[FM] Casual hookup at a New Year’s Eve party turns into a show for a lucky few

I’ve [F] been seeing this guy I met on Bumble for a few weeks (nothing serious, casual dates, a few late night sleepovers), when he invited me to a house party for New Year’s Eve. I asked whose party it was, and he replied it was just a friend of a friend. Now, I’m not normally the type of person to brave the holiday crowds, and especially not with a crowded house full of people I wouldn’t know. After he begged me for a few days, I reluctantly agreed to go.

I put on a new black dress my sister gave me for Christmas, and just enough makeup to look like I cared, and off we went, around 9pm, to the party. The house was massive, and cars were already lined up all around the neighborhood streets by the time we got there. The music was loud, and the floors were somehow already sticky with spilled alcohol. Rooms were jam packed with people weaving in and out. It was basically my worst nightmare. I turned to my date, and he was already highfiving and fistbumping people I didn’t know, making me feel even more alone. The only cure for this, I thought to myself, was obviously alcohol! I squeezed my way into the kitchen area and downed a shot and grabbed a beer. I noticed a huge line waiting behind me, so I figured I should grab some more alcohol while I still had the chance. I grabbed two cups and filled it with what I know now was way too much tequila and went to find my date. I got lost in the crowd, and to ease my anxiety and avoid talking to strangers, I kept sipping the drinks.

Well, as you can guess, I got pretty wasted pretty quickly. I eventually found my date, and made the most of it for the next two hours. Drinks just kept appearing in my hands and I just kept drinking them, hoping I would loosen up. Around 11:45pm, my date leaned in to my ear and said, “I can’t wait to kiss you at midnight”. I remembering saying back, “I want you to fuck me at midnight”.

He looked at me, and the next thing I remember was being whisked away to an upstairs bedroom and making out with him. I had his shirt off in minutes, and pulled his jeans down. He kissed my neck and ran his hands all over my body, as I fumbled with his boxers and began rubbing his cock. He unzipped my dress and pulled it down to around my thighs. I got on my knees and began blowing him. I remember feeling him getting harder in my mouth as we could hear people outside the room shouting, “one more minute!”

I stood up, wanting to keep my promise and turned around. He pulled my dress and panties down to my ankles and bent me over slightly. He rubbed my wet pussy lips for a moment and then entered me. I moaned as the people outside started counting down, “10…9…8!” He started fucking me deep and we continued as people shouted “happy new year”. He brought me up a bit and kissed me, to which I whispered, “keep going”. He went back to thrusting in me, when the door to the bedroom flew open. A few guys and girls I didn’t know stumbled into the room, with a few more in the hallway. The lights came on and there was a brief moment of silence, followed by a “wooo fuck her!”, from one of the girls. We weren’t fully facing them at this point, but then the chants of “fuck her” and “get it girl” started.

We slowly shuffled around facing them and he resumed fucking me. Part of me was mortified, but part of me felt so good I didn’t care. My dress and underwear were still around my ankles, and I felt him unhook my bra. In classic drunk logic, I felt like I should be modest, and held my bra up with both hands. A couple of moments later, a girl waltzed up to me and grabbed my hands, and held my arms out to my side. My bra dropped to the floor, freeing my boobs. All our onlookers cheered and I couldn’t do anything but laugh. My date kept fucking me as my hands were being held to my side, and my boobs were freely bouncing with every thrust. The girl turned around and playfully guided one of my arms around her ass before she stepped away to continue watching us. All the voyeurs turned me on so much and I started moaning. Just as they cheered again I felt myself cum, and I could feel my date was close. He grabbed my boobs and I said, “finish in me”. He groaned and unloaded his cum inside me to the glee of our watchers. He held me for a few seconds longer and then let go and pulled out of me. I shuffled out of my clothes and into the bathroom to clean up. I could hear some guys yelling out, “damn that was hot”.

I smiled to myself in the mirror and got dressed. My date and I walked out to get an Uber. A few sly smiles from guys as we went downstairs, but it was surreal how many people didn’t know what just went on a couple doors down.

Not a bad start to the new year!

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