New Year, New Girl

She finally turned her head to look at me and moaned, "Harder. Please!" That unleashed the animal in me. I reached around her and grabbed her tits and held on for dear life, plowing her like a fucking wild animal. She screamed in pleasure and grunted, "Yes!" Her ass was shaking with every thrust and driving me wild. I finally grabbed her hair with one hand and pulled it gently, the other still holding her boob, and gave her neck kisses. This was too much for her. She wailed and came violently, turning her head and yelling into my ear.

That unfortunately sent me over the edge too. I groaned and gave one last violent thrust inside her, and my cock exploded in her. Wave after wave of cum erupted from it, still buried inside her. My legs actually did collapse this time, and I fell against the side of the hot tub, taking Meghan down with me. She lay next to me, both of us panting like dogs and trying to return to our senses. The hot water felt soothing. She finally rolled over and lay her head on my chest, and looked up at me, still breathing like she'd just run a marathon, and grunted, "Thanks."

I kissed her forehead in response and wrapped my arms around her with a smile but didn't say anything. We lay like that for a few minutes until Meg yawned and shakily stood up, taking my hand and pulling me to my feet. We got out of the hot tub, and I dried off and dressed while Meg drained it. She dried herself and dressed quickly, then walked over to me and threw her arms around my neck, pretty much shoving her tongue down my throat with no warning. I was surprised but kissed back. She finally pulled away and led me inside. I looked at the clock. 3:30 AM already. Shit! I was expecting her to lead me to her room so we could both go to sleep but she led me instead back to the couch in the living room.

Without a word, she lay down on the couch and pulled me down on top of her. The kissing resumed. With plenty of tongue and moaning from both parties. I ran a hand through her hair, still wet from the hot tub, and started kissing down her neck, making her moan and dig her nails into my back and wrap her long, toned legs around my waist. She must have been wearing some sort of perfume because she smelled amazing. I stopped kissing her neck and just buried my face in her hair, taking in the scent and closing my eyes.

I was nearly about to fall asleep like that, still on top of her, when she crawled out from under me and stood up. "Bathroom," she said, and left. I sat up and put my hands behind my head, closing my eyes again and reminiscing. I heard the bathroom door open again a minute later and footsteps going into the kitchen. Then I heard the fridge open and shut and bottles being opened. She emerged holding drinks for us, 2 bottles of Sam Adams. That's what I liked about Meghan, how she could pound alcohol like a guy but also be seductive for me when the situation arose. She sat down next to me and kissed my cheek, handing me mine with "Happy New Year."

"Thanks babe. Same to you." We drank in silence. She finished hers and put her head back with a sigh, closing her eyes. I put my arm around her and she leaned her head on my shoulder. Then without warning, she got up and said, "I'm gonna go put pajamas on, be right back."

And in typical Meg fashion, she came downstairs a few minutes later wearing yoga pants and a tank top with no bra underneath. Her butt in those pants was just glorious. She walked across the room and sat down on my lap facing me without saying anything. I put my hands on her ass and held her like that, looking at her with a smirk.

She was staring at me and said quietly, "Matt."

"Yes, shmeg?" I said innocently.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course, love."

She leaned in closer. So close I could see flecks of color in her stunning eyes. Quietly, she asked, "Do you remember the first time we ever kissed?"

The question caught me off guard. I sighed contentedly and took my hands off her ass. I put them behind my head and leaned back into the couch, looking up at her with a serious expression on my face. "I'm never gonna forget that, Meg. I'm serious." My mind drifted to that corn maze all those years ago. "I was fucking terrified. I thought you were gonna tell people, and my friends were gonna harass me!" I laughed.

She smiled. "Well now that we're together, I think you should know I was waiting to do that to you since like grade school. I knew damn well you hadn't kissed anyone up until that corn maze in October, and I wanted to be your first one." She laughed and ran her fingers through my hair, stroking my Mohawk. "It was so silly, I know. But I knew you liked me even back then."

I smiled and laughed softly. "I always have, baby. Not gonna lie." I paused and sighed. "Just wish I had the balls to ask you out when I was younger."

She smiled again. "Why the hell didn't you? It would've been an instant yes! I cannot tell you how often I cried to my mom over you through middle and high school, over if you liked me or not, and how long I waited to hear those magic words come out of your mouth." She smiled nostalgically and lovingly brushed a hair out of my eye. "You were always a good looking kid even back then. And you had the cool, badass factor, what with playing the guitar and snowmobiling and all. I came to all your concerts and music gigs. I was always hoping you'd write me a song, or ask me to come for a snowmobile ride one winter. Believe me, Matt, when you finally asked me on a formal date in September, my mom was ecstatic. I think to her, it was more or less a marriage proposal."

I laughed. "You couldn't possibly imagine how long I spent practicing what I was gonna say. I had it written on a note card and stood in front of a mirror for hours! To be honest, I thought you were gonna say no, and say I was just a friend. I was terrified, Meg. Really, I was. My heart rate must've tripled when I finally got you alone to ask."

She smiled again, "I could tell you were going to ask me to be your girlfriend. I thought you were gonna pass out! I was going to just say yes and save you the trauma of getting the words out!" She laughed, her cute nose wrinkling.

I couldn't think of a reply, so I just laughed. I lay down on the couch, pulling Meg down with me. She laughed softly and got on top of me at eye level. She slowly leaned in, breathing softly, her eyes darting between mine and my lips, and pressed hers to mine softly. She held the kiss for about 5 seconds, then suddenly sat up, pulling me up with her. She sat in my lap and resumed the kissing, amping up the passion now. I could feel another hard-on growing, so she must've too.

Meg bit my bottom lip and inhaled sharply, pulling away and looking over her shoulder. "We have to do this fast, my parents are within earshot," she said, fumbling with her tank top. She pulled the straps down past her shoulders and slid it down below her boobs. I just sat there fondling them and enjoying the view while she slid her yoga pants down to her knees. Even in the dark, I could see her pretty blue eyes filling with arousal as she fumbled with my jeans, yanking them down to my thighs with my boxers. It all happened so fast. I was expecting foreplay but she just skipped it entirely and jammed my cock into her snatch, putting a hand over my mouth to stifle my moan as it went in. She pushed me back so I was lying down on the couch and lay flat on top of me, closing her legs completely and thrusting wildly. The sensation was unbelievable. I was in heaven again for the second time tonight. She had a hand over my mouth to suppress my moans of pleasure, and had her face buried in the pillow directly next to my head. I could hear her moaning into it as she thrusted and grinded away, my hands on her waist, and her tits bouncing in my face. My eyes half-open, I took one of her fingers into my mouth, sucking hard on it as my orgasm built up inside me. I finally busted about 2 minutes later, groaning and thrusting my hips uncontrollably up into her. She pulled her face out of the pillow and forcibly shoved her mouth to mine, mostly to shut me up. Even after my orgasm subsided, she held the kiss, grabbing the sides of my face and pressing herself close. I pulled away and grabbed her tits with my hands, crushing them in my grip. She smiled seductively, and pulled me in for another long kiss.

She finally broke it off and rolled off me, breathing heavily. I could feel her heart racing. She pulled up her tank top and adjusted the straps so it was on properly, before snuggling up to me and closing her eyes. I pulled her in to snuggle and kissed her forehead, feeling her breath on my neck. It wasn't long before she started snoring, and I knew we were done having sex today. I smiled to myself and dozed off, one hand stroking her long, dark hair, and the other rubbing her back.

I woke up and checked my watch: 7 AM. Crap, not much sleep. I looked at Meg, still sound asleep in my arms, which were numb by now. That's the pain in the ass about cuddling and sleeping. For the girl, it's warm, cozy, and secure. But for the guy, it leads to dead arms, an awkward boner, and a faceful of hair all fucking night. Relaxing, my ass.

Meg finally stirred about 15 minutes later. She opened her eyes with a smile. "Morning, love," she said. She got up and went to the bathroom, then upstairs to check on her parents. She came back a few seconds later, "They're still asleep. Hungry?"

"Starving." I smiled. Meghan smiled in return and led me to her kitchen. She made me her specialty, chocolate chip pancakes, one of my favorite breakfast foods. She didn't eat anything herself, but sat across the table from me with a smile, watching me rip into them. And dear god, they were amazing. I finally finished and she took my plate with a smile, putting it in the dishwasher and coming back to plant a kiss on my lips. "That's for good morning," she said pulling away.

Her parents came downstairs shortly after. Meg gave no indication that anything had happened between us last night.

I was walking out the door to leave about half an hour later, Meghan following me. I opened the car door and turned to say good bye. I pulled her into a hug and we kissed lightly a few times. Meg finally whispered in my ear, "I'm feeling a bit daring. You see, Matt, I don't appreciate you torturing me like you did last night in the hot tub, sending me to the brink like that and not finishing it, like a gentleman. You've gotta be punished for that. And I think I know just the thing...." And making sure my open car door blocked her from view of her parents, she dropped to her knees and fumbled with my jeans.

I was in shock. "Meg!" I hissed, "Jesus Christ! Are you nuts? What if they see you? What the hell are you d-ohhhhhhh" I moaned as I felt my cock sliding into her mouth. She didn't do anything with it though. She just held it there for 10 seconds. I had to resist the overwhelming urge to throat fuck her. Then she took it out of her mouth and stuck it back in my jeans, zipping them up with a wink. I couldn't believe her. "Are you shitting me, Meghan?" I said. "You've gotta at least finish me off now!"

She winked. "Nah. I'm leaving that for you when you get home. You can think of me when you jerk off!" She smiled and kissed me. "Have fun with that. That's your punishment. Your hand instead of me."

I laughed. "You really are evil, shmeggy. I love you." I hugged her and got in my car. "I'm gonna remember that. Prepare yourself." She laughed as I threw my car into reverse and reversed it down the driveway. I honked as I pulled away, watching her in my rearview mirror. I smiled to myself as I drove home.

I got home about 5 minutes later. No one was home so I decided to take care of my needs right then and there. The last thing I wanted was blue balls! I busted in about 30 seconds, thinking of Meg and what she did to me last night. I'll leave it to your imagination as to what position I was fantasizing about fucking her in. I still need to think of a way to get her back for giving me a half-blowjob. Until then, I'll just bone her all I want.

That concludes this story. Hope you liked it. We eventually broke up about 9-10 months after this but that New Year's remains to this day the best one I've ever had. Meghan is still one of my best friends today, even though I'm back with my old girlfriend Liv. My mental health is gradually improving, but I'm not 100% there yet. I'm sure I will be soon. Until next time guys. Thanks for reading.