the nearby chair and seemed to stick his cock into my wife's cunt. In the dim light I could see Karen's mouth drop open as my coworker who's had a crush on her for years pumped his dick in and out of her while he fondled her tits. When the lights came on, Christine walked up to me and asked me to remove her bra. "Let's pretend this didn't happen at work tomorrow," she said and smiled. I smiled and unclasped her bra, and took a few seconds to grope her small ...