This is just a quick plot-what-plot story. Girls snowed in, guys far away, one's a futa, other doesn't know, sex ensues, the end. No plans on this being a continuing thing, maybe just a pairing I have for random themed holidays. (Halloween would be fun…) Under 18? Get out. Illegal in your area of the country? Try Alt+F4. Don't want to read it, ditto. This is copyright me, so don't call it yours. Feedback can be left here. I created all the characters, they are all fictional, and any relevance to anyone living or dead, is incidental This story contains f/futa, oral, and snowball. Oh, and no balls this time on the futa, I like to mix things up every now and again. And give me a little break, I wrote this over the span of around seven or eight hours today, so it wasn't greatly planned. And since I don't plan on having these people being continuing characters in any major story, ala Terra, they are pretty much nymphos. And I'm close to finishing the next chapter of Terra, just waiting to edit it a little bit more thoroughly, and besides, I don't want two competing stories out there vying for attention. And this is time appropriate.(Of course SciFi is always time appropriate…) Bang in the New Year By srb Jennifer sighed and silently cursed to herself as she hung up the phone. "Was that them?" Amy asked, her hopes raised by the phone call. "Yeah," Jen sighed. "Looks like we're celebrating New Years by ourselves this year," she said before dropping herself onto the couch next to Amy. "They still can't get out of the storm?" "They got in an accident. Turns out a tree came out of nowhere," Jen said with a smirk. "I'm so pissed they went skiing in the first place, but to miss New Years, Argh" she said, balling up her hand into a fist. "At least we won't be alone" Amy offered. "Besides, that means we have about a half dozen bottles of champagne to ourselves!" she said, pointing towards the brown paper bag on the table, which held five bottles of decent champagne. Not great stuff, but moderately priced, domestic non vintage champagne. "Well, at least there's that. What do you want to watch this year?" Jen asked, flipping around the tv stations. "I don't care, just not Dick Clark, he always freaks me out, I think he's a zombie or something!" Amy blurted out. "At least we won't have to watch the stupid Sportscenter thing Randy and Paul wanted to watch," Jen said, pouting. "Lets crack open some of these and get going" Amy said, already on her feet heading towards the bottles. She had to wait over an hour at the store, but it was her fault, waiting until seven on New Years Eve to buy champagne in the middle of a blizzard. She grabbed the corkscrew and opened up one of the bottles, opting to pour them into a couple of the boys beer glasses instead of bothering to be refilling the smaller wine glasses. "Whoa, easy there girl!" Jen said, her hand sinking with the heavy glass she had just been handed. "Why bother, with this storm I'm gonna be stuck here anywhere, and I'm not too afraid of you taking advantage of me," she replied with a big gulp. "Oh, yeah," Jen said sheepishly, as she followed suit. As the hours passed, so did the bottles empty. While at first Amy was the one primarily pouring the drinks down, after a few Jen loosened up and quickly caught up. "I think we're out of booze," Amy said, holding the last bottle of champagne upside down over her head and looking up, and as a few drops fell onto her face she started giggling uncontrollably. "I've got some more wine in the fridge," Jen said, barely standing a moment before she tripped over her own legs, which only made Amy giggle further. Jen recovered a moment later, and managed to make it to the fridge without any more mishaps. As she pulled out a chilled bottle of white zinfandel, she looked at the clock, it was almost quarter of midnight! "Hey, put the tv on something before we miss the new year," Jen said. "How are we gonna miss it?" Amy asked. "Okay smart ass, then maybe I'll just keep this bottle for myself." Said Jen threatening emptily. "Okay, don't be a bitch," Amy replied, still giggling. It wasn't long until the two were chanting with everyone in the audience, "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, happy new year!" They both shouted, hugging each other. As they did so, Amy spilled almost a whole beer glass full of wine all over Jen's shirt, soaking it completely through, as well as getting her pants wet as well. "Oh my god I'm so sorry!" she said, using her hands to try to wipe off the excess wine, only serving to spread it further, as it soaked through the t shirt, making Jen look like a girl in a wet t shirt contest. Unfortunately, she hadn't bothered wearing a bra today, since she had the day off, and hadn't bothered to change her clothes since Paul wasn't coming over tonight. "It, it's okay," Jen said, catching her breath as Amy continued to wipe her heaving bosoms, the constant attention was beginning to petrify her large nipples on her impressive thirty eight dd breasts. She had always felt a little awkward about the size of her breasts, particularly on her small frame of five foot eight, not that it hadn't helped her get a boyfriend. It was the other thing that was a problem… "Let me get a towel!" Amy said, tripping over the coffee table as she did, ripping her skirt in half. The setback didn't stop her though, as she kicked off the broken garment and rushed towards the bathroom, returning seconds later with a dry towel, and once again began pawing at Jen's breasts, in her drunken stupor not realizing how much she was stimulating her. "Girl, relax," Jen said, grabbing Amy's hands, and then the towel. "If you're going to go after me like that, at least buy me dinner and a movie first!" she said with a laugh, trying to hide her arousal. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" the redheaded girl said, handing the towel to the larger woman. "I, I know you like girls too, I wasn't trying to, um," Amy said, stumbling over her words. While she was one of the few people who knew about Jen's bisexuality, she didn't ever think about it, she hadn't ever experimented with woman, and had always treated her as a friend, never thinking about her as a bisexual friend. "It's okay honey, I'm not like some man, going to bang you silly once you get a few drinks in you," she said with a smile. 'Unless you wanted it…' she thought to herself, admiring the girl's body. The young blond was definitely very pretty, and she had always fantasized about having a threesome, or more, with the girl. A few inches shorter, at five four, but Jen always liked the shorter girls, but taller men, go figure. And her legs seemed to go on forever, accentuated by the fact that she didn't do anything to cover up herself after her skirt ripped off, and the sexy way she slinked into the chair, her face beet red, her legs folded, affording Jen an incredibly erotic sight of her red satin panties barely covering her ass crack and her pussy… she tried to come up with anything as she saw a rip alongside the cloth of her panties, showing a faint glimmer of her tender pink… 'NO!' her mind screamed, as she felt an all too familiar tingle. 'Oh god, got to stop, maybe I should watch Sportcenter after…no, then I'll just fantasize about the guys…think Jen think…' "Um, is it a little cold in here?" Jen asked, her eyes glancing at Amy's panties. "Oh, god, I'm sorry, I'm such a klutz!" Amy said, trying to cover her body up with her hands. "Here, you can borrow some of my clothes. I need to change anyways," Jen said, motioning towards the bedroom. "Um, I don't, I mean I already," Amy started, interrupted a moment later by… "It's okay, I change at the gym three times a week, this wouldn't be the first time I've seen a girl naked and haven't tried to jump her bones." Jen said, reassuringly. Amy got up and followed a moment later, and found Jen rummaging through her drawers, trying to find some clothes that would fit on the shorter girl. She pulled out a pair of pajamas for herself to change into, and a pair of sweatpants and a t shirt for Amy to wear. "Here you go," Jen said, handing over the sweats to her friend. "Um, I don't, I mean I also ripped my um, my panties," she said embarrassingly, showing a rip that started alongside a part of her ass check and stretched all the way down. "Oh, um, sure," she said, digging through her underwear drawers. She had absolutely no idea how she was going to explain why she only had male underpants though…she continued to dig, hoping that somehow, someway there would be a pair of panties from another conquest, like Samantha. Just the name was enough to intoxicate Jen, Samantha had been her last lesbian love, a true vixen who was a wet dream. She and Jen had only made love once, after having found her secret out, she couldn't deal. Still, that one passionate night had been enough to fuel Jen's masturbatory fantasies for months, whenever Paul was busy. Just the thought was enough to make her horny. "Jen? Find anything?" Amy asked, watching as her friend seemed lost in thought. "Oh, um, sorry," she said, handing over a pair of boxer briefs. "Laundry day?" Amy asked. "What?" Jen asked, still lost in thought. "I mean, it must be laundry day if you have to loan me Paul's boxers," Amy said, taking the undies from her friend. Jen turned around as her friend went to the other end of the room to change. 'Damn, I forgot about the mirror' she thought, as she began watching her friend's slender body as she slipped off the t shirt, revealing a beautiful pair of breasts, thirty six C cup, if she wasn't mistaken. Her willpower close to nothing, she couldn't drag her eyes away. As Jen slowly put her own clothes on, she felt an intense sexual desire, her eyes watching her friend as a wolf does a wounded bunny. As she removed her wet pants and underpants, and readied to don her pajamas, she watched Amy remove her torn panties, and almost lost it. Looking down, her "little" friend was poking up, eagerly seeking attention after having seen this erotic peep show. Jen tried to cover herself up with the clothes, but nearly jumped out of her skin when Amy shouted "Holy shit!" A minute of silence surrounded the room, as the two naked woman silently watched one another, before Amy broke it saying "I'm sorry, I mean, I wasn't trying to peek, but I turned around and looked in the mirror, and saw your, your…" "My cock?" Jen offered, feeling a bit embarrassed after not thinking about a mirror working two ways. "How, I mean, where did you, I mean, are you a shem-uh, a tranny, oh god I'm sorry I just," Amy blurted out, everything she said seemed to come out wrong. "To answer your question, questions, no, I'm not a transsexual, I've never been a man, so I'm not a shemale. And I didn't "get" it anywhere, I was just born with it." Jen said, somewhat embarrassed. "But how, I mean you were just telling me you always went to the gym and" "To be honest, most of the girls at the gym are just gym rats, none of them are nearly as gorgeous as you are. And when I'm not hard, it's just my normal clit," she said, turning around to let Amy get a full view of it. "See, no balls at all," she said, lifting up the shaft, exposing her already wet snatch. "And I still have all my girl parts, I even have a period and everything." "I'm so sorry, this is all my fault, here I go, getting drunk and then start feeling you up, then I prance around half naked, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be such a tease" Amy said, tears welling up in her eyes. Jen grabbed her pants and pulled them up in an instant, before going over to the bed to console her. "It's okay honey, it's not your fault, besides, it was me who was wrong," Jen said, putting a hand around her. "R-really?" she asked, sniffling up as she wiped her eyes. "How's that?" "Because I was eying you all night, I know I shouldn't but you were so hot, and then when you were changing I couldn't help but peek, and I'm so sorry, so please don't cry, it's not your fault," Jen said. "So, y, you think I'm hot?" she asked, resting her head on Jen's shoulder. "Girl, you know you turn heads all around the block," she said, trying to will her erection away. "So, does, does it work?" Amy asked, putting her hand down on the pitched tent in her pants. "Uhm, well, yeah, I mean I can't get you, uh I mean I can't get anyone pregnant, but I can still have sex with it," Jen said, feeling Amy's hand grasping it through the flannel PJ's. "Can I, can I touch it?" Amy asked. "I, I don't know Amy, I don't think that would be for the best," Jen said as Amy undid the top button on her pajamas, then the next two, and freed the beast from it's cloth cage. "Oh wow, it's like, it's like it's real," she said, grabbing the shaft and slowly pumping it. "That's bec-ause it is real," she said, the throbbing feeling which started earlier was starting to drive her insane with lust. Amy squeezed the head, taking off the dollop of precum that had formed, and bringing her fingertips to her mouth, tasted it. "MMM, even better than Randy, not salty at all, very sweet," she said, as she lowered her head eagerly towards the flesh rocket. "No, babe, don't" "It's okay," Amy said, her mouth inches from the shaft, "I want to." She didn't bother saying another word as she lowered her lips onto the massive organ, teasing the head of the cock first, as she had always done while giving a blow job. Jen nearly lost control as Amy's wet and warm mouth enveloped her head, her tongue dancing around the tip like a salsa dancer. Amy savored the remaining precum before lowering her lips further, allowing more and more of the still growing cock into throat. She was surprised at how thick and long it seemed, and yet on such a skinny girl… the thought was so erotic. She hadn't ever really fantasized about women before, but that's because no other woman was as equipped as she was! Jen pulled her pants down as she lay back, grabbing with each hand her satin sheets, trying to contain the pure lust running through her system. Jen groaned, surprised at just how well Amy was able to swallow down inch after inch of her meat. 'Randy must be a lucky guy' she thought, feeling Amy's tongue still working the underbelly of her cock, as it just kept going down and down into her tight mouth. Even as it grew, it still didn't stop the girl, and soon the whole twelve inches had vanished into her eager lips. Amy, still drunk let her tongue slip out from her bottom lip, and lowered her tongue down. She surprised herself, as she would usually tongue her boyfriend's balls as she went down, when she met nothing but a soaked pussy. She stopped for a second, before running her tongue alongside it. While she had never imagined going down on another woman before, this was just too good to look past. It was surreal to Amy, having the biggest cock she had ever heard of, let alone seen in any porn or on any Internet website, deep throated inside of her, and have her tongue buried inside of her best friend at the same time. She began to bob her head up in earnest, with each downward motion she would slide her tongue across Jen's slit, hearing a coo that raised both in pitch and volume each time. Amy watched in between Jen's bouncing breasts her face, twisted with a lecherous look, and from her own experience, she knew it was close. Amy took a hand, and working two fingers into Jen's already wet twat, worked her pinkie into Jen's tight round butt hole, surprising the girl not because she didn't want it, but because she never expected Amy to be so dirty. As she worked the two fingers into her pussy, and the other into her butt hole, she continued to deep throat her cock, using her sweet nectar to lubricate her pinkie and Jen's cock as she continued to work her magic. Jen's mind was racing, never in her mind had she thought she could get these feelings just from one person, this was more intense than when she had threesomes, mixing and matching with men or women. Finally Jen couldn't hold it in anymore, and in a high pitch screech said "I'm c-c-c-AAAH!!!" Amy was taken aback, not because of Jen's orgasm, she could tell after having given hundreds of blow jobs when a guy was close, but when Jen's vagina began pulsating and gushing a deluge of juices inundating bother her face and the bed took her off guard, even as blast of hot sticky white semen blasted deep down her throat and into her belly. She moved her head up, and the foot long cock popped out, still shooting blast after blast of the thick non dairy creamer. Amy tried to catch as much as she could in her mouth, but the strong wads flew across her face uncontrollably, coating her forehead and nose, narrowly missing her eyes. As Jen slowly caught her breath, she looked down into the eyes of her best friend, covered in her cum. Before she could say anything, Amy wiped off her face, licking her hand as she climbed up towards her, and began French kissing her. What Jen never expected was to share a mouth load of her own cum as Amy snowballed the load into her mouth. Part of her was a little grossed out, but the erotic act served to turn her on further. After Frenching for a few moments, the two removed their lips, with white sticky strands of semen stringing them together for a moment longer. "I hope that's not all you got," Amy said sensually into Jen's ear, before taking a nibble. "Because I'm not even started yet," she said, licking the lobe tenderly before facing her friend in the eye. "Are you sure? I mean, we don't…" "Don't you even think about just turning over and going to sleep," She said with a smile. "I thought you weren't like all of the other guys. And besides, I thought you said I was hot," Amy turned onto her back, spreading her legs open, putting it simply "Take me, you crazy dickgirl, before I change my mind!" she shouted. Jen didn't need any more encouragement, she brought her face down to Amy's Brazilian wax pussy, taking a moment to breath in her musk before laying her tongue, outlining the folds of her labia, before dipping her tongue in fully, tasting her best friend's love canal for the first time, slowly at first but after a minute speeding up, lapping her tongue in a come hither motion. After a few minutes of eating her out, Jen dragged her tongue slightly north, focusing her attention on Amy's clit, fully engorged and dying for attention. She circled motions around it, before pushing her tongue straight against it, wiggling it rapidly back and forth. Amy's bucking hips demonstrated her appreciation. Once she felt her friend, or more accurately her lover was ready, she continued her tongue, drawing it up past her shaved pubis towards her belly button, dipping it in for a moment before she continued towards her breasts, taking one in her mouth and the other in her hand. Amy's pelvis twitched uncontrollably towards Jen's penis, dangling oh so close to her wet and inviting pussy. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity to Amy, Jen positioned the cock head tip to her, teasing her even further by rubbing the head against her, feeling the heat steaming off of her as the smaller woman tried to slip it inside her. "Stop teasing me and fuck me you dickgirl bitch!" Amy shouted, her body unable to wait any longer. "I'm the tease?" Jen asked, one hand tweaking a nipple as she asked, while she continued to tease the outside of her pussy. "I'm the tease? I'm not the one who was pawing at someone else's tits," she said, who groping Amy's sizable breasts, "Or who started prancing around in ripped underpants," she said, taking her cock head and teasing her aching clit. "So who's the tease?" "I am! I'm the cock tease! Just fuck me no-ow!" Amy screamed. She hadn't really enjoyed dirty talk until her newest boyfriend, but she was more than well versed in delivering dirty dialogue. "Okay, if that's what you want…" Jen said, slowly entering her taunt twat with the fat cock head, working it in slowly, pushing in only an inch at a time, and drawing it out, before pushing another inch in, and slowly drawing it out. "Oh god, just fuck me! Just fuck me now!" Amy screamed, as her body humped back at Jen's slow insertion. Jen slowly increased her pace "Oh, you like that, don't you?" she asked, increasing her pace as she forced more and more of her inside the smaller woman. "Yes, I love it, this cock tease loves getting it hard, just fu-ck me!" she said, grabbing her breasts and tweaking her nipples, doing anything she could to get off. "So you want it hard do you?" Jen asked slyly, picking up the pace even faster as pushed even more into her, getting off on the sheer lust in her friend's voice. "Fill me up with your giant girl cock, just do it NOW!" she said, her pelvis grinding against Jen's body, taking in every millimeter of action she could get. Jen pushed the whole length of her dick deep inside, holding it for a second just to see the desire in her friend's eye. She lowered her face onto hers, kissing her the nape of her neck softly as she began to sincerely screw her lover. "Oh god you're filling me so much," Amy cried out "don't stop for a second," she coached, her mind afire as she was being fucked by the biggest she had ever heard of. Jen's body seemed to fly at n inhuman speed, her hands exploring all of erogenous zones at the same time without missing a beat. "Fuck me good you little voyeur! You wanted to fuck me since you saw me undress, that's why you wanted me to change!" she said, bouncing up and down against the headboard. "And you wanted to be seen, my little cock tease, didn't you?" Jen said between grunts. "There, was, no reason, you couldn't, change in, the, bathroom!" Jen said, working up a sweat. "If I knew you could fuck me like this I'd be prancing around naked all day!" Amy replied. "Just shut up and fuck me!" she begged. Her whole life she had always been a submissive, and even in this lesbian tryst she still wanted to be taken. Jen grabbed Amy's ample globes with each hand, lifting and dropping them with each thrust. Amy was moaning with each bounce against the headboard, the pace was so fast she couldn't keep up with the dirty talk, her mind was overcome with the intense senses running throughout her body. Amy let out a scream as she came hard, her body clamping down uncontrollably as her body jactitated, convulsing and spasming around Jen's cock, as she went under the throes of orgasm. Her body just milked the orgasm out of Jen's cock, as she grunted before blowing wad after of wad deep into the young girl, as even more juices leaked from her pussy, dripping down her body and onto Amy's spasming sex. Jen continued to pump, watching the erotic show as Amy's body writhed in pleasure before her. As she finally finished blowing her load, she turned over onto the pillow next to her. "That was amazing," Amy said, catching her breath. "And you weren't too bad either," she said with a sly smile. "But I got one question, how do you keep it hidden from Paul?" "I don't," was her only reply, as she reached over to pick the blanket back up. "But how do you, I mean where, um," Amy asked, still lightheaded from some of the best sex in her life along with some lingering effects of the alcohol. "It's not like it was hard, there are whole websites devoted to it. The big thing was finding a guy who I didn't put completely to shame," she said, grabbing her crotch. "I mean, some guys are lucky to have half of this." "I still wish I could get one," Amy said. "It's not like it's something I can control or buy somewhere," she said with a yawn. "I guess it's time to call it a night." "I wonder if the boys are having as good a time as we are?" Amy said, pulling up the covers over her naked body. "They better not be!" Jen cried, as the two couldn't help but crack up before the lights went off. Meanwhile… "Geez, I hope the girls aren't too pissed," Paul said, as he cracked open another beer. "I dunno, Jen sounded like she was shittin' kittens," Randy said, flipping the channel to a college football game. "Well, I guess I won't be getting any ass for a while," Paul said. "Well, what are they gonna do, really?" Randy asked, taking a gulp of beer. "It's not like they're gonna dump us for something we can't control. And once we get there we can smooth it over and be getting' sum before we know it. They can't go without sex forever" "Yeah, well Jen is bi," Paul said. "So, the same storm is burying them too, and Amy only likes dick," Randy shouted, laughing as he grabbed his crotch. Paul nodded sheepishly, hoping that that bit wasn't as true as Randy made it seem. Comments and feedbacks welcome, unless they're mean, in which case I don't want to hear 'em. Only kind of criticism that's constructive is to tell me how great it is. Anything else and you're just being a asshole. J Don't post without permission. Don't claim it's yours. 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