New Year, New Us

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“Cheers my love. I can’t wait to usher in another year with you. ”

You smile at me sweetly as we clink our champagne glasses together, lounging on the living room floor rug in front of the fireplace. You haven’t shaved yet, and I’m still in a bathrobe with damp hair, but neither of us seems to be in too great of a rush to get to this party. It was a last-minute decision, really, since most of our close friends were out of town and we aren’t really in the habit of going out much these days.

But I’m excited to get dressed up and hit the town with you, like we used to when we first started dating. I love you and the life we’ve built together, but it could use a little...spicing up. You seemed to agree when I brought it up to you last week, so we set that as one of our New Year’s resolutions for this year.

“So...um, do you remember our conversation from last week? When we talked about, you know, trying new things in the bedroom in the new year?”

“Yeah, of course. Why?”

“Well, um, I thought maybe we could start tonight? Wait here. ”

I watch you stride down the hallway and round the corner into our bedroom. What are you up to?

Within a few seconds, you emerge from the room holding a small black box. You settle back down next to me and present me with the box. It’s emblazoned with a simple and stylish gold logo.

“What is it?”

“Open it!”

I pull on a small tab to open the lid of the box, and inside I see a sex toy. It’s smooth, silicone, and shaped like a U. I'm definitely blushing now.

“It's um, its a remote-controlled vibrator. I thought maybe you'd want to wear it tonight...to the party.”

Fuck. I love that you took so much initiative after our talk. This is...so hot. I picture myself at the party, wearing the toy while you control it from across the room...it’s vibrating inside of me. And no one will have a clue.

“I mean, only if you want, of course.”

“Oh, no, I would love to! Sorry, I was just...getting really excited. I never would have thought of this - but I really love the idea.”

You smile, relieved, and I lean forward to give you a long, deep kiss. I can feel myself getting turned on already.

“Why don't you go and shave and I'll um...get prepared. And then we can head out to the party?”

You kiss me and cup my neck in your hand, running your thumb down along my throat. I swallow hard and push you away gently.

“You better stop now if you want to get to the party at all. I’m already so turned on”

I take your hand and guide it up my naked thigh under my bathrobe. I let you graze my wet pussy with your fingertips before pushing it away and giving you another little push.

“Seriously, go get ready. I’ll get ready, too.”

You exhale loudly before kissing me one last time. Your teeth scrape against my lower lip, a sure sign that you’re getting just as excited as I am.

“Alright, alright.”

You finally tear yourself away and give me a big smile before leaping up and heading for the bathroom. I take a last long sip of my champagne before getting up myself. My head swims with desire and anticipation. And maybe the bubbles are starting to have an effect on me too. I walk down the hall to our bedroom, where my sparkly dress is already laid out on the bed. But first things first - I sit on the edge of the bed and lift the toy from its box.

Oh look, it comes with some lube. Perfect! I gently tear one open one of the lube packets with my teeth and dribble its contents onto the widest part of the toy. Spreading the lube with one hand, I lay down on to my back and spread my legs. Slowly, I insert the toy and feel a rush of pleasure as it fills me up...

I nestle the thin, flat part of the toy between my lips, and it feels cool against my clit. Oh my god, this is going to feel so amazing.

I get dressed in a hurry, suddenly in a huge rush to get to this party. I’m suddenly glad that none of our friends will be there tonight. That might have been...interesting. They definitely would have been able to figure out what’s going on. You come out of the bathroom as I’m putting the finishing touches on my makeup.

“Damn. You look really sexy, babe.”

“No, you. You look stunning! I'm the luckiest man alive.”

Leaning in the doorframe, a mischievous smile spreads on your face as you take your phone out of your pocket and start tapping away at it. Suddenly, the vibrator goes off and my entire body jolts at the effect. I grip the vanity table top to steady myself. Oh, fuck. That’s…oh, that’s incredible.

“Mmm, fuck. Babe, that feels...really good.”

I look into your eyes and can see that you’re enjoying this as much as I am. The vibrating stops as suddenly as it started.

“Cab's here. You ready?”

“Ready as I'll ever be!”

The ride to the party is a blur thanks to the anticipation and arousal building inside me. Every little movement I make makes my pussy clench against the toy. You offer me your hand and help me out of the car. Your arm slides around my waist and you lower your lips to my ear.

“Doing okay so far?”

“Yeah, I'm good.”

“Good. So you can handle a little more intensity, then?”

I shoot you a smirk and bite down on my bottom lip. My knees are weak and unsteady beneath me and we haven’t even started yet. This might be a bit of a challenge.

“I'll, um - go and get us some drinks?”

“Sounds good, thanks, babe. Vodka tonic, please.”

I walk away from you slowly, expecting the vibrator to turn on at any second. To my surprise, I make it up to the bar without any sudden buzzing between my legs.

“Yes, hi. Could I have a...sorry, um...two vodka tonics, please?”

You waited until the moment I was about to speak to turn the vibrator on...you sneaky little...

Fuck, it feels good though. I turn back to look at you, and you smile at me naughtily. Your phone is in your hand. Mm, god, this little game is…intense. I take the drinks, hands trembling, trying not to moan and give myself away to the bartender. The vibrating suddenly stops as I walk back to you.

“You love having this power over me, don't you?”

“Oh, absolutely I do.”

“Hey you two, so glad you could make it!”

Paul, our host for the evening, appears from behind you.

“Hi Paul! Thank you so much for having us! Your place is so beautiful. ”

“Oh, thank you, thank you, you’re too kind. I hope you’re hungry - the caterers brought way too much food for tonight. Is there anything I can get you two?”

Suddenly, the vibrations kick on again. Damn it, you’re trying to get me into trouble, aren’t you?

“No thank you so much, everything’s perfect! Well, actually, could you tell me where the restroom is? ”

“Yeah, of course. There’s one down the hall that way, but if it’s occupied feel free to use one of the two restrooms upstairs.”

You wink at me as I head inside to find the bathroom. Fuck, this feels… so good. I know we’re still on the lower settings of the toy...damn, I can’t imagine what the highest intensity feels like. I shut the door behind me and quickly splash some cold water on my neck and forehead. I have to keep my composure. My mind spins and my body tightens at the thought of losing control in front of everyone.

Suddenly, the vibrations get even more intense. The pattern changes to something pulsing even faster inside me...

“Fuck, oh my god...”

I grip the bowl of the sink and shut my eyes as waves of pleasure ride through me. Holy shit, holy shit. Should I touch myself? What if someone comes in?

I rock back and forth, grinding slightly into the vibrations. All I can think about is you fucking me from behind in this bathroom. Maybe I should text you and tell you to get in here...fuck, I'm so wet.

I place my hand onto my pelvis over my dress and push on the vibrator so it increases the pleasure against my clit.

“Oh, fuck, fuck. Yeah…I want to cum right here...right now.”

And just like that, the vibrations stop.

“Ugh!”

I have to find you. I need you to fuck me. Right now. I leave the bathroom and turn the corner down the hall. Before I can reach the stairs, I’m intercepted by Paul.

“Hey, there you are. Are you alright? You look a little flushed. ”

“Oh…no, I’m fine, it’s just the champagne. I’ve, uh, I’ve always been a lightweight. ”

“Oh. Hey, so, I’ve been hearing terrible things about budget cuts to arts departments everywhere - how are things at your school?”

I try to keep my face neutral as the vibrator starts up again. Is Paul seriously trying to talk to me about this right now? All I can think about is trying not to moan out loud...

“Um, yeah, yeah, it’s…things are fine. It’s a…you know, teaching is, um…hard with all of the, uh, the budget cuts.”

I’m starting to sweat. Fuck, I’m going to burst soon...I can’t take this torture any longer. You’ve practically edged me into oblivion. Oh, thank god. The vibrations stopped.

“Paul, will you, um, excuse me, please? I just remembered I have to...tell my husband something important. ”

“Of course, don't let me keep you. Enjoy the party - and we'll talk soon!”

“There you are. So...how’s it going?”

“I need you to fuck me. Right now.”

A hungry smile spreads over your face. You place both of our drinks down and I take you by the hand to lead you inside. We’re both trying to look casual as we try to open each door along the hallway. The first two are locked, but the third...

“Thank god. Turn on the vibrator.”

You reach into your pocket for your phone and the vibrator hums to life again inside me.

“Oh, yes. Yes, that feels so fucking good!”

Your dick is rock hard as I pull it out of your boxers. It pulses in my hand as I stroke it urgently.

“So, you liked our new toy, huh? Did you like getting teased in public like that?”

“Oh my god, yeah. I liked it. Fuck, baby, it feels so good...”

Your hands wrap around my hips and you kiss me, hard.

“Take out the toy. I want my dick inside you, right now.”

I lift up my dress and pull the vibrator out…(soft moan) but keep the thin part tight against my clit. Turning to face away from you, I use my free hand to lean over the sink.

“Please. Oh god, please, fuck me!”

Our eyes meet in the mirror as you tease me a bit more with the tip of your dick before sliding easily inside me. I’m so fucking wet...

With one hand around my hips, you place the other one at the back of my head and wrap your fingers tight around my hair. You give it a couple of tugs before holding my head tilted back as you fuck me. Oh, fuck, I don’t think I’ve never wanted you more. The combination of that little bit of pain with pleasure is going to send me over the edge.

“Harder. Fuck me harder.”

“You want me to fuck you harder? You’re such a dirty girl, aren’t you? Getting fucked in a bathroom like this? You like that, I know you do.”

I press the vibrator against my clit and rub it hard against myself. Oh god, oh god!

“Yeah, just like that. Fuck, babe - I'm going to cum. Don't stop, don't stop!”

When I open my eyes, I catch the tail end of your orgasm and your face all scrunched together in pleasure. You’re so fucking hot when you cum. I look at our reflection in the mirror, sweaty and disheveled, and we grin at each other, panting and exhausted.

“God, that was...amazing. You were driving me crazy! I needed that release so much. Wow.”

“I don't think I've ever been so turned on in my entire life.”

I turn the vibrator off, wrap it in some toilet paper, and drop it into my purse. We smile at each other, pleasantly surprised at the unexpected turn tonight took.

The guests downstairs are counting down the seconds until the new year. I kiss you hard and passionately, you wrap your arms tight around my waist.

“Happy New Year, babe - I can’t wait to see what this one has in store for us.”

“Me too. Happy New Year, baby.”

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