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Happy Fucking New Year…

I heard the keys in the door and didn't bother to look at it. It was 10pm and I had been expecting Lancelot. He walked in the door and I was sure he looked yummy. His standard "uniform" of jeans and a plaid button up shirt, but he looked like he had tried it; just for me. "What's going on?" He said upon entry, I tried to seem casual and looked at him just to say nothing and throw in a shrug for good measure, but the minute my eyes met his, a smile invaded my face. I hopped up off of the couch and bounced over to him. He was dressed the way I had expected and when I put my arms around his neck to hug him, the smell of his cologne started making my body ready. We had decided to stay indoors to ring in the New Year; calm and peaceful was the theme in my mind. "Teach me to play poker!" He played regularly at one point with friends and forever on his phone; he must've taught me about 213 times already but it never stuck. It wouldn't stick this time either but I asked anyway because when I think Poker, I think stripping (don't judge me). He smiled at me, obviously reading my mind and took a sip of his drink. My pouring hand is heavy so I could tell from his face that the drink was strong. He explained to me the basic rules of the game and the hands; in one ear and out the next. We played a practice game to see what I had retained (not much), he laughed every time I got fake excited about a hand that he topped effortlessly. At this point I had lost enough to know it was the perfect time to suggest the stripping be added to the game.

At first my plan was backfiring, I wanted to be the one to take off my clothes and tease him but I had a stroke of luck that wouldn't let me lose. He was in his jeans when my luck changed…for the better. My shirt came off first; a larger than average baby tee. My DD breasts bounced as I lifted the snug fitting shirt off of them, when my breasts finally rested my nipples stood erect. I sipped my drink and played my hand as though I was still fully dressed. I looked at the time, 11:45pm; the time had blown by and had I not remembered to check the time I would've probably missed that the countdown was coming up soon. Another hand lost, I slid out of my boy shorts and left them in a crumpled heap on top of my shirt. I sat with my legs folded on the couch so he would have just the right view of my pussy. We hadn't discussed whether or not sex would be on the menu for that night and he was never one to press the issue just for the sake of it. So I didn't let on that I noticed when he had quick glanced between my legs during the game.

We played a couple more rounds that I lost resulting in me removing both socks and sitting purely naked on the couch. In the background the crew from CityTV was leading the crowd in Nathan Philips Square in the countdown, "10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1…HAPPY NEW YEAR!" Auld Lange Syne queued up and I wished Lancelot a Happy New Year and gave him a hug. We took up our glasses and clinked them together and guzzled the almost full glasses. The liquor had no effect on me besides leading me to believe it was about time for me to kiss him. I pulled him into me and kissed him with a passion that screamed "This might be our last night together." I wanted him to taste the urgency with which I wanted him. When he kissed me back it was equally as urgent and I knew in that moment that we were going to be caught up in crazy levels of physicality that night.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and he pulled me onto his lap. I could feel between my legs getting wetter and I moaned every time my pussy tingled. His hands ran the length of my body and stopped only to squeeze the flesh that was my ass. Without warning he stood up and carried me to my room, never breaking our kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he carried me by just my ass; I imagined what he had planned to do to me and I moaned at the very thought. He laid me on the corner of the bed and looked down at me as though I was something to eat; I had no idea that that's exactly what he had in mind. He dropped to his knees and began to massage my breasts and kiss them. He placed wet kisses all over my chest and slowly down my stomach and all around my belly button. Legs opened, I felt my pussy contract in anticipation of his lips meeting mine. The kiss was far too light, a tease. He kissed my inner thighs and stretched out my legs above his head. He kissed behind my knees and down my calves. He kissed around my honey pot until I so obviously couldn't take it anymore; he stared at my honey pot and I stared at him confizzled about why he wasn't taking me in that moment. I let out a sigh and turned my head away from him, I was desperate and becoming more and more upset.

As if he had been waiting for that very moment, he dove face first into my pot to lick out every drop of honey. I felt his tongue massage inside of me and my reflexes caused my back to arch. He reached up slowly and massaged my breasts with his hands; he rubbed my nipples in between his fingers and sucked on my clit at the same time. My hips starting winding in circles attempting to get more and more of him into me and concentrate his tongue on clit; I wanted him to bring me to an orgasm that would rock me to my core. Taking his hands off of my breasts he grabbed my hands and placed them on his head. He wanted me to control him and lead him to all of my sweet spots, the idea of controlling his mouth on me was intoxicating and I enjoyed every second of it. I tilted his head left, then right, then laced my fingers at the back of his head and pulled him in for more. The closer to climax I got, the faster my hips rolled; I announced to him that I was about to cum and he broke free of my grip. He stood on his feet leaving my pussy throbbing and looked at me, honey glistening on his lips. I sat up and called him with my finger; it was my turn to please him.

He stood in front of me while his jeans were unable to mask his arousal. I undid his belt and button and pulled his jeans and boxers down. His hard dick greeted me and I licked my lips. I ran my tongue along his shaft to moisten it before taking it all in; His precum lined the roof of my mouth and I swallowed as I took him in in an attempt to get him deeper down my throat. I sucked and with every gag and squish that my mouth made he tensed up; he loved the sound of my greed. His right hand slid up to my face and he rested his fingers on my neck and stroked my cheek with his thumb, it was sweet and earnest and sent a heat wave through my body. I purred on his dick and the rolling of my tongue made him shudder. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me into him, his thrusts quickened and I knew we were in business. As he pulled and pushed my head faster and faster I methodically nodded my head up and down. He moaned and vocalized his approval "Just like that baby." My jaw began to tighten up and I sucked harder to combat the tension. His other hand found its way into a clump of my hair and he was full on face fucking me. I stuck out my tongue and dug my nails into his ass and pulled him into me a little more with each thrust. As his head massaged the back of my throat I heard him digging his toes into the ground to stabilize his stance; I had him right where I wanted him. As his moans got louder and more guttural I sucked harder and faster, I wanted his creamy middle and my actions made that clear. My body started to tense up without warning and I felt a moistness in between my legs unexpectedly; I was cumming quickly and without warning. I loosened my suction and started to moan and I looked up to see if he was with me; he smiled and pushed me back onto the bed and slid inside of me. I cried out "YES!" and he wrapped his arms under my legs. He went deeper and deeper with every thrust and I cried out louder and louder. "You like that baby?" In between labored breaths I whispered "Yeah" and his hips started to roll. He slipped his hands onto my ass and squeezed as he pulled me into him, my pussy walls contracted around his dick like a vacuum seal and I felt his body twitch on top of me. I wrapped my right leg around his waist and rocked to my left until he was on his back.

I bounced up and down on his dick and he squeezed his eyes shut and groaned. He reached up and massaged my breasts as I jumped up and down on him. His hands slid down to my waist and he rocked my body back and forth and slowed my pace. I began to slow wine on him and leaned over to kiss his lips; I could still taste my honey on his tongue and we were both becoming slowly intoxicated. While bent over I started to bounce my ass rhythmically and he responded by squeezing my thighs. As I sped up he squeezed harder and when I began riding double time he flipped me onto my back again. We had rolled all over my bed and I couldn't help but wish we'd had more space. He thrusted into me without apology, he was hard and deep and I could tell he was on the verge of climax. My toes curled and I felt the tingle in my toes rushing up my body. I wriggled and my moans became louder and equally as unapologetic as his thrusts. I dug my nails into and down his back and held onto his ass for dear mercy. "Yes…f-f-fuck me!" My words were deliberate and demanding and he obeyed. "You like it when I fuck you like this?" "YES" "You want more of this dick?" "YES" "This is my pussy?" "YES" "Lemme hear you say it" "Uh uh" "Say it" "This is your pussy baby!" "Yeaaah. This is my pussy." He thrusted harder and my body shook beneath him. As he felt himself being covered in my honey his body tensed up more… "I'm gonna cum!" "Cum for me baby" He pulled out of me with a quickness "UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" warm shots of cum coated my thighs and my stomach and I purred at the feeling. We both fought to catch our breath and he stumbled out of the bedroom to get some tissues to clean me up.

After cleaning me up I listened to him wash his hands and finish cleaning himself up. He wandered back into my room in a drunken state of ecstasy and looked at me laying spread eagle in the middle of the bed. "So, Happy New Year" "Yeah, Happy New Year" "So, what do you want to do now?" I was hot and arousal was ringing in my ears among other places of my body. I pulled the vibrator out from under my pillow and turned it on... "Depends on what you've got left." A smile crept onto his face and he crawled onto my bed and plucked the vibrator from my hand. "I bet I can make you tap out." I smiled a devilish smile, I knew I could hold out; especially since I just came, but I figured there was definitely NO HARM in letting him try. "Alright, you're on." He slid the vibrator up my slit and immediately I started to get wet…the New Year was already quite happy indeed…

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