Theatres Staff Christmas Party [26]

One of the hospitals I worked at had a Neuro unit that had a roof terrace, it was fabulous and very art deco.  It spanned the entire building and had a large central enclosed area that was used for storing beds and other equipment with a wing either side that was open air and over looked South London.

So, one Christmas I had been at the traditional Theatres Staff Christmas party.  It was renowned for being a party where you had to keep your wits about you.  The theatre ODA’s had a habit of upping the punch alcohol level and well, I am sure you can imagine the effect.  Well, to cut a long story short During my training I was shadowing a critical care nurse in the theatres for a few days a few weeks before the Christmas period and this was maybe mid-December.  

The Theatre staff party wasn’t like other Hospital Christmas parties, they tended to start late all things considered (well, 9pm-ish) so I had finished my shift and was leaning on a desk being chatted up by an ODA called Dave.  We were maybe an hour in to the party I was… well… a little sozzled.  I wasn’t rolling drunk or anything, but I was merry.  Dave knew me from elsewhere within the hospital and we had hooked up once at a Nursing home party earlier in the year.  So, he knew I was game and introduced me to Clive, a new, and rather good-looking theatre ODA.  Dave suggested we go somewhere quieter and so we headed out into the corridor and got in the lift and went to the top floor. 

“I want to show Clive the roof terrace, are you okay with that love?” Dave asked me.  I smiled and nodded.  I knew whenever I got off with a guy and he had his mate with him it virtually always ended in a threesome.  I didn’t mind, I was quite up for sex and like I say Clive was quite a hunk.
 
As you come out of the lift you are greeted with a jumble of stored equipment scattered around the room, every hospital has an area like this. 

“Through here…” said Dave, using a large Assa key that all staff carried to open a door to the South terrace “We hold barbeques in summer”

The three of us stepped out and I could see Clive was impressed.  I had seen it before and really do think it is a lovely place.  Anyway, I was cold and so I told them I wanted to go back in.

We did so and Dave locked up but then said, “Look at this” as he led us to a side room that had beds and mattresses lining the walls.  Clive just followed quietly, Dave was clearly used to these shenanigans but to Clive I think it was all new. 
 
“Let me warm you up babes” Dave grinned as he pulled me to him, his lips crushing against mine.  Before I knew what was happening he was undressing me.  Like I say, I was a little tipsy and didn’t really pay much attention to Clive and soon I was stark naked and bending over with Dave’s very hard cock in mouth.  It was quite cool up there, and I shivered a little but it was soon forgotten.



I sucked the tip hard, squeezing my fist tight around his shaft.  Dave was an average size, his shaft was so pale but his balls hung low, they were full.  I might not be the best at oral but given the right circumstances I really enjoy it and when I am in that mood I crave the taste of cum.  I’d like to add here that most of the time I do not like semen in my mouth, I only get like it after alcohol really.  I get a little booze enhanced courage and suddenly think I am the most desirable thing around so I just go a little crazy.   
 
I became aware of fingers slipping along my moist cleft, opening me carefully.  I guessed Clive had woken up to what was happening.  I ran my hand quickly along Dave’s pole, twisting as I did so. My other hand went between my thighs to reassure Clive.  I rested my hand on his and rotated my hips, smearing my juices on his fingers, a couple of which were buried the middle knuckle inside me.  I tend to be a little wary of men ‘fingering’ me because I have been scratched a lot in the past like that.  Not this time though, I was wet and his fingers were working wonderfully.  Pretty early on I shivered and came into his palm, just a dribble but I think it still surprised him, I could sense him showing his wet hand to Dave over my shoulder.

“Slow down babe, slow down” Dave gasped.  Smiling to myself I was merciful and eased off, just sucking his glans with all my strength. “Oh, fuck that’s good” he added.
Clive knelt behind me and inserting a thumb into me he started to finger-fuck me hard and fast.  It was my turn to gasp and I did whilst Dave’s cock still throbbed against my tongue.  Clive was good, he used his wet thumbs to squeeze my clitoral hood and I felt the cold air caress my hardening button.  I wanted to cum again, my body demanded it. 

“Fuck me… Fuck me HARD” I gasped a little drunkenly to Clive before taking Dave deeply into my mouth once more.  It’s funny how you feel like you are being so sexy when you have had a drink but actually you look a bit silly.  Well, Clive decided to take me at my word.  He stood and I felt a strong hand on my bottom, his thumb pulling open my bum cheeks.  I felt his penis nuzzling my wet, winking vaginal opening and then I nearly bit down on Dave’s throbbing cock as Clive’s fat cock sank to the balls in one long, hard, wet thrust.  I wasn’t away of him putting on a condom, something I would normally insist on especially with a completely new lover.  Clearly, he had though.
 
Dave and Clive both laughed as I squealed around Dave’s cock and Clive grasped my hips and started to fuck me hard, slamming into me with each thrust pushing me onto Dave.
“MmmmmMMmmmmMMMmmmMMMmm” I groaned around Dave’s leaping cock but Clive showed no mercy, his fat cockhead slamming into my little cervix deep inside me.
 
“You like a hard fucking, do you?” Clive asked ramming harder still, I could sense him looking at Dave and smiling.
“MmMMmm” I nodded, my head bobbing on Dave’s pulsating cock.
 
Strong thumbs pressed my hips, tilting my body forward exposing more of my wet pussy to Clive.  He hammered into me, knocking the breath from me and causing me to choke a few times on Dave’s cock. 
“Don’t stop for fucks sake…” Dave groaned, I could feel him swelling and leaping in my mouth, he was going to climax any moment.  Behind me Clive was like a pile driver.  It hurt, but in a fantastically nice way.  The slaps were really wet now and just then Clive growled “You are so hot babe” he then directed to Dave “She’s liking this” I suspect he was referring to the fact my juices were lathering up around his shaft and balls.
 
Dave was leaning on a bed, flicking his hips and he let out a low moan as he ejaculated hard into my mouth.

“Mmmmm” I gasped as his hot seed spilled onto my tongue.  I squeezed and milked his shaft, my other hand juggling and massaging his balls.  I felt a few fierce squirts and then he gently eased his cock from my lips causing a little semen to spill from my mouth and down my chin.  Using the back of my hand I wiped it away as I looked up at him through my eyelashes.

“Fuck you are adorable” Dave groaned as I swallowed his sperm, his red, swollen cock bouncing and dripping little spits and spots of seed onto the dusty floor. 
I grasped the edge of the bed as Clive powered into me, there was no let up.  Dave was standing beside us now, squeezing my swinging breasts “Nice one mate, fuck her harder, HARDER” Dave grinned.  “Damn that looks so hot”.   My whole body was bouncing with each hard smack and I was aware of wetness trickling down one of my inner thighs.  A little alcohol and a delicious fucking can really get me producing the juices.  Clive was probably an average sized guy, but his cock was reasonably thick and he used all of it to devastating effect.  He withdrew to a point where it felt to me like he had withdrawn only to smack back into me forcefully, his balls swinging upwards and spanking my yawning sex.  I kept climaxing, gasping down at the floor as fingers pinched my nipples and clit and a cock drove relentlessly into my belly.  I writhed, sliding my hips as I went onto tip toes. 
 
My nipples became super sensitive at once and I gently eased Dave’s fingers away, that happens to me when I orgasm a lot.  It builds from behind my knees and up to my vagina and also from the base of my neck down my chest to my breasts.  I could never hide my arousal; my areola darkens and swell significantly as do my labia majora.
“Oh, fuck I am going to cum…” Clive gasped, his rhythm speeding up, reaching a crescendo.  His groin smacked loudly against my bottom until quietly he started to climax.  He plunged into me as deeply as he could, his hands holding me tightly in position as he unloaded inside me, filling the tip of his condom.  I could feel him pulsing and tilting his hips upwards to empty himself whilst buried in my deepest reaches, it was so primal, lots of men do it, it’s like they are trying to climb back into the womb.  Clive eventually relaxed and withdrew reluctantly leaving me to lean forward on an orthopaedic bed.
 
“Gosh boys…” I gasped, turning around so my bottom rested against the edge of the bed, pushing my groin out at them.  I smiled softly, I wanted more sex.  I can be a shocking tease, I am aware of it, but I only do it for fun, there’s no malice so when I say I reached down and gently fingered my clitoris and parted my legs to let them see just how wet I was, yes, I was being naughty.
 
It got the desired result because immediately Dave stepped over to me and cupped my very warm, very wet pussy and squeezed.  He lifted me onto the mattress like that and gently but insistently pushed me back.  His palms cupped the insides of my thighs and he opened them, spreading my legs to reveal my well fucked pussy leaking fluids.

 
 
He leaned over and I shivered as he breathed on my openness before moving on to gently suckle my clitoris. I just reached up over my head and stretched like a contented cat to let him know I was his to do with whatever he wanted.
I find it a major turn on when a man is so confident of his sexuality that he will eat a pussy that another man has just penetrated.  Some won’t go near my vagina after their mate has been inside me even in a condom.  Then there are those that really get me tingling who simply don’t care if I am full of semen, they want my pussy and couldn’t care less about other men’s sperm filling it.  However, Dave was a proper 90’s man and he had no fear.  I could feel his tongue rasping deep into my folds.  He gently chewed my labia minor and majora and I rewarded him by cumming on his tongue multiple times.
 
After a while Dave ended up on his back and I was above him, my back to him as I reverse cowgirled him.
 
 
 
 
I rotated my hips, enveloping Dave’s cock wetly.  As Clive climbed onto the bed with us I smiled gently “Lick me…” I cooed and he bent his head and suckled gently on my clitoris.  I can’t even begin to tell you how erotic it is fucking two men.  Being the object of their attention and desire is just such a thrill for me.  Feeling Clive’s tongue delving into my folds, slipping into my hood and coating my bugling clitoris with his saliva whilst Dave’s cock eased into my slippery hole, so close to Clive’s mouth.  It was so erotic I was just shivering and climaxing constantly, in fact I am as I write this now remembering. 
 
“Do you have room for another?” Clive smiled, his tongue darting out to lap at me as if I needed convincing.

“You can try” I smiled “I am wet enough…”

Clive rolled a condom over his manhood and leaned over me, guiding the tip of his cock into my already full pussy.  Now I have done this a few times, sometimes successfully sometimes not so successfully.  I am fairly small and if one of the cocks is quite large the only way they have managed is for both cocks to withdraw and kind of press together and edge inside me together.  It can be painful and to be completely honest it’s not something I am crazy about but guys sometimes seem to like doing it so if can accommodate them I will.  Tonight, though I was in a crazy state of arousal and even though Clive’s penis was a little on the thick size I manged to take them both quite easily.  Clive still wore the same condom, I could see the tip full of sperm as he joined him mate inside me.


 
“Holy fuck babe, I could fuck you forever…” groaned Dave as he obviously felt Clive slip into me alongside him.  I was looking down and it’s fair to say my vagina was obscenely stretched and within a few moments of them fucking me their cocks were joined together by my slippery juices.
I barely moved, most of the fucking was Clive.  He smiled down at me with each inward thrust “I think you are going to have to rest your little pussy for a while after this…” 
 
I thought he was probably right, however, I found my vagina quickly shrank back to normal after even the most extreme stretching… It just didn’t always feel like it had.
 
Clive had to keep stopping, Dave and he were trying to time their orgasm, I loved it when a couple of men worked together in that way.  Hands stroked my tummy and hips, squeezed my breasts, thumbed my clitoris and I honestly have no idea how many orgasms I achieved, but it was prodigious.  By the time they were both ready to cum I was just a dripping, perspiring mess.  Dave came moments before Clive signalled with a groan from behind me and Clive started to thrust hard, the wet squelching noises filled the room.  “Ooooh” he groaned, clearly ejaculating inside me for a second time that night.  He just kept thrusting and withdrew suddenly leaving me to feel cool air inside my sex.  He wrenched off the condom, his cock was dripping semen but his fist beat the shaft hard and fast and within perhaps half a minute he ejaculated again, not much but I felt the spits and spots on my quivering, orgasm flushed tummy. 
 


We all disengaged and as I lay back on the mattress I felt cool air deep inside my gaping sex.  “I need a little rest” I smiled, the alcohol and frantic fucking had left me drowsy.
I laid there for a while, Dave disappeared off back to the party and I ended up sucking Clive to a third climax and although he didn’t cum much I will say he achieved an impressively firm erection. 



That was a Christmas party I wouldn’t forget in a hurry.  xx