My boyfriend, 38 and 7 years older than me, planned to celebrate the holiday despite several work obligations that keep us from spending time with our family. He intends to spend the day playing games and drinking wine at his flat with a few coworkers and possibly some neighbors.

Jeric discussed his plan with me before the night of the Christmas party, where he expected me to wear a sexy outfit. I offered to help, but he assured me there was no need to worry.

I became so preoccupied with work that I failed to realize how revealing my outfit was. As I looked in the mirror, the small red corset and thigh-high skirt of my Santa elf costume surprised me. Imagining my boyfriend's growing cock added to my excitement, making me forget we were not alone for the evening. Later, I made my way to Jeric's apartment.

Hearing men's voices causes anxiety, yet I rang the doorbell before backing down, and someone promptly opened the door.

"Oh, wow. Hi," he greeted, trying desperately to look into my eyes only.

Before I greeted back, Jeric showed up behind and asked me to go inside. "You're finally here. Let's go inside so I can introduce you," he guided me, his arms around my waist.

"Oh, this is my boss, Hunt," Jeric introduces us, feeling his big hand squeezing a little makes me shiver. He knows it for sure. The glint in his eyes can tell what dirty thought this old man thinks.

Jeric introduced me to Hunt, a 56-year-old man with a Herculean physique, as we approached the indoor pool where another man greeted us.

Feeling embarrassed, my boyfriend asked me to parade my outfit in front of our guest, Rider, a 57-year-old neighbor with a strong physique, who suggested I do a twirl. I looked to Jeric for permission and did a twirl, accidentally flashing my G-string underneath the red skirt.

Hearing the whistle makes me more embarrassed. As we eat and drink over the next half hour, I can't shake the feeling of being observed, particularly their gaze lingering on my thighs, as if expecting an accidental revelation.

Jeric directed us to head into the dining room at ten o'clock that night. Where we noticed the arrangement of three chairs. I turned to my boyfriend, who casually sent me a wink.

"Well, what have we got here, man? Are we playing a kids' game now?" Rider asks while confidently taking his seat. Hunt follows him, while my boyfriend sits nearby holding his cellphone that plays smooth jazz.

"Girl, you give me a good feeling, ooh, ooh so good," Rider groaned as he looked at me.

"I'm asking you, baby, to get it on with me, ooh, ooh… Damn, that's a nice song." Hunt sang it sinfully, giving me a side glance.

"Come here, baby. Don't just stand away from us," he said, waiting for me to walk towards him. With a deep sigh, I went towards him.

He was rubbing my waist and proposed playing a children’s game called musical play, seeking suggestions from the two gentlemen.

"I have an idea, but the final decision was up to you and, of course, to our girl," Hunt started.

My boyfriend just nodded, wanting to hear his thoughts, then Hunt continued: "How about when the music stops, your girl will sit on the nearest man's lap and dry hump him?" He finished with a lecherous glint in his eyes, making me whimper.

"We simply remain seated throughout the night. Just getting dry humped by his girl." Rider laughed, but his mind ran through a lot of scenarios once he got the girl on his lap.

Jeric coaxed me, framing it as a Christmas gift for him. He attempts to comfort and seduce me while caressing my waist and moving his hands beneath my skirt.

Breaths become heavy, and I agree with them. I sigh as he gives my ass a little squeeze before starting the new music.

I moved around them, getting into the music, swaying my hips. The music paused, facing my boyfriend's smirking face. I shook my head with a silly smile and then sat on his lap.

I sway to the beat, feeling his arousal close to me, with only minimal clothing separating us from intimacy. He threw his phone to Hunt and then grabbed my ass, squeezing it.

Jeric slapped my ass before I could stand up after Hunt played the music again and got the phone from him.

When the music stopped, I paused in front of Rider, who's exposed and visibly aroused. I glance at my guy, who's eagerly expecting the moment. I am certain of it, given that his hand is furiously stroking his bulge. I gulped before lowering my ass, but he had firmly pulled up my skirt, and my bare ass landed on his lap.

I can feel his hardness as he holds my thighs open and requests that I hold my skirt, allowing him to see how my pussy wet his girth. "Ohhh fuck," I gasped as I wrapped my nearly naked pussy over his cock. With his bare cock, he discovered my dampness.

He pulled down my red corset before groping them. Making me moan a little louder, "Aahhh hmmm."

The music resumed while they watched me, striving to steady my trembling legs. Jeric suggested, "Just shake your breasts for us, baby, or jump up and down around us till the music stops." I gave him a provocative gesture while attempting to dance, lifting my hands upward and then gliding them down my body.

They enjoyed it in the meantime. Before the music stopped, as soon as I sat down, he slid his hand under my skirt, his lips curled into a big smile and said, "Our naughty elf needs our candy cane."

I felt lightheaded as he petted my kitty, displaying the mess I made in his hand to the men, "That's my baby, and her creamy tacos," Jeric proudly said, letting his friend's grin and thumbs up.

Hunt asked, "Want my tip of my cock inside you?"

"No, please," I cried out, my breath heaving and my words cracking.

He tore my G-string and suggested I might desire more than just the tip. Seated on his lap, I experience a sensation akin as our illicit actions escalate, with his hips twisting to facilitate full contact.

"Ohhhh! Ahhhh!" moaning to the unexpected pleasure, feeling my body move deeply as he gripped my hips and picked up his pace, driving both of us to roar with our pleasure.

"Ohhhh! Fuck!!" He looked at my boyfriend before lifting me and positioned me against the wall, securing my legs around his waist.

He slammed his body into me with brutal force, impaling me violently with his killer cock, and crushing me between him and the wall behind me.

He bust a nut on my stomach before he helped and guided me towards my boyfriend, lounging on our preferred tantra sofa with no clothes.

I leaned over him, my breast on his face. He grabbed my boobs, squeezed them, and licked and sucked my hard nipples, making a wet noise.

I felt the intensity of their gazes, which stirred both excitement and desire within me, as their striking features captivated my attention alongside their saluting crotches and tempted me to taste them.

Spreading my legs on the Tantra sofa, I gripped the cock in my hand, rubbing it on my wet slit while staring at Jeric with sultry eyes. "Do you want me to lower myself down onto this big, fat cock?"

"Yes, baby, hmmm, ride my cock. Let them watch how you bounce your own body to chase the high from my cock," Jeric said, and fondled and juggled my breast in his large palm.

We both moaned as I finally slid on his cock. He didn't wait for me to adjust as he rammed me with his vigorous thrusts, elicited loud moans and whimpers from me like a wounded kitten.

He flipped me to the upper part of the sofa, hair cascading down. He passionately explored my body, marking my neck and chest with kisses while engaged in fervent movements until we both reached climax.

Rider dominates the scene by turning me over and positioning himself as he takes control from behind, while Hunt eagerly sits in front of me, anticipating his turn.

Hunt makes me taste his candy cane. He takes control by holding my head. It's a new, crazy experience, creating a new and intense sensation.

Rider adjusted my position for better access to my clit from behind. Jeric slapped my wet pussy with his palm, which led me to yelp in surprise.

Jeric stroking my clit, making my pussy clench, clenching and milking Rider's cock, and hearing my boyfriend groan as I saw him jerking himself.

From their grunts and frantic thrusts, I was certain they would shower me with ample fluids in the crowning glory hour.