0 comments/ 69119 views/ 8 favorites New Year's Kiss By: zoomzie We were so excited. This was going to be the best night in a long time. Amy and I had planned to knock everyone's socks off when we got the party that night. There were 8 of us going to this great Millennium bash. We had decided to get dressed up and really make a nigh of it. When Amy walked into my house I was immediately taken with how beautiful she was. She was dress in a thin top, so thin her nipples showed, and tight sexy pants, and man, she could pull it off. Even my husband was taken with her. Amy and I have known each other since college and have been very close friends. It has been a long standing joke that we are 'too' close. Put it this way, Amy and I have a tendency to kiss each other while out - especially if we have been drinking. On this night we had a fabulous dinner and had started to dance. The drinks were flowing freely and a good time was being had by all. I couldn't help notice when we danced how Amy's nipples hardened as her thin shirt moved against them. The time was quickly approaching midnight so we all move out to the balcony to watch fireworks. As the countdown started bottles of champagne were opened and the excitement built. "Five, four, three, two, one...Happy New Year!!" I first kissed my husband and then everyone started kissing each other. Amy and I soon found each other and kissed each other tenderly. A guy we didn't know was impressed to see two girls kissing each other and asked us to do it again. We looked at each other and shrugged - why not? We knew we needed to give him a show. She placed her hand on my face and we slowly started kissing again. Soon, I felt her lips part and tasted the sweet champagne on her tongue. As our tongues explored each others mouths I could feel her breathing increase. Slowly I moved my hand to her breast, thinking, this will really get the guys going. She let out a low moan as my fingers found her nipple and I could feel my excitement rise as it hardened with my touch. We pulled away, both startled by how aroused we were. We decided o go back in and dance some more. We weren't inside five minutes and Amy made an excuse to go to the restroom. On her way by, she gave me a look that let me know I should follow her. As I entered the restroom she was sitting in a chair directly in front of me. "Did you like that as much as I did?" She asked in a thick, low voice. "Yes" I whispered. "I have been alone for so long, I don't remember the last time I have been touched like that. I really enjoy having my breasts touched. I especially like it when my nipples are sucked on" Amy said to me. I replied "would you like me to do that for you?" She closed her eyes "Mmm, that would be nice." I kneeled down next to her and slowly caressed her breast through her shirt. She moaned and wiggled in the chair a little. Gently I slid her shirt down and exposed her beautiful breast. I inhaled sharply at the sight of it. I had never touched another woman like this and I was nervous. I couldn't believe how turned on I was getting. I placed my mouth on her nipple and slowly moved my tongue in circles while fondling her other breast with my hand. This whole time we are sitting and a public restroom scared to death someone would walk in. Just as I was going to suck on her other breast we heard someone coming. I quickly helped her put her shirt on and waited patiently until they left. It was so hard, we tried to chat casually but they sexual tension between us was so thick. Finally we were alone again and I resumed sucking on her nipples. My mind was racing, how far would this go, should I push it a little farther? I decided to so I moved one hand down her body and made my way to her pussy. I could feel how wet she was through her pants! This was incredible. I stood up and pulled her into a bathroom stall. There I removed her shirt and fully enjoyed the freedom of her breasts. As I sucked and played, I slid my hand down inside her pants, I wanted to make her feel good. I also was very curious what another woman felt like. I had only touched myself. Her clit was swollen and hard, her soft bush was soaked with the wetness of her excitement. I slowly moved my finger over her clit and watched her face light up in ecstasy. I played with her clit until I knew she was so hot. I moved my fingers to fill up her waiting hole. Slowly moving my fingers in and out and massaging her clit with my thumb, she moaned and rocked with pleasure. Wow, I was so amazed and turned on I just couldn't stop myself. I pulled her pants down and spread her legs a little farther apart. I squatted down on my knees, not even realizing what I was doing and before I knew it my tongue was tasting her sweet juice. I licked and sucked her clit, teasing her, flicking it with my tongue. I knew she was getting ready to come so I put my fingers back into her pussy and continued to massage her clit with my tongue. I felt so powerful, making her feel this good. She started moaning louder and louder, hips rocking back and forth, slamming into my face. I loved it, the closer she got the more I could taste her sweet pussy juice. Finally she was ready, I pushed my fingers in her harder and rolled her clit between my lips. She bucked and almost screamed, then, collapsed against me. I helped her to get dressed and she gave me along deep kiss. "Thank you, that was fabulous. I will repay the favor later" she said. I was looking forward to that - she was staying the night at my house. We regained our composure and walked back to the dance floor. "Where have you been for so long?" the guys asked. "Oh, just doing a little girl talk" Amy answered. We both looked at each other and giggled, both thinking about what would happen later. Hope you all enjoyed this, comments are welcome. New Year's Kiss Ch. 2 We continued to party into the early hours of the morning. When everyone started leaving we just weren't ready to stop partying. A group of us decided to go back to Amy's house and continue our New Years festivities there. I kept thinking to myself, I hope it doesn't last too long. I couldn't wait to have her all to myself. Our earlier experience had ignited my interest and I was aroused by the anticipation of our naked bodies together. Upon arrival at her house the drinks started flowing once more and I quickly regained my buzz. The atmosphere was more laid back; I think everyone was starting to tire out. Someone had turned on the TV and found porn on a cable channel. I watched with interest and kept everyone entertained with my smart-ass comments. I had to say something to cover my heightened arousal. I was afraid that if I just sat there everyone would notice my increased breathing and was hopeful that when I stood up the wetness between my legs was not noticeable. I kept glancing at Amy; trying to catch her eye and make sure she was as turned on as I was. I decided that I needed to take matters into my own hands and told the others I was tired and going to pass out in the spare room since I was not sober enough to drive home. I headed that direction, making eye contact with Amy, wanting her to take the hint. In the bedroom I undress with the exception of my black lace bra and matching thong panties. I quietly snuck out of the spare room, closing the door, and stepped into Amy's bedroom. I partially closed her door and lay on her bed, waiting and hoping she would be there soon. I began to massage my crotch through my panties, feeling the wetness seep through the fabric. Damn, I was really wet. I slipped one finger under the lace and traced the inside of my pussy lips. Wow, I couldn't remember the last time my pussy had been this wet and swollen. My clit was aching for release but I held back. I removed my finger from my pussy and put it in my mouth, savoring my sweet juice. Just then the door opened and Amy walked in. Oh – I wasn't expecting you to be in here, she said. Is that okay, I asked, hopeful that she would want me as much as I wanted her. Yeah, she barely spoke and came over to the bed. She didn't say anymore, just placed one hand on my face and gently kissed me. Her tongue probed my mouth; played with my tongue, and caused such ecstasy I could feel my pussy getting wetter. She moved her mouth down my neck, kissing the entire way, down my shoulders, and down to my chest. Slowly she slid my bra off, caressing my breasts as her hands slid around my body. Lowering her mouth to my breasts, I moaned out at the intense pleasure of her mouth suckling my breast, tongue massaging my nipple. As she continued to work her mouth over my breasts, I slid my hand into panties, wanting to feel her hard little clit and give her pleasure again. No, no, it's my turn, you already had your fun – she said. She grabbed my panties and pulled up firmly, making the thin thong part slide over my clit. I gasped in pleasure and kissed her passionately. This was so amazing; I just couldn't believe it was really happening. She sat up and removed my thong, commenting on how saturated with moisture they were. She moved her delicate fingers down my body and felt my almost shaved pussy. Hmm, nice she whispered. Her fingers massaged my pussy lips, slipping all over with the wetness I had created. Very slowly I spread my legs a little, exposing my clit to her. She moved her fingers towards and gently rubbed and played with my swollen clit. She plunged one finger into my wet hole and started sucking on my breasts again. As she finger fucked me she moved her mouth down my body and, kissing my stomach and finally stopping with her mouth right about my clit. I raised my hip slightly in anticipation. She slowly licked me and sucked me, concentrating on my clit with her tongue and my hole with her fingers. The pleasure was so intense I was gasping and moaning, not caring who heard us. Just when I thought I was going to explode with orgasm, I stopped her. She looked at me puzzled but quickly figured it out. I quickly removed the rest of her clothes, almost ripping her panties I was in such a rush. I turned her around and had her lay on her side so I was staring at her beautiful pussy. Before she could react, I plunged my tongue into her wet hole, licking up her sex juice. I fucked with my tongue and sucked on her clit. Soon she started up on me again. We were like animals, sucking and licking each other's pussies. At the same time we started finger fucking each other and licking clits. I added a little bonus, and stuck a finger up her ass too. She almost screamed it felt so good, and quickly did the same for me. I was intent on making her cum harder than ever before. I could feel her hole tighten on my fingers and knew she was close. She started sucking my clit at a frenzied pace and was slamming her fingers into my pussy. I started shaking with pleasure and soon I was exploding with pleasure, as my orgasm shook my whole body I grabbed her clit between my teeth and screamed out in pleasure. Little did I know this would put her over the edge, she too began to scream out in pleasure. We were grunting, and groaning, screaming and moaning, as we both came hard. The orgasm shook through our bodies like an earthquake, leaving us trembling and weak. As we calmed down, I moved my face towards hers and kissed her gently. She had an evil twinkle in her eyes, so, she said, I have some toys we can play with later if you want. I hadn't realized what I had gotten into. Watch for part 3 – New Years Day New Year's Kisses Disclaimer: While I do not promote the practice of unprotected sex, sometimes I write about it – strictly for the purpose of scientific observation (t-i-c). ------------------------------------------------- Ahh! New Year’s Eve - “amateur night”, I know. My husband, Donny, got an unexpected job as a substitute bartender at a crusty tavern in a city about an hour’s drive from where we live. We hadn’t brought in the New Year together in years, so I thought it might be a hoot to come along. “Sure, you can come too, but the bar is kind of a kids’ hangout, just so you know,” Donny said. “Oh goodie! Maybe I’ll pick me up some strapping young stud,” I joked. “I’m sure you could Babe,” he replied, as we jumped in our old pickup. “I was just joking Honey,” I said, snuggling closer to him to keep warm. “Well, you know what the song says about how all the women look at closin’ time?” He laughed. “Why you asshole! I still got what it takes to get a hold of one of these anytime I want,” I teased and rubbed his crotch. “Boy I know that. I just love to watch you in action!” He smirked proudly, as I kept rubbing him. “So you still like watching guys hit on me - aren’t you the least bit jealous?” “Hell no! It’s such a turn on to see just how far you can lead them,” he said, as I felt his dick getting hard. “Hmm, well you’re probably out of luck. I’m not prowling for boys tonight; I’m after men,” I whispered in his ear and unzipped his fly. Tonguing his ear, I pulled out his sturdy hardon. “One man, in particular,” I purred and lowered my head to take his cock in my mouth. After 31 years, I know he likes it hard and fast. Gripping the base of his thick eight-inch pole, I took in more and more of him, until my throat tightened around his circumcised head. His butt cheeks tightened, as his pelvis slowly rose off the seat. “OH GOD BABY! Jesus Christ Barb, we’re in the middle of the interstate; you want me to have an accident?” He yelled. “Yeah, an accident in my mouth,” I said, coming up for air. Pumping his rock-hard cock, I gazed at the on-coming lights. “Uh oh, that might be an accident - better clean it up,” I said, feeling a coat of precum on my hand. I bent over once again to lick the sweet juice from his throbbing meat, when I felt the pickup slowing down. Clamping my lips around the head, I jacked his rod. As the warmth of his ejaculate filled my mouth, I let out a deep moan and swallowed it entirely. “OH GAWDDD! Baby, that was incredible!” He exclaimed, smoothing my hair. “But we’ll never make it to the bar at this rate,” he smiled and brought the pickup back up to speed. All that activity got my juices flowing too, but there was little I could do about it. I shelved my emotions and promised myself to surprise him with something suitable on the return trip. My mind was conjuring up all kinds of nasty scenarios when we pulled into the tavern’s parking lot. Donny wasn’t joking about the clientele. Their average ages were less than half our ages. Lots of good-looking guys and gals in their early twenties. I felt a bit overdressed in my black skirt that came right above my knees and a dark red satin blouse. Not that I didn’t get my share of complimentary looks, I just felt somewhat awkward, being in the company of people my own son’s age. My husband was expectedly busy slinging drinks. I sipped away at my drink and was comfortable just observing “Youthful Hormones on Parade.” The rap crap, playing too loud from the DJ, never appealed to my aged ears. However, after several drinks, it did seem to offer a primal, all be it, redundant background for those dancing. “Missus ‘B’ is that you?” Yelled a tall, well-built young man in my face. Sitting back on my barstool, I gazed up at the tall handsome young man and recognized a few facial features. I smiled at him and desperately tried to put his face and name together. “It’s JEFF –Jeff Martin!” He said at ear level. “Oh WOW! Is that really you, ‘little Jeff’?” I instantly recalled. “God, I haven’t seen you since you were this high!” I remarked, marking a much shorter level of height. “You look terrific!” “Thanks Missus ‘B’; you still look incredible,” he said, as I blushed. “This is Amy - Amy Trumble,” he introduced the cute little blonde next to him. I smiled cordially and shook her hand, as we tried to exchange pleasantries over the blasting monotony of thundering woofers. Jeff and my son, Josh had been best pals growing up, so we knew him and his family quite well. Due to the loudness of the bar, I spent most of the three-way conversation trying to get info from Jeff - how his family was doing, what kind of job he had, etc. We both concluded the “music” was too loud, but we really should celebrate the occasion with bar shots. Donny poured us each several stiff shooters of the latest, greatest, trendy liquor. Before long I was feeling rather tipsy and in no pain whatsoever. As the night lingered on and the tavern filled to capacity, I lost track of Jeff and his girl. Watching my husband charming many of the young bar sluts, I became enamored with the idea of jumping his bones again. As special parties go, this one was heating up to a nice pitch. By the time midnight came I was more than ready to let him take me right there on top of the bar. What little reality lingered in my brain kept me from acting too obnoxious, but a bad case of the hornies took hold of my senses. I promptly popped into the ladies room and discarded my bra, after my token New Year’s kiss. “I’ll be done here in about fifteen, if you wanna wait in the pickup Baby,” Donny suggested and smiled, noticing my hard nipples. I was sufficiently liquored to hardly notice the twelve-degree temperature, making my way across the lot to our pickup. It wasn’t until I sat down on the long upholstered bench seat for a few minutes that it dawned on me just how damn cold it was. Revving up the engine, I flicked the heater fan on high. One thing I CAN say about that old beater of a truck is that it sure has a kick-ass heater! After about ten minutes, it was comfortably warm inside. Keeping to my plan of seduction, I quickly pulled off my pantyhose and satin panties. Rolling my skirt up at the waist, it was now short enough to show off most of my white thighs (and hopefully compete with many of those young bar honeys). I undid two extra pearl blouse buttons and reached for my purse to reapply lipstick and sprits my cleavage with perfume. Slipping my feet back into my 3-inch black pumps, I sat with eager anticipation. I was ripe for the taking. Fifteen minutes turned into twenty - then thirty, as I focused on the party revelers stumbling across the dimly lit lot. I was close to checking up on my husband, when I finally caught sight of him heading toward me. As he jumped into the driver’s side, I got to my knees on the seat, threw my arms around his neck and started attacking his ear with my tongue. “Well, aren’t you hot-to-trot,” he smiled and glanced at my opened blouse. I expected him to throw the old beater into gear and get the hell out of there, but he just sat there. Figuring that he wanted to make out there in the parking lot, I started unbuttoning his shirt. “I’m afraid we have a little change in plans, Baby,” he said, running his hand down my back. “Yeah? What’s that?” I asked, rubbing his thigh. “I guess that Jeff kid had a big blowup with his girlfriend and she left him. Anyway he’s drunk on his ass and I told him we could take him home. Sorry Babe,” he apologized. “That’s OK, where does he live anyway? We can drop him off and still have our own “fun”,” I oozed. “Well, see that could be a problem…he lives not far from us,” Donny admitted. “Oh, I see,” I said with a certain amount of regret. My amorous wheels went spinning in reverse, as I heard a tap on my window. Poor, dejected Jeff glared in at me like a lost puppy. I unlocked the door and let him in, along with a gust of unwanted frozen air that sent a chill through my scantily clad body. “Sorry ‘bout this Missus ‘B’. That fucking bitch!” He blurted out and I could clearly see he was fully tanked. “It’s OK Jeff. Think nothing of it, and please call me ‘Barb’. Mrs. ‘B’ makes me feel so old,” I smiled. “Thass a deal, Missus… I mean, b-BARB,” he slurred. “Now what’s wrong with that Amy girl anyway? Doesn’t she know what a hunk she has?” I said, as Donny pulled out of the empty lot and rested his hand on my bare leg. “She’s just a damn tease. It drives me nuts,” said Jeff, letting his long body slump to rest his head back against the headrest. “You mean a cock teaser?” I asked, as Donny’s warm hand edged up my leg. “Exactly. She leads me on and then leaves me hangin’ out to dry, dammit!” He shook his head and starred out his window. “That can be very frustrating, I know,” I admitted and spread my legs for Donny. “Well that’s one thing I can’t accuse you of Babe,” added Donny, reaching under my shortened skirt to finger my warm naked pussy. “She did it to me again tonight and I just said, “FUCK IT”, I’m not dealing with that shit anymore!” Jeff rambled and stared out the window, while my husband continued to finger me. The darkness, with an occasional headlight, only partially concealed what Donny was up to under my skirt. However, self-absorbed Jeff wasn’t paying attention anyway. While he droned on about Amy, I was getting wetter by the second. I brought my legs up and knelt facing Donny, with my back to Jeff. My arm held on to the back of the seat, so I could easily ride his fucking fingers. “See, your wish came true, Barb. You got yourself a young stud for the taking,” Donny whispered and shoved two fingers deep in my hole. “Oh shut up and fuck me,” I countered and undid two more blouse buttons with my free hand. “So Jeff, how come we lost track of you anyway?” Donny asked, edging a third finger inside my steamy hole. “Oh, I was about fourteen or so when I stopped coming by. Guess I just found other interests or something,” said Jeff nervously. “So that’s all it was - other interests?” Donny asked. “Yeah, pretty much,” said Jeff. I could tell by the tone in Jeff’s voice that he faced in our direction when he replied. I never gave that a second thought and held up my right boob to Donny’s face. “I see, so there wasn’t one particular thing that kept you from dropping by?” Donny led him. “Well there was this one thing, but it’s kinda embarrassing,” Jeff offered reluctantly. “Hey, were all grownups here; what happened?” Donny asked and took a few choice licks of my hard nipple, before taking the on ramp to the interstate. “Well, like I said, Josh and I were almost fifteen actually, when we dropped by your place to ask you for a ride to the movies, I think. Josh knew Missus ‘B’, I mean Barb was home, but we didn’t know you were there too. We didn’t find THAT out, until we came upstairs. Back then we liked to sneak up on her; she was always fun like that,” Jeff giggled. “I remember that! You guys pulled that crap on me, whenever I would sunbathe. Sometimes it was quite embarrassing,” I said and rode Donny’s fingers harder. “I’m sorry Barb, but it was rather exciting to watch you try to cover up your big…” Jeff stopped. “I know, I KNOW! Oh Donny, give me a kiss, Honey,” I’m about to come,” I went back to a hard whisper. “Can’t right now, Babe. Gotta watch the road. Go on with your story Jeff,” Donny urged. “Oh yeah, so we reached the second floor and heard voices coming from your bedroom. The door was open a crack, so we peeked inside.” “And what did you and Josh see?” Donny asked and slowly pulled his fingers from my drenched hole. “You and Barb were naked on the bed. She was on her hands and knees and you were… “doing her” from behind.” “I was fucking her, right? I was fucking THIS, right?” Donny said and pulled my shortened skirt up to show Jeff my white ass. “Honey, what are you doing? God, I need to come!” I said aloud. “Soon enough Baby,” he said, undoing the rest of my blouse. “YES! You were fucking her! It was beautiful! SHE was…IS BEAUTIFUL! Her big beautiful swinging tits slapping together, as your cock rammed her sweet pussy from behind. God, she was gorgeous!” Still on my knees, with my back to Jeff, I started rubbing my clit like there was no tomorrow. Donny stripped my blouse off and I heard the distinct sound of a zipper behind me. I was so fucking hot at that point you could have lit a match on me. “God it’s h-hot in here!” Jeff stammered. “Maybe you should take off that heavy coat Jeff… and your shirt,” I directed, looking straight at Donny, while he concentrated on the road. “This is really turning you on, isn’t it?” I asked Donny. He smiled and nodded. “Turning you on too,” my husband added. “That’s beside the point,” I said and swayed my big jugs against him. “Then what did you two boys do?” Donny asked and tugged at my skirt. I gave Donny a final look, as if to question whether he was sure about all of this. He smiled and nodded. I slowly wiggled out of my skirt and began undressing him, as Jeff spoke, “Josh and I pulled out our dicks and started jacking off.” “And what were you thinking?” Donny probed, as I unbuckled his belt and unzipped him. “Pretty much the same thing I’m thinking right now - how much I’d like to fuck your wife,” Jeff said calmly, as a giant shudder went through me. “Jeff, I do appreciate your being honest about this,” Donny started, as I sucked my husband’s growing erection. “Guess the question now is whether or not my wife would ever consider your invitation,” he said running his hand down my exposed butt crack. “Maybe, if you gave her little kiss, that might further your cause. Is that OK with you Baby, if Jeff here kisses your tight pussy, hmm?” I let out a long moan, spread my legs and reached between my thighs to spread my tender lips for Jeff’s benefit. I felt the seat give way, as the young stud slid down behind me. His large hands caressing my ass sent a fever to my pussy, as I sucked my husband’s cock deeper. Pulling my hand from my wetness, I fondled my jugs, as Jeff’s tongue parted my liquid lips. His long tongue generously explored my labia and easily penetrated my vagina. God, he is good! From his angle, his inserted finger found what his tongue couldn’t reach - my clitoris. Fingering my clit faster and faster, his tongue slid up my crack and forced its way into my asshole. Mere seconds away from an orgasm, I gagged on Donny’s cock. He pulled me up by my hair. “I think it’s time you gave Jeff a New Year’s kiss,” Donny recommended. With Donny’s precum coating my lips, I slowly turned toward Jeff for the first time. The dark-haired, slim, muscular, hunk reseated and stared longingly at my body, as he stroked his long cock. I leaned toward him and soothed his face with a soft touch. Without a word, I inched my face close to his, our lips poised to do the unthinkable. I detected my own scent on his lips and ran my fingers through his lengthy dark hair. “Happy New Year, Jeff”, I whispered into his mouth and ran my tongue inside his upper lip. His green eyes told me that was all the seduction needed. He pulled my naked mature body to his and kissed my neck. I yanked his head back against the seat and kissed him full on the mouth. Shifting our heads from one side, then the other, we explored, teased and tormented each other in a delightful tongue dance. I broke off the kiss prematurely to catch my breath and backed up to watch him jack off. I felt Donny’s hand come from around my back and fondle my boob. That was the sign I needed, that my husband was totally OK with my making out with this young stud. “Here, let me do that,” I said, taking hold of his thick ten-inch long monster. “You’ve grown up for sure, Jeff - very impressive!” I gave the monster several hard yanks, enough to produce a thin film of precum. “Tell me Baby, how often can you get off?” “Ah usually ‘bout three or four times a night, I think,” he replied with a certain amount of pride. “But, for you Barb, I could go all night long!” “Hmmm, let’s see, I sure could use a nice long fucking, but I can’t have you coming inside me (that’s all I need – to get knocked up by a twenty-four-year-old, at my age). Do you have any protection?” I purred and licked a long stream of silky juice from his big knob. He shook his head and mentioned something about leaving them in his car. “How ‘bout a fucking my tits and we’ll figure something out, OK?” He nodded eagerly and I had him pull his pants down. Kneeling on the floor between his strong legs, I gathered my fleshy melons around his tall rod and let him tit-fuck me. Donny stroked himself and seemed thrilled to watch his mature wife taking on a much younger man. I felt my wet pussy dripping with renewed desire, as Jeff’s cock rubbed my cleavage harder and faster. “Yeah, YEAH Baby, fuck those big tits!” I urged and felt his thick vein swell. “Yeahhh, come all over my tits, ummm,” I begged and backed off to let him shoot his wad. Holding my massive melons to make an ample shelf, I delighted in watching the youngster jack three, no four, long strands of warm white cum on my chest. Taking all of this in, my husband groaned with an impending climax. Though I wanted his seedless cum shooting inside my pussy, I knew by the tone in his voice he wouldn’t be able to hold out. Smearing Jeff’s spent cum all over my chest, I leaned over and tried to catch Donny’s cock in my mouth. I was too late. “Yeah Baby! Shoot it! Yeah, come all over my face!” I yelled, as Donny’s revived cock spewed fresh cum across my nose and into my open mouth. “Yum, YUM! Just look at all this delicious cum!” I grinned and grabbed both of their slimy dicks, while it dripped from my lips and tits. Still gripping Jeff’s semi-rigid boner, I sucked my husband’s cock dry. Feeling my pussy twitching, I switched over to suck Jeff’s mighty rod for the first time. I was so obsessed with the idea of fucking him, I never considered deep-throating the entire length of him. A long, hard, young cock was ready for me - that’s all that mattered. I crawled back up on the seat to straddle him. “OH GODD, THAT FEELS GOOD!” I sighed, sliding my super-lubricated pussy down his meaty pole. “Oh Baby, you’re so tight. It’s like I always dreamt it would be!” Exclaimed Jeff, as I took the entire length of his cock inside. Grinding myself into his crotch, my fuzzy brain rationalized this was exactly what I needed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smashed my melons against his hairy chest. My vaginal muscles started to spasm, which was a clear indication to young Jeff that I was ready. Gripping both of my ass cheeks he raised my body up his pole, only to let gravity slam me down. That was fun a few times, but I could tell he wanted more. “Lay me down Baby,” I whispered and held him close. The strong stud turned both of us and gently lowered me to the seat. With my head resting in Donny’s lap, Jeff had enough room to grab both my ankles. I let my legs slide down his muscular biceps, as his wonderful cock plunged deep into me. “There ya go Jeff! Fuck her good, Man!” My husband cried. “Damn Man, she’s got such a tight pussy!” Jeff said, between strokes. “She knows how to use it too, Kid,” Donny added and reached down to squeeze my boobs. “Come on Stud! Stop yappin’ and start slappin’!” I exhorted, took hold of my legs behind my knees and pulled them back for deeper penetration. Jeff’s words turned into grunts, growls and groans, as he quick-screwed me. The lovely sound of his big balls rhythmically slapping against my ass mixed with the sloppy sound of his scrumptious cock filling and refilling my cunt. “Oh God Donny, he’s making me come!” I eeked and dug my fingernails into Jeff’s tight shoulders. New Year's Kisses This is my first story I have ever written. Everything I have written is based on true events. Happy reading! ***** Seriously, it's not even midnight and I can already hear champagne bottles popping open. My roommates are practically alcoholics at this point in the game. 9pm and our party hasn't even started, in fact- nobody has shown up yet as I'm finishing up the last bit of taping for the decorations. Black and gold everywhere in my small apartment, glittered balloons filled the ceiling, glitter was everywhere- hell, the Jello shots were even glitter. I shimmy my way into my tightest and shortest black dress because why the hell not? It's New Years and my fiancé doesn't usually see me in revealing clothes. As I get ready for my friends to arrive I curl my blond locks and let them fall freely to my shoulders and add a dab of my bright cherry lipstick. I look hot. I'm not used to this. I typically wear loose fitting tops and leggings with a ponytail- but not tonight. I smile as I see this alter-ego of myself glancing back in the mirror. "This is too much" I think to myself. I then begin to doubt myself but before I could change my mind, there's a knock at the door. My already drunk roommate screams in delight and runs to open it. It's too late for me at this point. My best friend has already called me out on my little black dress look. I blush now that the attention is on me. My fiancé squeezes my ass behind the kitchen counter as our guests begin to pile the beer in. The night goes on with various rounds of drinking games and before I know it I am in my room with my sheer black tights down to my ankles. Two hours have passed and I've had a few shots to many while on the other-hand my fiancé was still fairly sober. He pushes me onto my back and I can already feel myself getting wet as I hit the bed. I am drunk to the point that I'm not very quick to respond so I just laid back and let it all happen. Slowly I feel my tights slide down my legs. All of the lights are on and although he is my fiancé I feel very exposed. Staring into my eyes he slides a finger into my pussy. Pushing in and out I can feel myself begin to breathe heavily. I let out a low whimper of pleasure and he pushes his hand over my mouth and tells me to not make a sound- we have guests and it would be rude if they weren't in on the fun. My legs spread open and he begins to kiss my stomach, slowly moving down towards my clit and his warm tongue is now flicking quickly. The intensity is making me squirm and his breath slightly tickles my inner thighs. His grip holds my legs still against the bed. I begin to wonder how long we have been away from the party when he begins to nibble my clit. He slides three fingers in massaging my insides roughly but ever so sensitively. I feel the pressure building up. I want to cum but I want this to last. I can't take it anymore. My face is flushing, heart pounding, insides shaking. As he finishes sucking on my pussy I feel the electric shock of my orgasm rush through my body and up my spine. Digging into my pussy a few last times as it pulsates on his hands I let out a breath of relief. I lie there breathlessly as he smiles of his accomplishment. I have always loved when he makes me his. It's the greatest part about our sex life. It's why we work. I am the ruler of our roost when it comes to our daily adult lives as far as time management, our finances, etc. but he practically owns me in the bedroom. As my breathing slows he lays beside me, circling his fingers through my dress around my nipples. My drunken body takes it, feeling the tingling all inside my body. He begins to whisper in my ear and I can smell my feminine scent from his breath, "Happy New Years babe. My turn." Before I got a clear message of what was happening, I am then pushed to my knees. His grip pulls my hair back, mouth gaped open. The sensitive part is over, now time for the rough stuff. My tights are still draped around my ankles, constraining my movement. "Pull your boobs out" he says. I reach into my dress and pull out my breasts. The tightness of my dress hides my stomach so only my C cups and pussy are showing. For the first time in my life, I feel like a porn star, and in a confident way. I love listening and completing his demands. He gazes at my perky breasts and begins to pinch and pull at my nipples. Again I make the mistake of uttering a whimper of pleasure. This is not the rules, I know this. "Keep your mouth shut bitch. Now it's time for your punishment". Unzipping his pants and exposing his penis, he pulls me close and forces me to deep throat his 8 inch cock with his grasp on my hair. His hand pushing into my head, I feel my eyes water up. His dick is so hard in my mouth and it begins to turn me on even more. He holds me there for a few seconds before exclaiming "next time you want to make a sound remember what a dirty slut you feel like right now". He lifts me off and I agree to his rules. I stand up and begin to ride his cock with my still wet pussy. I'm still so sensitive down there from my orgasm but seeing the arousal on his face kept me going. I want him to cum with me on top but he had other plans. He pushes me off again and tells me to suck him off. I circle my lips around the tip before I slide my tongue from bottom to top. I can taste myself on him and I realize why he likes eating me out so much. I feel him beginning to squirm now so I take my hands and widen his legs by pushing from his inner thighs. In and out his dick is sliding to and from my mouth. My hand takes my place on him and I breathe warmly on his balls. I start to lightly lick them and I can feel his tension heighten. "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum" he says under his harsh breath. I quickly move back to position my mouth on his cock and feel his manhood squirt into my mouth. As he likes it, I swallow his cum until he is finished. Whew. Nearly 45 minutes has passed at this point and our friends are probably wondering where we are. I pull myself back together and touch up my makeup. I shamelessly open my bedroom door and rejoin the party that has gotten wild at this point. I look around the room and see one hell of a mess that I will have to clean in the morning right after I'm hangover free. As I looked across the room my best friend, the one I was talking about earlier, her name is Sarah, then shoots me the "I know what you did" look and I just send back a smile and grab a drink. I'm certain my fiancé is done for the night and probably asleep now. Unfortunately the countdown to midnight begins without him, but I couldn't complain since he just gave me the best sex we have ever had together. Everyone rushes to find their midnight kissing partners and naturally Sarah and I are now a team in this. "HAPPY NEW YEARS!" Everyone shouts, the champagne bottles now burst open and spill everywhere and then it happens. Sarah has her lips locked to mine. It doesn't feel like a I-kissed-my-best-friend kiss, it feels like a I-want-to-fuck kiss. I'm confused, but so turned on. To be continued. New Year's Kisses “Yeah Baby, that’s it… come on his big young cock!” Donny yelled and put a death-grip on one of my breast. “Keep pumping her Jeff. Give her all you got, Stud!” Shaking my head wildly, my lower body locked tight. I screamed one long shrill tone, as my complete body climaxed. Letting my black heels fall to the seat on either side of my convenient lover, I dug in and flexed my back so my pelvis matched his continuing strokes. My clit was on fire from the savage friction of his super shaft and my body was electrified with another orgasm Coming down from plateau number two, I sensed the pickup slowing down and saw Donny hit the right signal. Worn, yet invigorated, I smoothed Jeff’s bare back to slow him down. Overhead lights flashed as we passed. We were clearly on some sort of exit ramp. “Rest Area, for anybody that needs to drain-a-vein!” Donny announced. “Boy oh boy, I SURE do!” I answered and wrapped my legs tight around Jeff for a parting squeeze. He leaned down and we exchanged another passionate kiss. His full erection twitched inside me and I threw my arms around him. Sucking his thick tongue, I felt his cock start to throb. When Donny jumped out to take a piss, I ran my hand between us to grip the base of his cock. Pulling away from his kiss, I took a deep breath, “I simply have no idea what’s wrong with that Amy-girl? That was definitely one of the best fucks I’ve ever had! And, you’re such a gentleman not to come inside me,” I reminded him, as he sucked my tits. “Oh God Barb, I sure could - RIGHT NOW!” I unwrapped my legs from around him and pushed him off me, still applying a vice grip hold on the base of his thick-veined super-cock. Kneeling back on his heels against the door, he winced in pain. I knelt over him and took the large round cock head in my mouth and loosened my grip. Out gushed such a torrent of starchy jism, like I’ve never experienced. The first blast shot to the back of my throat with enough force to make me gag. Gasping for air, I recoiled in time for a second wave. Grasping my hair, he held my head, replaced my cock-holding hand with his and literally showered my face from forehead to chin with his potent juice. “Take it ALL, you cum-sucking whore!” He yelled and forced his spouting hose back into my mouth. Blinking my eyes to see through the sticky goo, I felt both his hands on my head making me take the entire length of his stiff shaft down my throat. I’ve never been actually violated, but this had all the ear-marks of a rape. I reached up and pushed against his pelvis as hard as I could to make him back off. That only made him grab my hair harder. I considered racking him in the nuts, but feared how he might react. My stretched out mouth and throat were so sore I started to moan in pain. He seemed to delight in that and squirted another short load down my throat. It was like he could pick and choose when he wanted to ejaculate. I had truly created a monster and prayed for Donny’s quick return. “OK Bitch, here comes your old man. You should show him what a nasty fucking whore you really are,” he said, releasing my hair. Pulling his pants back up, he added, “And, by the way, I think you should join me in the restroom”. Wiping tears and cum from my eyes, I weighed the options. Jeff out-weighed Donny by thirty or forty pounds, and was obviously strong enough to inflict real damage to either of us. I had to keep quiet. Donny opened the driver’s side door and got in. “Hey guys, what’s up? Damn Baby, you’ve been fucking this young stud all this time?” Donny asked, seeing my cum-soaked face. “So, was it good?” My eyes pleaded for help, but I nodded and gave my husband a fraudulent smile. “Yeah Donny, you’ve got one hell of a fucking wife there, but right now we’ve gotta take a potty break, OK?” Said Jeff, draping his heavy parka over my naked shoulders. Stepping down from the pickup with Jeff, the frigid air hit me like a wall. We quickly made our way across the vacant parking lot to the public restrooms. Clothed in nothing but my high heels and Jeff’s parka, I was a shivering cumcicle by the time we got to the dark building. When I headed toward the ladies room, Jeff took my arm and walked me around the back to join him in the men’s room. “J-J-Jesus K-Krist Jeff, what the hell is with you anyway?” I asked, my face frozen with cum. “Why, what’s wrong Barb? I thought cock-teasing blondes liked your sex rough?” He smirked, standing at the urinal. “I don’t know WHERE you got that idea! Donny said I wasn’t into cock teasing. Hell, I think I’ve showed you a pretty good time tonight,” I stated, washing my face. “That you have Barb,” Jeff admitted. “Well then, don’t ruin it, by being so mean. You don’t need to force me, OK?” “I’m sorry Barb. I-I just thought… Well, maybe I did have a little too much to drink. Damn! Please forgive me?” He apologized and changed his tone completely to one of repentance, as I used one of the stalls. “Apology accepted,” I said and flushed the toilet. Opening the stall door, I was surprised to see him standing right in front of me. “I sure never meant to hurt you, Barb. You sure you’re not pissed off?” He begged and slowly massaged his crotch. “God, you’re so damn attractive! How can I ever make it up to you?” he pleaded. “Oh I’m sure we can work something out - something mutually beneficial,” I winked, dropped the parka and undid his pants. We all entertain certain demons when we drink too much. My personal favorite is lust. The idea that this young hunk was even the slightest bit interested in my fifty+ body filled my senses with nothing but lust for him. In my head, swimming with the desire to experience every tangible piece of him, rational thought, morality and faithfulness were concepts reduced to the size of a pea. His hands replaced mine to shove his pants down. I locked my hands around his neck and pulled myself up to kiss him. As the kiss intensified, I released my hold and turned my back to him to nuzzle my ass against his fully erect tool. He took hold of my tits from behind and slid his long smooth dick down my crack, until it parted my lower lips. “Damn Barb, I sure would like to come inside you,” he begged, as his cock impaled me again. My three-inch heels raised me to the right height for fucking his 6’3” tall frame. Leaning over the toilet, my hands pressed against the cold tile for support. He took hold of my hips and soon reached proper ramming speed. I tingled after a series of mini-orgasms and knew it probably wouldn’t be wise to give him another case of blue balls. Saturating my fingers with my own saliva, I reached back and smeared spit all over my ass and rectum, while Jeff slowed his pace. I assumed he knew what I wanted, when he pulled his meaty shaft out of my pussy. “That’s it Baby, fuck me in the ass. Ooooo yeah, easy now,” I directed, as he slowly edged the big head of his long pole into my asshole. “GOD DAMN Barb, it’s soo fucking tight! I’m afraid to go any…” “It’s OK Darlin’, I can take more,” I said, sensing the boy had never done this before. I felt my rectum stretch, as he slid about half his cock inside me. “Oooo, come on Baby and fuck me,” I commanded and reached down to finger my pussy. His short thrusts were slow and measured at first. “Harder Baby - HARDER!” I yelled. Gripping my hips again, he rammed another few inches in deeper. “Come on you Mother-Fuc….” I started, as he forced damn near his entire thick ten-inch monster up my ass. “OH GAWDD!” “OK Bitch! You want all of this?” “GOD YES! Fill my fucking ass!” “I’ll fill up your ass alright, then I’ll come inside you ‘til you can’t stand it!” He growled and slapped his huge balls against my pussy. “God, Oh GOD, YES! Fill me with your hot cum,” I said, steadying myself with one hand against the wall, while I hoisted up one of my swinging tits to suck on. Just then I felt a gush of cold air and heard the outside door slam. Jeff must have heard it too, but he was in full fucking mode and just ignored the fact that somebody had entered. I bit down on my nipple and kept pace with my new lover. “BARB? You in here?” “DONNY? Oh God, I’m so glad it’s YOU!” I yelled, as Jeff slammed into me. “I, I mean we… (SHIT, that feels good!) We’re back here!” I heard our stall door creak and thump against Jeff’s back, as Donny tried to open it. “Just checking to make sure you didn’t fall in,” Donny said, with an obvious amount of concern in his voice. “Jeff, you’re starting to make me feel a little jealous Man, ya know?” Donny admitted, with a more serious tone. I reached behind and made Jeff back away. This time he seemed to be amiable (maybe he was sobering up?) and complied with my non-verbal request. As he backed out of my puckered hole, I ripped off several handfuls of toilet paper and cleaned his rigid meat. “Don’t go anywhere, Baby; we’re not done yet. I’ve got an idea,” I whispered, gave him a peck on the cheek and opened the stall door. “HONEY! I’ve missed you Baby,” I purred, whisked my blonde hair back and pressed my naked self against Donny. “I don’t think you’ve missed much tonight!” Claimed Donny, glancing at my less than proper appearance. “Honey, I need you to do me a big favor, OK?” I ignored his statement, took off his coat and undid his pants. “I need you to fuck me, Baby,” I breathed and unzipped him. “No problem. Right here?” He replied, fondling my hooters, as I reached for his dick. “Right here - right now. But, that’s not the favor,” I said and opened Jeff’s stall again. Young Jeff stood there facing us with his stiff manhood in hand. Stepping out of his pants, he unbuttoned and threw off his shirt. Grabbing up Jeff’s parka from the cold floor, I laid it out neatly on the ample floor space in front of the stalls next to Donny’s coat. I approached Donny and undid his shirt, when Jeff came up from behind me. “You’ve got goose bumps,” Donny noticed, as I discarded his shirt and jacked his growing erection. “Not for long, I’m sure,” I said and felt the length of Jeff’s long sausage slide in my ass crack, while his warm hands caressed my torso and hips. “About that favor - where do want me, Baby?” Donny asked, knowing full well I needed to fuck them both. “Why don’t you lay down Honey,” I nodded and let go of his hardon. He knelt in front of me and spread my legs. Still in my heels, I was at a perfect height for my husband to comfortably eat my snatch, which he did eagerly. Jeff brought his hands up to fondle my chest and kiss my neck, as his hot cock sweetly nested in my crack. “Oh God, you guys are going to spoil me,” I accepted, gripping a hunk of Donny’s hair with one hand and massaging Jeff’s hand on my boob with the other. “That’s the whole idea, Baby,” said Jeff into my ear. I felt my knees start to give way and pulled Donny’s head from my swollen pussy. He laid down on the coats and held his familiar cock for me. Straddling his mature body, I knelt over him, spread my pink lips and took his cock in my pussy. Jeff seemed to be anxious, just watching us fuck. Standing tall beside me, cock in hand, I felt his hand softly stroke my hair. Without a second thought, I turned my head and took Jeff’s ever-ready cock in my mouth. Donny’s cock twitched inside me, while his hands grabbed two handfuls of my big tits. Although my husband was unquestionably thrilled to observe me giving head to such a well hung young stud, my mouth and throat were still quite sore from Jeff’s first face-fucking. I think Jeff even sensed this BJ was more a formality than anything else. Of course, he didn’t turn it down either (no man ever has). Finally, I pulled Jeff’s rod out of my mouth, gave it a good squeeze and batted my eyes up into his. With my husband’s joystick imbedded in my pussy, I brought my upper body down and leaned forward. I turned my head back to see Jeff squatting behind me. My stretched out anus easily accepted Jeff’s long dong, at least initially. It wasn’t until his young cock was about five inches inside that I wondered if taking both of their thick tools was even possible. “You think you can do this Baby?” Whispered Donny, watching my facial expressions morphing from pain to lust and delight and back again. “Can you feel him Honey?” I winced, then rolled my eyes. “Yeah, and THEN some,” he groaned. “God, how much more is there?” Donny asked, with nothing but a thin fabric of my flesh separating them. “Plenty more Pops, and she’s entitled to all of it!” Jeff proudly announced and shoved another few inches up my ass. The three of us let out a communal groan. I threw my head back against Jeff’s broad shoulders, while my finger nails dug into Donny’s. I felt as if I was standing (in this case kneeling) on the threshold between pure pain and utter pleasure. A strange, calm silence came over the three of us and lingered, until I felt Donny’s thick vein begin to twitch against my clit. Like shifting from neutral to drive, I opted to ignore the physical displeasure and offer myself as their ultimate sex vehicle. Forbidden fantasies of carnal lust filled my head, as I rhythmically swayed back and forth. Thoughts of seducing young men in front of my husband, sweaty passionate kisses, huge, rigid cocks lined up for the sucking, sloppy blowjobs, cum-dripping mouths and cunts, cum-dripping boobs, large, mature melons pressed tightly together, sweet young Amy sucking my cum-laden tits, tasting her succulent pussy and she returning the favor - perverted visions of myself as the focal point of huge orgies. Like finding a key, I had unlocked a sinful door into a part my lurid psyche that I never expected could exist and I was languishing in it. Suddenly, I discovered the new-found ability to alternate contractions between my vaginal and rectal muscles. Hands everywhere caressed, groped and grabbed my tits and ass, as they took turns driving their unrelenting cocks deeper into my slimy recesses. “Take me now, you fuckers! Fill me up with those big fucking cocks! GOD, that feels gooood! Yeah, fuck me HARD!” I screamed. The combination of my filthy remarks mixed with their loud grunts and groans to echo from the cold stark tile walls, porcelain and steel doors of the public restroom. Three naked bodies tied together in such an unromantic place - it all seemed surreal. Closing my eyes in retreat, I imagined myself in some twisted dream on a magic island, when a chill went through me. In my dream, it was a fleeting ocean breeze coming in from the bay. The pleasant sound of a trickling fountain and the scent of lilacs filled my senses, until I heard the obnoxious roar of a urinal? Never one to break up a sweet dream, I was content to refrain from opening my eyes and continued riding my lusty suitors. Like sandy leaves on the beach, I heard him approaching. “Man, you guys got your-selves one nice looking lady there!” Said the island native. “Why thank you Sir. That’s such a sweet thing to say,” I replied and smiled up at the tall black man, squinting my eyes from the bright sun just behind his head. “YES, very nice indeed! Mind if I watch a bit?” He asked with such a friendly voice. My two lovers virtually ignored the black stranger and went about their sordid business. The intruder saw I was straining to angle my face to see his, and crouched down within a few feet of us. “Sorry they’re so rude, but they’re kinda busy fucking me,” I smiled and whipped my hair back, while my lovers rocked me to and fro. “No need to apologize, Ma’am - no need at all,” he grinned and gently pushed my blonde hair aside. I leaned my cheek into his big dark hand, as he tenderly pulled it away. “My name is Barb.” “Hi Barb, I’m James,” came from his full lips, as his dark eyes took in my tits and ass. “Hi…I have big boobs,” I blurted out (who knows why?). “I can see that. They are quite beautiful!” Said the handsome stranger I figured to be in his early thirties. “You can feel them if you want.” “Oh, I don’t think that’s such a…” he stopped, licked his lips and looked down at my husband. “It’s OK Man; she loves it,” said Donny, between strokes. I leaned my upper body back as much as possible and gave my big jugs a jiggle for him. My invitation was too much to refuse. He reached over with both hands, cupped and fondled my supple melons, until I gave him a long contented sigh. “Oooo, I like your touch James. I like it even more when somebody sucks them - really hard!” “DAMN! Damn Lady, you’re something else!” Exclaimed James, as he stood back up. “My wife should see THIS!” He added. “I’d love to meet your wife; bring her on in,” I laughed. “Maybe I will… maybe I’ll do just do that,” he insisted. “Fine, you know where we’ll be,” I said, as he let the door close behind him. “You think that’s such a good idea, Baby? We don’t even know these people,” wondered my concerned husband. “He seems like a nice guy to me, and besides, I wouldn’t say we knew Jeff here all that well until tonight, did we Jeff?” I countered, and squeezed my asshole. Jeff’s only reply was a grunt, as he favored my ass with another series of long, deep plunges. “GOD DAMN! So, are you fuckers ever gonna finish me off? My knees are about raw…never mind the other parts!” “Hey Babe, no problem, we can fix that. Jeff, back off a second, OK?” Donny said. Jeff pulled out and I climbed off my husband. The three of us stood up to catch a break, when in through the door stumbled James and his noticeably drunk wife. The tall, shapely black woman, also thirty-something, was decked out in a full-length fur coat. “JIMMIE, there’s nothing but naked white people in here!” Yelled the attractive, but quite inebriated woman, catching herself on the sinks. “Everybody this is Veronica, or you can call her Ronnie. Ronnie, this is… well “everybody,” introduced Jimmie, taking off his long coat. Donny and Jeff, still sporting hard erections, awkwardly waved. Folding my arms to cover up, I walked over to Ronnie. “Hi, I’m Barb,” I smiled into a pair of dark glazed eyes. “That’s a fantastic coat,” I added, running my hand over the fur. “Yeah well, looks like you might need one, Barb,” she said, moving my other arm to reveal my chest. “Damn Jimmie, she does have a nice sized rack,” she woke up and reached over to weigh each of my pale boobs by hand. “Jimmie says you like to have ‘em sucked; so do I,” she grinned and opened her long coat. I caught the heavy coat before it hit the floor and handed it back to her husband. I heard a collective hum from the men, as we were treated to the sight of her sexy party dress. The tight-fitting silver sequined fabric appeared to be painted on her voluptuous ebony frame. The spaghetti-strapped, deep-cut halter dress brought focus to a more-than-ample set of firm tits, while the extra short length of it made her athletic legs seem endless. Gazing at her new admirers, she winked and took the opportunity to give us a few runway dips and turns. To make room for her floor show, I unexpectedly bumped back against a solid wall - which was James. Feeling his warm hands on my bare shoulders, I was content to stand still, while his wife entertained. “What a boring fucking party! Ever been to a New Year’s Eve party with a bunch of accountants? GOD, that was ever boring!” She started and stopped to shed her bracelets. Jimmie’s hands rubbed my shoulders and down my arms to warm me up, while his wife was obviously ready to strip for Jeff and my husband. Raising her slender hands up and under her long black wavy hair, she reached back and untied the top from around her neck, letting her dress fall to rest on top of her bosom. Ignoring her stage of undress, she ambled closer to Donny and Jeff in her 4” high silver heels, bitching the whole time about “bean-counting nerds” and their snobby wives. New Year's Kisses Ronnie’s open display of sexuality was an excellent diversion for her husband and I. Feeling his hands fall from my arms to my hips, I reached behind and meant to unzip him. To my surprise, I found he had already undone more than that himself. Glancing down at my feet, I noticed his dress pants lying in a heap on the floor and felt his silk boxers. When my hand fished around for his fly, he let go of my hips to pull the boxers down. My seductive backwards dance with this total stranger continued, as his sultry wife charmed the other two guys on the other side of the restroom. Facing the two of them, I watched her whisper something to each man, teasing their chests with her fingers. Donny’s hand went around her back and unzipped the back of her dress, as Jeff’s hand pulled her top down. Both men peeled the silver dress over her hips to show her black thong neatly embedded in her ass. “You have a very sexy wife there Jimmie,” I said and finally turned quickly around to face him. “I’m afraid she doesn’t hold her liquor very well,” he remarked, while I unbuttoned his white shirt and stripped it off his massive shoulders. “Looks like she might have a thing for white guys,” I said and French-kissed his ear. “Nice thing about Ronnie, she doesn’t discriminate, when it comes to age, race OR sex,” he replied and pressed his long cock against my belly. “Ummm, that’s sounds intriguing,” I gasped at feeling Ronnie’s hard naked body against my back. “So, it isn’t enough that you fucked these two studs; now you’re going after my old man?” she whispered and bit my ear. “What makes you think I would let you do that?” She asked, grabbing hold of my boob with one hand and fingering my pussy from behind. I swooned and let my head fall back against her shoulder, as her husband backed away. The scent of her perfume was damn near as intoxicating as she was. When I started licking and kissing her neck, she pressed her meaty melons into my back and fingered my clit so fast I thought I’d pass out. Her face turned to mine. Running my hand up her naked thigh, our mouths opened to meet in a passionate kiss. With darting tongues probing each other, a continuous flow of our combined saliva seeped from our mouths. Sucking in her long tongue, I swiveled about on my heels to face her. Our hands and fingers moved quickly to fondle and grope every part of each other, as our kiss turned into an exercise of ‘who could moan the loudest.’ All three men huddled around us in a circle jacking their big cocks. Black and white and red hot all over, Ronnie and I pleasured each other to a terrific mutual orgasm. Tearing away from our messy kiss, we paused to catch our breath. Eye to eye, staring at each other, we withdrew our fingers from each other’s dripping pussies and silently knew what had to happen next. Pushing the men aside, we made our way to the make-shift coat bed on the floor and went to our knees. I lay down on my back first, nestling my head between her bent knees and parted thighs. The younger ebony goddess leaned down so we could suck each other’s massive tits, while my hips writhed in anticipation. Little time was spent sucking each other’s boobs; our desire to taste pussy was overwhelming. My hard nipple popped from her mouth and her tongue mapped a clear path down my tummy to my thin-covered bush. I set my sights on her shaven mound overhead and pulled her ass. Our tongues simultaneously met their targets. Sliding my tongue up and down her black lips, I felt her spreading my pink lips. “Oh God,” I murmured, as she sunk her longer tongue in my hole and quick-licked my clitoris. Spreading her tight ass, I took her thin lips into my mouth and tongue-teased her twat. Our lesbian activity was like honey-to-the-bee to the guys. Looking up, I watched Jeff’s sturdy tool slowly penetrate her pussy from behind. Both Ronnie and Jeff moaned, as I licked both of them. She moved her knees to raise herself to give Jeff a better shot at her pussy. When she stopped giving me head, I assumed she must be working on Donny’s cock too. Her hand and long nails worked my cunt, while I strained to eat more of her delicious pussy. Suddenly, I felt what must have been Jimmie’s cock head on my mound. The super-thick head easily parted my tender lips, as he slowly fed more and more of his black cock inside me. “You girls have had your playtime. Now its time for some serious fucking,” I heard him say, while he wrapped his arms around my hips and pelvis. Pulling me from under his wife, his strong arms slid up my back and lifted me up into his lap. I was instantly impaled by his foot-long mega-cock while he knelt. I definitely had more than my share of cocks already tonight, but this one took the prize for size! “WHAT THE HELL! Jimmie, you never mentioned you carried around such a beast - you could hurt somebody with that thing!” I got out, between labored breaths. Grunting and groaning, I rode his black fucking pipe like crazy. Hearing Ronnie’s tiny squeals from behind me, I knew the boys must laying it to her. “Come up here, Baby. I need to fuck you good,” said Jimmie, as he stood up. “Yeah Baby, fuck me good!” I said, wrapped my legs and arms tight around him, while he got up. He gripped and spread my mature ass, as I rode his huge honking meat. While we fucked, he turned so I could watch Donny and Jeff fucking Ronnie. Jeff caught us looking, whipped out his young rod, stood up and walked toward us. Jeff’s height was perfect for fucking my ass from behind - which he did. That left drunken Ronnie sucking off my husband. “Oh GOD NO!” I screamed, as Jeff’s ready cock entered my asshole for the third time. I sensed this time young Jeff was ready to come, but I wondered how long Jimmie could go on “Tell me you’ve been fixed…” I wished in Jimmie’s ear. “Fixed, clean and ready to fill you up Baby,” he answered. When he sucked a good chunk of my fleshy boob into his mouth, I rode them both faster. I watched my husband shoot a nice load of cum into Ronnie’s mouth, just as Jeff’s patient cock throbbed in my ass. His warm, youthful spunk filled my hole and leaked like an open faucet from my asshole. This triggered a similar reaction from my new black lover. Once Jeff’s dick popped out, Jimmie’s pile driver shot a full burst of seedless cum deep inside me. Crazy Jeff wasted no time and forced Ronnie to suck his slimy, shitty semi-erection. I eased myself down Big Jim’s long body and, on my knees, cleaned his thick-coated cock with my mouth. With Ronnie and I both giving head, in such close proximity, it seemed only natural for us to share a cum-kiss. Both men stood between us, still pumping their well-lubed hardons for us. Her thick full lips met mine. Two big cocks dripping with thick, white cum took turns sliding in and out of our opened mouths, until Ronnie and I pushed them aside. Delicious salty-fresh cum spilled in globs onto our breasts, as we kissed with the passion of two long-lost lovers. After exchanging phone numbers and a few parting kisses, Jim and Ronnie left us to head home. Me and “the guys” braved the frozen night air and jumped back into the pickup. Shuffling back into my skirt and blouse, I finally breathed a long contented sigh. Donny and Jeff looked at each other, laughed and each complimented my sigh with exaggerated ones of their own. I smiled to myself, as we pulled back onto the interstate. Right then I knew 2004 held the promise of being a wonderful year! Epilogue It wasn’t until we dropped Jeff off at his place, that my husband explained how he knew so much about the boys’ eavesdropping all those years ago. Back then, we had a large mirrored bureau facing our bed. Due to its position, Donny could see the boys in the mirror, but they couldn’t see him watching them. It was all pretty simple. Of course, Donny was going on a hunch that Jeff might still be interested in poking me. I must admit it was a pretty good hunch, but what about my son, Josh? Whoa, better not go there… yet.