As I gather my things for a night of drinking and dancing I wonder how my night will end up, New Years Eve is always an exciting night. I meet up with my girlfriends to grab a bus into the city. The whole bus ride is spent gossiping and catching up, anticipating the rest of the night. Once downtown we walk to our friend’s apartment, through the holiday lights of the city. We are greeted by a receptionist at the door, and grab an elevator up to the apartment.
The next hour is girl time: putting on our makeup, doing our hair, getting dressed, and taking photos in our New Years outfits. I straighten my long blonde hair, pull on a tight skirt highlighting my petite body, and a black tank top with a sheer back. One of my friends fills us in about her new boy, while making sure us single ladies know which guys in our group are available.
When the guys show up do a few shots and party gets started. One tall, dark haired guy catches my attention, my friend is quick to inform me that he is one of the single guys she mentioned.
After the group is properly liquored up, cabs are called and we head out to the bar. The theme is prohibition, and all the girls are dressed to match the 1920’s décor. The group has a private table, with bottle service to boot. Many drinks are had as the night starts to get crazier. Before long it’s almost midnight! The DJ shouts out to the bar to grab a drink and find your New Years kiss.
10, 9, 8, I pick up my glass; 7, 6, 5, I notice the dark hair guy move towards me; 4, 3, 2 he’s standing right beside me; 1, he looks me in the eye, to make sure it’s okay, Happy New Years! He grabs my face for a long, deep kiss.
With the excitement brought on by the start of a new year, the group heads to the dance floor. With the beats from the DJ all of us are feeling free, breaking off into pairs. My new years kiss and I separate off, and move to the beat. Moving closer, and closer, grinding on one another, as the sexual tension builds. As we continue to dance, continue to grind, hands wandering… He asks if I want to get out of there. I say yes. We grab our coats and grab a ride to his apartment.
When we make it to his apartment, he asks me if I want anything. I ask for a glass of water and wander around his apartment. The apartment is amazing. High up in a skyscraper, glass wrap around windows, and a single bedroom with a massive king bed and amazing views of the city skyline.
Once in his bedroom, he leans in for a kiss. Very quickly we are making out, hands running everywhere. He pulls off my shirt, I unbutton his. As I do so he kisses down my chest, pulling off my tights and panties. I’m left in just a skirt and bra, looking at his toned stomach in front of me.
With me on the edge of the bed, he tells me wants to taste me. He gets down on his knees, grabs my hips, and pulls me towards him. This time his hands finding their way up under my skirt, up my thigh, to my clit. Working it slowly, circularly, making me wet. Quickly he pulls my skirt up, and replaces his fingers with his tongue. Firm pressure on my clit, continual, as I grow wetter and wetter. His fingers find their way to my vagina, and as one, two fingers are put inside me, I move closer to the edge.
Once the pleasure builds to the edge of orgasm, I tell him to stop. As I sit up, I unbuckle his belt, then unbutton his pants, to reveal his hard cock. I pull off his pants, and boxers, and admire his massive dick, at least seven inches long and quite thick. I wrap my hand around his dick, and slowly slide my mouth over him, using my hand to stroke what I can’t get in my mouth. Up and down, up and down, little bit of tongue pressure, little bit of hand motion to match the rhythm.
After a few minutes he stops me. He picks me up and tosses me onto the bed. Grabbing a condom, he rolls it over his huge cock. With my skirt and bra still on and him as naked as the day he was born, he slides his hard cock into my vagina. He pulls up my legs and continues to thrust in and out. The angle he’s penetrating me at puts pressure on my clit, and I moan with the pleasure of feeling him inside me.
He stops, and tells me to get on top. I climb on top of him, and begin to ride him. Feeling his dick completely fill me. His stomach putting pressure on my clit. Faster, and faster I grind on him for a few minutes, until I’m pushed over the edge as I scream with pleasure. As my orgasm subsides he pushes me off of him and flips me around on my stomach. He slips back into me and thrusts, and thrusts, he comes very quickly, collapsing with content.
We both lie there in the massive bed, feeling content. After we clean up, we lie and there and chat for awhile before falling asleep. In the morning I go to meet the girls for lunch, and fill them in on my night.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7nhcxh/2018_is_off_to_an_amazing_start
It’s always so sexy when someone keeps her skirt on. Sounds like you looked like dynamite – would’ve loved to see the look that hooked him! :)