Bringing In The New Year [FM]

I’ve been wanting to share the NYE fun I had for a while but just got around to typing it all up. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

I was invited to a party by a co-worker. It was her friend who was throwing the party but said it would be okay for me to come as well. It turned out to be quite small; not more than 25 people I would say. It wasn’t what I was expecting but it was also nice for it to be something a little more manageable than the usual club or bar packed with hundreds of people. I could actually speak with people at a reasonable volume without having to lean in inches from their face.

I got there a bit early so there were only about five people there aside from the owners of the house who were a couple in their early 30s. I started chatting with two guys who worked with the girl who owned the house and really hit it off with one of them, Jackson. Late 20’s, tall, Asian, average build but very cute and funny.

At one point, we ended up outside so he could smoke a bit. We were talking, and he asked “Do I have to wait until midnight to kiss you?” That got me really turned on. We started to make out, and I could feel his hands creeping towards my ass. So, I started to move my hands towards his crotch. I pulled my face away from his and said “I really want to suck dick right now. Can I?” as I started to undo his jeans. I loved the look on his face. He stuttered a bit and I could tell he didn’t know what to do or say. “Just say yes” I said with a slight chuckle and smile. He just nodded as I pulled his dick out of his boxers. He was a little below average I’d say and his huge untamed bush didn’t help, but he was rock hard and his head had a ton of precum on it. I squatted down and licked and sucked off as much as the precum from his head as I could. Needless to say, he was happy. I sucked his dick and made him cum in about three or four minutes. He didn’t cum much, but he started to twitch so much that his cock came out of my mouth and he got some of it on my shirt which he started to apologize profusely for. We did our best to wipe it off but it was black so there was definitely a bit of a smear.

The night went on and we had agreed that after the midnight toast we would go back to his place. However, alcohol had other plans for him. About half an hour after I blew him, he was already slurring his words and making not so subtle innuendos about how I sucked him off on the side of the house. As open as I am sexually, it’s also not a great feeling when you’re in a place full of people you don’t know with a guy bragging about how I sucked his dick. But, I ignored it as best I could and tried to enjoy the rest of the night. Midnight came and went and Jackson was obliterated to the point that he was dragged off by his friends shortly after the ball dropped.

Now, during the entire party, the boyfriend of the girl who was throwing the party kept cleaning up after everyone. He didn’t seem to be enjoying himself and instead was worried about cleaning up spills or picking up plates after people had used them. I didn’t pay him much attention until midnight, when everyone was toasting, he was off in the corner on the phone with someone. His girlfriend was already pretty drunk at this point so she probably didn’t even notice it. As the night went on, people started to filter out. My friend had left with her boyfriend shortly after midnight but I hadn’t noticed until much later. The last couple of people were leaving which was my cue to leave, but I saw what a mess the house was and felt bad for the guy, so I decided to stick around and help him clean up a bit. We got to talking and eventually he asked me about what Jackson had been saying. I was embarrassed, not because of what I did, but because it was his house and I’m sure the last thing he wanted was for some randoms to be getting down. He was actually cool about it though and started to make fun of me, but not in a mean way.

“Wish you could take it back?” he asked me.

“Nah, just wish I would have picked someone who wouldn’t have left me hanging” I responded.

“That makes two of us” he said.

“Well, we could always help each other out” I said really without thinking.

He got pretty quiet after that and would just give me one word answers. I wasn’t sure if he was upset or just felt awkward about it. We kept cleaning up and got to the point of having to move some tables to the garage. I folded them up and asked him to help me carry them which he did. After I had made that comment, I just kept thinking about fucking him. I didn’t know him, no one else was around, and there was no real connection in terms of friends, so I figured why not take a shot.

“I know you didn’t get a new year kiss” I told him walking up to him. “You should at least get a kiss”

He kinda laughed and shook his head, but when I got to him I leaned into him and laid a light kiss on his lips. That’s all I needed. I went in again and this time it was a nice, deep kiss. He pulled away and started to talk himself out of it, but I reminded him that no one there really knew me, and that it was a one time thing. I assured him it would never leave the garage. Either he believed me or was too horny to turn me down. He went back in to kiss me. I undid his pants and pulled his cock out and I started to get down on my knees, but he stopped me.

“You don’t need to do that” he said.

“I want to” I replied and I pushed him towards a chair that was still unfolded.

He sat and I knelt between his legs. His cock was really, really nice. Average in length but thick. Cut with a glistening pink head, and shaved almost fully.

“So much better than Jackson’s” I said before I put my mouth around it. It made him laugh before he started moaning.

He stared at me the whole time and I stared back at him. I could tell he liked to watch. I stopped for a moment just to take my top and bra off and put my tits around his cock.

“Wow, those are amazing” he said.

“Go ahead. Grab them” I said which he immediately did.

His girlfriend had B cups at best, so I imagine mine just seemed that much bigger to him. He played with them while I slid them up and down his slick dick. It wasn’t more than a minute or two when he asked if he could return the favor. I told him he didn’t need to but he insisted. So, I stood up, took my jeans off, and took his place in the chair while he took mine on the floor. My pussy was super wet. Literally dripping. My thong had a massive wet spot in the front, and when I sat on the chair, some of my grool had already stuck to it. He didn’t seem to mind one bit though and started eating my pussy like he had been starving for days. I’m not going to lie, he was good. Within a few minutes, he had me cumming, though he had to tell me to keep quiet when I started to moan loudly. My orgasm made me clamp my thighs around his head, but he never stopped.

“Okay, I need you to fuck me” I said once my orgasm subsided.

“Shit, I need to go inside to get a condom” he said as he started to pull his pants up.

I grabbed him and pulled him towards me still on the chair with my legs open.

“No, just fuck me”

He just looked at me and I could tell he was worried.

“I can’t get pregnant. It’s okay, just fuck me” I say to try to settle his nerves.

He still hesitated a bit, but I pulled him towards me, and used his dick to slide up and down my slit.

“Come on, it’s okay. Please. I need it inside of me really bad”

Finally, he let himself slide into me. The feeling of his cock made me sigh deeply. It was such a relief to finally be getting fucked. He was going slow, but pulling almost all the way out and then all the way inside of me. It felt delightful. His eyes were fixated on my tits as they jiggled slowly to his pumps.

“You can cum on them if you want” I said to him which seemed to trigger him.

He started to pump faster and harder. The garage walls were bare, so the sound of him slapping into my crotch echoed in the room. He leaned in and started to kiss me. All I could do was hold on so that I wouldn’t slide off of the chair. I grabbed the seat tightly with my hands. After a bit, I couldn’t hold on anymore and had to ask him to stop so I could reposition myself. I got up and bent over on the chair and had him fuck me from behind which proved a much better position. He really started fucking me hard. His stamina was ridiculous. He fucked me like that for about ten minutes straight without ever slowing down or stopping. I was able to reach underneath myself and started to play with my clit and came again.

“I want you to cum on my tits” I say aloud to him.

“Not yet. I want to make you cum again.” he replied before moving me onto the floor.

The floor was cold and dirty, but I didn’t care. He laid me down and got in between my legs and started to eat me out again. He fingered me while licking my clit and knew exactly what he was doing. It’s as if we had fucked before and he knew what to do to get me off.

“Put your dick in my mouth” I said wanting to 69, but he refused. All he wanted was to make me orgasm again.

He continued to work me and had me right on the edge. It was at that moment that he pulled up and slid inside me again. He started to fuck me just as hard as he had been earlier. He grabbed my tits, hard, using them as leverage to pound me until I came again. This time, he covered my mouth to keep me quiet which intensified my orgasm even more.

It was only then that he started to focus on cumming himself. I could tell only because his motion changed. He was no longer sliding in and out of me hard and fast; he was using long strokes and sitting up so that his dick angled a certain way. Even then he went for a few minutes longer until he finally spoke.

“You sure it’s okay if I finish on your chest?” he asked.

I thought it was funny that even at this point he seemed to be quite polite about everything.

“Yeah, go for it” is all I could muster between my panting.

It took another minute or two, but he finally pulled out of me, moved over to my tits and unloaded on them. About five or six thick, heavy white ropes across both breasts. He sat there, with his hard-on slowly reducing admiring his work.

“Grab your phone” I said smiling while I reached for his cock and wiped the last little dribble of cum he had left on the tip.

“Huh? Why?” he asked confused.

“Take a picture”

He thought about it a bit but then responded “I wish. No, I can’t risk it. Shit”

I can’t say for sure, but I’m guessing that he instantly felt guilty. He got up and pulled his pants up and started to look around the garage. He pulled out a shirt from a bag that was in the corner.

“Here you go. It’s clean, just stuff we were going to donate” he said.

I cleaned myself up and he gathered my clothes and handed them to me. He mostly turned away but did take a couple of final peeks. He got a little awkward at that point and walked me out to my car. I haven’t talked to him since and my friend never mentioned anything other than asking me what time I ended up leaving the party. It was certainly a great way to bring in the new year.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5oo49j/bringing_in_the_new_year_fm