Sexy Christmas Party Treat aka Tricia's on the naughty list (open for ALL)

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Hello everyone, I haven't RPed in a while but it's Christmas and I'm in the mood, so I thought we'd have a little fun. Boys and girls are welcome to attend, and if anyone wants to join Tricia on the naughty list to become a plaything, please feel free. You pick what you get out of the bag.

It's the biggest Christmas party of the year, and everyone's invited. The host always has the greatest gifts and the hottest treats, and there's always an unexpected surprise. Invitations are impossible to get, but you have one and you're here. As you're gathered around, drinking and having fun, the doors open and in walks a man dressed as Santa Claus. Behind him is a beautiful blonde woman, naked, wearing a sequin collar and leather straps with her wrists chained behind her, pulling a small sleigh with a two big, red bags loaded on top.

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"Ho ho ho!" The Santa announces to the room. "Merry Christmas, all of you! I hope you're having a wonderful time, and now it's the best part of the night, the gift giving!"

He turned to show off the blonde woman to the room.

"The young lady assisting me today is Tricia Wells. Would you believe this lovely young creature is on the naughty list? She's been a real disappointment this year, from poor work habits, to forgetting birthdays, and a general poor attitude, and I think with a little loving discipline and the help of all of you, she can learn the true meaning of Christmas! So here's how we're going to play this game. As you can see, in the sleigh behind her, there are two bags. One is full of presents for you: clothes, alcohol, gift cards, chocolate, everything your hearts desire! If you pick something, you may keep it or trade it."

"In the other bag are sex toys: dildos, vibrators, buttplugs, floggers, kinky restraints, a certificate for a blow job or pussy licking or a chance to take her yourself, and many others! If you get one of those, you can keep it or choose to use it on Tricia!"

"And of course, whichever you pick, all players are entitled to one complimentary grope." He took Tricia's round breast in his gloved hand and squeezed it, before sliding his fingers to her nipple and pinched it. The girl grunted, but said nothing. "Or a kiss." He kissed Tricia on the lips, then pulled away.

The crowd nodded, eyeing the blonde.

"The only restriction, is that Tricia remains restrained... she will not be let loose until I determine she has learned the true meaning of Christmas."

"Everyone is able to play. So, do we have any volunteers willing to go first?"
 
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The boss of the Porn Industry inside this office came in as he then sat down and then said to the Santa costumed. "I'll go first." Ish said. He was wearing a blue three-piece suit with a green festive tie to let people know he was in the season spirit. As he then smirked, he pulled a gift from the bag which was a vibrator and also a "free choice".

"Oh look, I get a free choice. Santa, what'dya say I have a go at Tricia and rent her for a series of my few adult movies? She would love to be a good starlet taking all the men on camera and get very naughty." He said smirking as he was convincing Santa for him to fulfill his request by the end of the night.
 
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"Oh, are you picturing waking up to Tricia wrapped up tightly beneath your tree? If Tricia has been a good girl, perhaps we can come to an arrangement, but you know I can't promise anything. As for now, you have the vibrator and a choice of where to use it on her body. There's a timer on the vibrator that will deactivate once your turn is completed."

A clock on the vibrator switched on, displaying a five minute countdown in bright red numbers.

Tricia simply stood there, looking at the long, light colored vibrator in the man's hand. It was intentionally artificial, thick and ribbed, eschewing a natural looking head for a bulbous tapered arrowhead certain to hit her G-spot. Ish recognized it as a popular vibrator used by his girls, especially when they wanted to get off easy. Wherever he chose to use it on Tricia, it would be quite uncomfortable for her. She instinctively opened her long legs to make it easier for Ish to use her, though she suspected he would be rougher than he appeared.

"Is there a prize for making her orgasm?" One of the guests asked.

"Perhaps. But if she does squirt, be sure to ring this bell."

The audience became intrigued.
 
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A tall brunette in a black slacks and a ruffled red blouse watched the exchange, taking the last sip of her drink before putting it on a waiter's tray. She gave off an air of aloof authority, the woman having been a bit bored moments before "Santa" had come in with such a surprise. Maybe this party would get a little more exciting after all.

Moving forward, she walked up to the bags and rooted around in them until she found something interesting. Her fingers closed in around an object and she pulled it out, holding it up to inspect it more closely. It was a small bottle of lube, the type that was cooling upon one's sex. A perfectly plucked eyebrow raised, her red lips curling up in a bit of a smirk. She knew exactly what she wanted to do with this- especially since she had been hoping to get a little action today.

Her dark eyes went up to the naked woman, looking her up and down and familiarizing herself with her soft curves. What kind of noises would she make, she wondered. It felt like Christmas had truly come, a lovely little toy for them all to fuck until each of them was satisfied.
 
Ish smirked as he was told that Santa can't make any promises but he was going to make sure he was going to make the 2nd floor secretary a good girl. He then kept watching her and focusing on the naked woman with rocking vivacious curves, maybe showing her off on camera to his fans of his adult films.

Then he noticed a tall brunette in black slacks and a ruffled red blouse. "It looks like she could use another drink." Ish said to himself, flagging down a waitress who's picking up drink glasses that were sipped and drank religiously. While he then smirked at the waitress and lightly spanked her ass. "Give a lovely drink for that lovely brunette holding a bottle of lube." He said to the waitress as he then slid the vibrator he was given on Tricia's throbbing pussy.

He then noticed that it would be a long night as he was checking out the girl, also doing some work on the side. Scouting out new girls to make into stars, but Tricia was the one he was fascinated with.
 
"oh... oh..." Tricia gasped as she felt the bulbous vibrator head push slowly into her. It was sent on a light buzz, and she felt the sensation move through her nd up her body slowly. She shuddered, trying to keep steady as the buzzing latex crept further into her. The motor inside was incredibly powerful, and it could not only create a powerful, constant buzz, but pulsate, throb, and wriggle if the user demanded it. Tricia was unaware and unprepared for those settings.

Ish and the brunette could see Tricia's body tensing up, her restrained hands tightening into fists. She closed her eyes, her lip still quivering; A few more gasps parted through her lips before she began moaning.
 
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Tricia's body tightened as the vibrator pushed deeper into her. She was pushed forward, bending at the hip, she had to open her legs wider and wished she could use her restrained hands to help support her. Her moaning became louder, as the buzzing of the vibe continued relentlessly.
 
When the waiter came to her, she waived her off. Christine wasn’t in need of any more alcoholic beverages- they wouldn’t satiate her thirst now. What could was that tall drink of water currently being fucked with a vibrator. She could wait her own turn though. After all, she was a… relatively good girl and patient enough.

Taking a seat where she could clearly view what was happening, she started to rub between her own legs very gently, caressing and tracing herself. Her other hand went to one of her breasts, feeling its warm heft in her palm.

The blonde was taking the vibrator very well, like a true slut even. There was no doubt in her mind that the big ringed thing was plunging deeply into her pussy, forcing her to accommodate its buzzing girth. How wet she must be, to be watched by everyone, exposed and sexualized. It only made Annette’s eyes more predatory, more lustful for the woman.
 
Ish kept going with holding the vibrator's controls in his hand. "Hmmmm I wonder what happens if I turn it up." He said to himself as he was getting rock hard in his khakis. As he then turned up the vibrations a bit more to show her who's the one at large. He really is wanting to sign her and put her to work in his movies.

He was toying her in front of everybody, was he giving everybody a sneak peek of what they're gonna see in 2023? Whatever it was, he smirked and then turned up the vibrations even more. A small time limit might have been set but with the vibrator's time been toyed with.

"You've been at it for quite some time. Guess with your vibrations, made you feel so hot, huh Trish?" Ish said to her as he was very confident he was making her feel very wet since she was giving everyone a show to all who was here at the party and who worked at the office and studio too. Only thing would've made this magical if there would've been some cameras too.
 
Tricia moaned louder and louder as she felt the vibrator flex inside her, the rubber writhing from side to side within her. Her body buckled as the vibrator was cranked up, and Tricia bent so far forward, she was almost folded in half. She was breathing hard, trying to beg Ish and Santa to stop, but she couldn't make a coherent sound. The buzzing became louder and louder, and Tricia was closer and closer to an orgasm, when all of a sudden the noise stopped. The timer ran out, and the toy died inside her. Tricia panted, catching her breath, feeling like a death row inmate getting a last minute reprieve. Her fingertips began twitching, she was so close to an orgasm that she wished she was able to rub her pussy and finish herself off.

She panted, trying to catch her breath, caked with sweat.
 
Ish took off his suit jacket as he smirked and rolled up his sleeves. With him just watching the blonde twitching and catching her breath as he now got her up and decided to grope her, pulling her up as he grinded his bulge closer to her ass.


As he then started to slide out the vibrator, only leaving the tip of the vibrator in her throbbing vagina, giving an orgasm denial as then he slid it in and out of her pussy. Emulating what Ish would do with her in his movies, he then pulled the vibrator out, notice she was close to squirting. He then started to rub her clit with his muscular hands and fingers.


Closer than before, he then slid his two fingers into her clit, showing her a good time as he whispered in her ear. "Ready to squirt then, slut. Do it." He said whilst he groped her more.
 
Tricia writhed on the end of his fingers, refusing to give him the satisfaction that was building up inside her.

"Please Santa," she was barely able to breath, "please help."

"Now now," Santa cleared his throat, "your time is up and you've had your grope. It's important to share and share alike, and there are others here who have been waiting patiently for their turn. But I believe there's another girl around here, bankbabe, who might be looking for a good time as well."

"Thank you, Santa" Tricia sighed.

"That's enough out of you, Tricia. Like I said, there are others who want their fun with you. Now, where's the young lady with the lubricant? I believe she's been waiting long enough. Come on up."
 
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Ish, rolled his eyes and then cleared his throat. "You... OWE... Me, fat man." He said, a bit bitter with venom in his voice as he was then pleaded by his secretary to not start anything, even on the holidays. He cleared his throat, and then said. "Apologies, Saint Nick."

He then pulled him in closer and whispered in her ear. "But seriously though, you owe me. She denied me satisfaction and I expect something in return, or at least you to give her some brutal punishment." He recanted as he whispered in his ear his troubles. "I was extra good this year."

He was expecting some consolation if he doesn't get the girl this year, but he was a savvy business mogul so both might come to an agreement. Of course, if his business rival, Steve Sin of Sin Entertainment came in and then swooped in to get the girl before him then the blood would boil in Ish. Which he was hoping he wasn't coming in, since Ish was trying to be on Santa's good side and at the end of the night too.
 
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"Me apologize?" Santa asked. "I'm not the one who kept you from your little reward. If anything, Tricia did, she should apologize. Tricia!" Santa slapped Tricia hard on the ass. Tricia yelped in surprise, but said nothing. But Santa and Ish could see her squeeze her thighs together, and spotted the tiniest trickle between them, which Tricia was trying to hide. Santa laughed, "go ahead and ring that bell, young man!"

Tricia blushed as she tried to look away from the men.
 
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Ish smirked as he saw the way she reacted to Santa spanking her ass very hard, even spotting the smallest trickle between her thighs which was hidden very good but not hidden enough from Ish as he then started to move in, to spank her ass harder. "May I, Saint Nick?"

He asked as he spanked Tricia on her ample ass to see how she'd react. Just like that, she jumped up and her thighs moved from one another to show off her squirting a bit more, but not as much. Ish smirked as he was satisfied then looked at Santa, as Ish rung the bell. "Well, all is forgiven. Please do continue with the festivities." He smiled.
 
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Having been watching the festivities from the back of the room, Frank Smith decided it was time for him to choose a gift.

Moving through the throng of guests stood watching Tricia, Frank reached into the big red sack and had a good feel around. “I think it’s time for someone else to have a turn, Santa. Let’s see what we have here.” He said, pulling a small red box from the bag. It was similar to a ring box but slightly larger and deeper with a picture of a peach embossed on the lid.

Grinning at Tricia with a playful glint in his eye, Frank cracked open the lid to peak inside before closing it again, his smile growing on his face. “I’m going to enjoy using this, thanks Santa” he teased, glancing over at the big man before looking back at Tricia and noticing her cheeks growing a gentle shade of crimson, “I might need some help from Christine though..” he continued turning theatrically to search the crowd for the beautiful brunette.
 
Her self-petting slowed and finally stopped as she watched the previous man become upset at having not been allowed more time. It almost looked like he was threatening Santa for a moment, Christine’s eyebrows having gone up at the audacity of his intentions. If there were three things she liked being witness to, it was sex, fights, and gossip in that order.

She stood up from the chair and walked over with her heels clicking on the floor as she went. It occurred to her that she hadn’t grabbed an item from the personal items bag, but she figured that was fine- lube was all she needed for Christmas right now.

With a hand on her hip, she addressed Frank. "What can I help you with?" While she was interested in what he might suggest, she also was ready to turn him down depending on what he might say. Christine very much wanted to have her way with the naughty woman in a particular way, so if it interfered with her plans it might be a no-go.
 
Frank watched as Christine walked over to him, commanding almost as much attention as Tricia. In reply to her question, he moved to the side of the brunette and opened the box. Lifting the lid fully so that only she could see its contents.

Inside was a silver butt plug, roughly 1.5 inches at its widest point with several well defined ridges to give it a ribbed texture. Its round base was jewelled with an emerald stone which sparked as the light caught it. Satisfied Christine had seen enough Frank closed the lid. “Do you see now why I may require your help?” He asked cryptically, enjoying the glow on Tricia’s face as she still had little to no idea quite what was in the box.

“Of course, that is only if you have enough left over. It is after all your turn next! I wouldn’t like to cut in!”
 
Her eyes flicked down to the box and a small smile came to her face. “If there’s some left, I would be happy to give you what’s still in the bottle. I think she might need a little something like that when I’m done.” She gave him a wink before sauntering over to where Trisha was restrained, her hips swaying with leisurely confidence.

When she stopped, she was behind the woman. There was a cord attached to each of her cuffs to drag the sleigh, so she had to get between them to fully shadow her, each cord now lightly hugging each side of her own upper hips. A zipper was heard, and then Trisha would feel the weight of a hard cock resting against the crease of her ass.

“You feel that? That’s what‘a going to be buried in your ass in a minute.” She clicked the cap of the lube open with her fingernail and drizzled it upon her rod, wanting it nicely lubed if she was going to fuck this woman’s ass.
 
Tricia felt the heat of the woman behind her, her breath slowing until she felt the hard cock against her skin and her back straightened, and the cock head slowly slid down the crack in her ass, tickling her more than she expected. She tried to step away, but the restraints kept her in place. She tried to look over her shoulder, but could only see Chrstine's smile as the woman looked downward. Tricia couldn't see the cock or the warm lube being rubbed onto it, though she could catch a faint whiff of it.

As she squirmed helplessly, her round ass couldn't help but shift from side to side, appealing to Christine's vision. And the men in the crowd were enjoying seeing the leggy blonde nervous, anticipating being fucked by this stunning woman behind her.
 
Her eyes crinkled slightly with amusement at seeing how eager the supple woman was to be fucked, enjoying the way that round ass seemed to be begging for something to fill it without delay. Perhaps Trisha was a bit nervous, but those slutty noises from before gave her the impression that she liked the thrill, the surprise of not knowing how her body might be used and abused. How naughty must one have to have been to be offered up to a crowd of horny party-goers? Hopefully enough that her ass got some use here and there.

Christine’s cock was now thoroughly lubed, courtesy of her hand slickly swearing the stuff upon her shaft.

Licking her lips, she guided the head of her cock to that tight little hole, rubbing herself against it to get it a bit wet. Trisha would hear the woman purr behind her, “normally I might warm you up a bit more, but well…”

She groaned as she started to push her mushroom head past that puckered barrier. “I assume a naughty girl like you will be at least somewhat prepared.” Her cock started to bully its way deeper, its single-minded goal being to nestle itself as far as it would go. Christine bit her lip, the pleasure of such tightness causing her to be filled with a ravenous impatience. It was a wonder she didn’t start pounding her right then… but that could wait. She just needed to get all 8 inches submerged before she could really get going.
 
Christine was wrong. Tricia was not prepared. Even after the sensation of the thick rubber vibrator inside her, the sensation of Chrstine's warm, slippery cock felt unusual, too large, too thick, and it pushed deeper faster than Tricia could get used to it. The lube itself tickled her insides, she wished she'd be able to reach in and rub it, or push it out.

The blonde tried to avoid panting again, refusing to become the hopeless gasping mess she had been just a few moments ago. The grip that Christine had on her thighs was distracting enough, she hoped if she could concentrate on that, perhaps she could control herself, perhaps she could ride out this next turn. But there was no hope of that. Tricia just didn't know it yet.
 
“Mm…” Christine shimmied her hips slightly as she finally buried the base of her large cock in Trisha’s asshole, her hips cushioned by the two soft pillows she called asscheeks. She squeezed the woman’s thighs with satisfaction before sliding them upward, making sure her hands got a good feel for her soft skin. One of her arms moved around her hips and snuggly held her body in place as the other went to one of her soft breasts. Her hand massaged it gently, squeezing and rubbing her pert little nipple in between her index and middle finger.

Bending slightly over, she licked the woman’s ear playfully before whispering into it. “Your ass is really tight Trisha… it’s a Christmas miracle.” A chuckle was heard before her hips slowly started to move, pulling and pushing her dick into her sweet little toy.
 
"ooooh.... oooh..."

Tricia's body became tense in Christine's grip, her nipples hardening, making them easier to be toyed with in those strong but delicate fingers. The woman's hand squeezed her breast, her hands were cold and it tickled Tricia's skin. She panted as Christine thrust in and out of her, slowly at first, savoring each inch of each push, pressing her body against Tricia's bare back with each thrust, trying to make her cock hit deeper each time. The grunts Tricia let out told Christine that she was succeeding.

The lube was warm, yes, and it was helping the cock push its way in and out of her... but the cock was still big, and thick, and Tricia could feel every inch of it as it forced itself into her tight ass.

She wanted to distract herself, to put the fucking out of her mind, but couldn't find any way to distract herself. The rest of the party was watching, and Tricia could feel their eyes all over her. Even when she shut her eyes, she could hear them murmur and discuss her, pleased with the show. There was no place Tricia could hide from the humiliation.

Soon the thrusting became harder and faster, and Tricia felt Christine's hand grip tighter, trying to keep the blonde in place as she was fucked harder and harder. The sound of her buttocks slapping against Christine became louder and wetter.
 
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"What a sloppy little ass..." Christine panted, right before a lustful moan of pleasure. To say it was enjoyable to fuck her ass would be an understatement. She lived for the sounds their sweet fuck was making, the noises of resistance Trisha was making. It would do her no good to deny that she was a natural at taking it in the ass, her body seemingly made for it.

The hand at her breast gave her nipple one last hard tweak before it relocated itself up in-between her tits.. Soon her fingers were wrapping around the blonde woman's neck, squeezing it with a stern, possessive pressure. Every time the woman swallowed, she could feel the movement of her throat.

The other now slid down her taut stomach before dipping between her legs. This land-bound mermaid was sure to have a beautiful little pearl, one that could use a bit of polishing. She knew that pussy of hers was likely still slick from the vibrator, so she didn't delay in slipping her fingers against her wet petals. They parted for her and she simply enjoyed the feeling of her drenched, velvety cunt.

"Fucked in the ass in front of all these people... and still so wet. You may be naughty, but your body is so nice," she growled. Her thrusts were hard now, the woman practically rutting the woman with her hard shaft. Christine was driving herself with little thought for anything but the way it felt upon her cock. Between her legs, her hand started to to rub in circles on her clit, hoping that her efforts would be successful in giving Trisha a deeper appreciation for the ass-fucking she was receiving. Santa had said nothing about cumming inside her, so she fully intended on painting her insides with her thick seed when the time came.
 
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