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 Start the Year With Some Sleaze and a Smile While the rest of the world is busy making their New Year's resolutions, I'm busy looking to start MY year off with some really hot sex. Don't they say that the way you begin a new year will predict the whole year? Well, if that's the case, it looks like I'm gonna have a very good year indeed!  I didn't have anyone to kiss at midnight, but I wasn't too worried. I was at a pretty good party, with some great looking ladies. I'd managed to introduce myself to a few and buy a drink for them. Lucky for me, the hottest of them all was standing right in front of me when I finally got around to getting my midnight champagne. We made a little toast. I could just tell by the look in her eye that this was my big opportunity, and I'm never wrong about these things.Within an hour we were making out on the dance floor and when I suggested we find someplace a bit more private, she agreed. I found a dark corner, we got a little more friendly, and man, was I getting turned on! I made sure she could feel my hard-on through my pants when I hugged her, and she was pretty quick on the uptake. Soon she had her hands down my pants, massaging my cock. I was afraid I'd spill it right there. But she saved me from that bit of embarrassment by unzipping my fly, sliding down onto her knees and sucking my cock! Did I mention that it was a really dark corner? I was so nervous someone would see us - AND excited that someone would! - that it didn't take me long to come. I grabbed hold of her head and shot my hot load. When she stood up, I gave her a nice, deep kiss and told her I'd be happy to return the favor if she'd come home with me. Well, she just now left and we both started our 2004 with BIG smiles on our faces! Johnny D., Pittsburgh, PA The Year of the Woman Sometimes you have the best sex when you're least expecting it, which for me was this past New Year's Eve. I absolutely hate New Year's Eve! It's amateur night, with all those people getting too drunk and everyone crying because they aren't having all the fun they thought they'd have. That's why I've spent the last few years working on New Year's Eve. Better to make a few hundred bucks than spend it.  This New Year's I wanted to try something different, so I bought a ticket to a party and planned to enjoy the performances and music. Plenty of guys were flirting with me. I mean, I was wearing a chain mail bra and tight leather pants, so I guess I looked pretty racy. No one really piqued my interest, though. And even when my interest was being piqued, I almost didn't know it!I was in line for the ladies room and started talking to the woman behind me, just casual conversation. After we'd both peed, she borrowed my lipstick and we went to the bar together. We were kinda dancing to the band, which was really excellent, and enjoying the vibe, when she brushed up against me. I thought it was by accident, but when she did it again, it seemed more deliberate, and pretty soon we were dancing together, holding each other. And then she held me in this amazing embrace and kissed me. The chain mail of my bra pressed into my nipples, both hot and cold at the same time, and when Claire ran her hands over my breasts, her fingers grazed my nipples between the tiny metal rings. We were swaying and touching and kissing for such a long time. It was incredibly romantic. And I was completely weak in the knees for this woman! We watched the sun come up on the first dawn of 2004 together in her little Karmen Ghia. We'd steamed up the windows making out, and she actually got my leather pants pulled down far enough to finger my clit and make me come, which was a totally new experience for me! I'm looking forward to 2004 now, and more new experiences. It was definitely my best - and most unexpected - New Year's Eve ever! Lori I., Mesa, AZ Swing into the New Year Every year my wife and I do the same thing on New Year's Eve. We get together with another couple or two, have dinner, toast the new year at midnight and go home. I decided that this year would be different, but I had no idea HOW different! Erica made reservations at a local Italian place for the two of us and two other couples and we bought a few bottles of champagne. My attempt to avoid the same old-same old was to buy my wife some sexy lingerie - okay, so I'm not very original! - and set up the bedroom for a romantic little tryst that I had planned for sometime after midnight. When one of the couples cancelled, I briefly thought about doing the same and making the evening just the two of us. But Erica wouldn't hear of it, so we met "The Smiths" for dinner.  The woman was someone from Erica's office who'd just moved to town and she and her husband were newlyweds. They seemed really in love and watching them hold hands and fuss over each other was inspiring. I couldn't wait to get Erica home and into that lingerie! When we invited The Smiths back to our place for champagne, they seemed genuinely excited. After we'd watched the ball drop with Dick Clark, and the fire was just crackling embers, Erica and I went to the kitchen to clean things up a big. The Smiths weren't in the living room when we returned.We found them in our bedroom, making use of my romantic setting. Erica didn't know what to say and I was about to get pissed off when they noticed us at the door. "Why don't you come join us," they said, their hands all over each other. Erica and I had never spoken about swinging or swapping or whatever you want to call it, and I wasn't sure I was even interested in such a thing. But Erica moved toward them on the bed, so I followed. The Smiths took the lead with the two of us, undressing us slowly and talking to us, making us feel as comfortable as could be expected in such an odd situation. My cock had ideas of its own, and Mrs. Smith knew just what those ideas were, wrapping her warm, petite hand around it and then sliding her lips around the head. I groaned and watched as my wife opened her thighs for this handsome young stranger. Neither of us felt right about intercourse with The Smiths, so we masturbated each other while watching them fuck. It was like being in a porn movie! The Smiths didn't spend the whole night and Erica and I wound up fucking like we did when we first met. I never got to see her in that lingerie! Roy K., Detroit, MI
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