New Years F****ing Eve(Current Rating 77/100, based on 16 votes)
The party was for the most part ok, but it seemed to lack a little intensity. Carrie, was looking hot though. This was our second date, and I couldn't believe just how damn sexy she looked in her black dress, and her sexy nylons. I particularly liked the lacy pattern; it made her already shapely legs even sexier. I wondered if they were nylons or pantyhose....either way they were raising my blood pressure. Carrie's hair looked great too. She'd had her black tresses highlighted with streaks of red...making her look all the more alluring. The thing I liked most was that although Carrie was wearing make-up....she used only enough to highlight her natural beauty.
Carrie seemed a little quite most of the night, I was beginning to wonder if she were having a good time. "Are you alright Carrie?" "Sure...it's just that this party is a little on the boring side." "I know what you mean." Carrie got a twinkle in her sexy brown eyes saying, "Well....why don't we find a place to ourselves and have our own little party." Then Carrie looked from side to side... then she reached down and grabbed my crotch and gave me a squeeze saying, "You know what I mean?" "Oh ya baby....Oh ya." I could feel my cock starting to tingle in the palm of Carrie's hand as she squeezed my growing cock and cooed so sexy. A smile graced her sweet lips as I grew to my full girth.
Grabbing a bottle or two of champagne we made our way up the stairs to the balcony...an area of the house that was taped off while being remodeled. It was dark, and we could look down on the people below us as they partied. Hidden from view, Carrie placed her arms around my neck kissing me even more passionately than before. Carrie's passion was growing by the second as we kissed, as she ground her thigh against my crotch. I pulled her dress up and slid my hands under her dress and cupped her sweet ass. I got my answer to my earlier question....not only was Carrie not wearing pantyhose....she was only wearing a thong.
I unzipped the back of her dress about half way, pushing the front open exposing the most perfect tits I'd ever laid eyes one. Carrie had beautiful breasts, large aureole's and very hard and sensitive nipples. I cupped her left breast in my hand, taking her nipple into my mouth, sucking it and flicking it with my tongue. Carrie was moaning and tugging at my zipper, sliding it down as she slipped her fingers into the opening. I felt her fingers touching my cock as she fished it out, taking it into her hot hand, pumping me as her body quaked from a nipplegasm.
Having recovered her from little orgasm, Carrie knelt down and took my cock into her mouth, working her tongue over the head of my cock, while rolling my heavy ball sac in her fingers. Carrie was insatiable....she was slurping my cock and tugging at my balls as I struggled not to cum to soon. I pulled Carrie to her feet, while she stepped out of her dress. She looked so damn hot standing there in just her thong and her nylons. I turned her around, pushing her up against the railing along the edge of the balcony. I pulled her thong aside, wedging my cock between her cheeks. Carrie moaned softly, squeezing her cheeks together, trapping my cock. I reached around and cupped her tits in my hands and started gently sliding my cock between her cheeks.
As we gently rocked we looked down at the people partying on the floor down below. Carrie had reached down between her legs, massaging her clit and rubbing her pussy saying, "Look....there's Tracy.....she squeezing Bills cock through his pants....why doesn't she just take him someplace and fuck him?" "Because....she's a prick tease...she'd rather get him all hot and bothered and leave him cold." "Wow...what a bitch." "Oh look...in the corner...there's Tina....and she sucking Tommy's cock." "Ya, Happy New Year to Tommy." As Carrie watched the oral suck fest down below I could tell it was making her all the more aroused.
I started kissing her shoulders, working my way down her spine, kissing her and running my tongue down to her sweet ass. I paused at the dimple at the top of her ass, running my tongue over the dimple and just down between her cheeks about an inch. "Ohhh gawd Eddie...ohhh ya....my pussy's on fire." Inspired by her words I decided to try something I'd only read about. I parted Carrie's cheeks and started to run my tongue between her cheeks....then I got an idea. I picked up the bottle of champagne and held it over the top of her ass and very carefully let some champagne trickle out, and run down between her cheeks.
Carrie squealed when she felt the cold champagne running down between her cheeks....I had to shush her so someone wouldn't hear her. Satisfied that all was cool, I ran my tongue between her cheeks, licking her ass and the champagne at the same time. Carrie loved it....she pushed her ass into my face as she reached back and parted her cheeks as much as she could. In a husky voice Carrie kept saying, "Ohhh ya Eddie....do my ass...do it...suck my fucking ass baby....pleeezzzzz....ohh shit yes!" I poured some more champagne down her crack, again running my tongue between her cheeks.
Carrie was gyrating her ass, rubbing it against my face, moaning as she neared what I was sure another orgasm. I found her tight little anus and penetrated her ass with my tongue. That was all Carrie needed to send her over the edge, her body quaking as she came. Carrie turned around, and set down on a nearby stool saying, "Would you like some pussy with your champagne Sir?" I just smiled and knelt down and poured some champagne over her bare pussy. I lowered my face and started licking the drops of champagne from her sweet lips as Carrie moaned softly, running her fingers though my hair.
I was so involved in sucking Carrie's pussy that I didn't see her take the champagne. Then I felt the champagne flowing onto my tongue and I realized that Carrie was pouring more champagne onto her pussy. Carrie reached down and spread her pussy lips wide, allowing me total access to her sex. I slid two fingers into her pussy, and my pinky finger into her ass as I sucked her clit, flicking it with my tongue. I heard Carrie gasp followed by feeling her hand on the back of my head and her hips thrusting upward as Carrie started cumming again.
After a moment or two of recuperation I helped Carrie to her feet. We heard people saying it was nearly midnight when I suggested we "Fuck" in the New Year. Carrie smiled and leaned against the balcony again, spreading her legs wide. I eased my cock into her tight pussy and we started fucking as the clock ticked closer and closer to midnight. As I slammed my cock into her pussy I felt a presence near us. I looked over and there was Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins the owners of the house watching us....smiling. Mrs. Jenkins was a beautiful woman in her late forties, and Mr. Jenkins was a handsome man with graying hair, probably in his early fifties. Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins, started undressing one another as they watched Carrie and I continue fucking.
I tapped Carrie on the shoulder and pointed to our host and hostess. Carrie smiled as I slammed my cock again and again into her tight pussy. The next thing I knew the sexy couple was standing next to us, with Mrs. Jenkins leaning on the railing, her legs spread and Mr. Jenkins slamming his cock into his wife's pussy. Soon there was only a couple of minutes till midnight. I was nearing my orgasm.....hoping I could time it right. One minute left, and I was near the edge. Carrie was nearing her orgasm as well. Now thirty seconds...twenty seconds, fifteen....then with ten seconds left people down below began the countdown.....5...4...3...2...1... HAPPY NEW YEARRRRRRRRRRRR! The sound of their collective voices drowned out Carrie's as well as Mrs. Jenkins screams of passion as both women started cumming.
I looked over to see Mr. Jenkins with his head tilted back, his hips thrusting into his wife's pussy, spilling his load just as I was spewing my hot load into Carrie's tight pussy. After we all finished cumming, Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins smiled at Carrie and I. We took the last of the champagne that Carrie had brought up....the four of us toasting the New Year. Carrie and I watched as Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins got dressed and went back down to their guests. Carrie and I dressed as well, but we left, and went back to my place where we took a shower and crawled into bed, caressing and kissing till we finally dozed off. Now that was definitely a New Years "Fucking" Eve that neither of us will soon forget.
Author: FantasyWeaver |
