Happy New Year

Happy New Year

By Darlene

We arrived at the airport just a little after 1 a.m., local time, on Wednesday the 29th. Siobhan had promised me "something special" for our Millennium New Year's, but I never imagined this. Being the Pagan that I am, I had been hoping to see in the new millennium at Stonehenge. All she really told me was that I didn't need to pack very much. Even on the plane, Siobhan wouldn't divulge our destination, and believe me, I tried to get it out of her. The length of the plane trip only told me we weren't going to be anywhere in Europe. I just didn't know where in the States she would consider "something special". New York? Chicago? New Orleans?

I recognized the airport as soon as we were off the plane and I couldn't help but squeal in delight! I had been missing Florida a bit the last few months and, even though I tried not to complain, it was evident to Siobhan that I was a little homesick for St Petersburg. It must've been the cold of the Irish winter. Don't get me wrong, I love living in Ireland with Siobhan, but it is a little cold sometimes to run around nude the way I like to do.

Ok, so we get into the back of the limo and we're whisked away to a condo on St Pete Beach. I couldn't keep my hands away from Siobhan. We kissed and nuzzled and cooed the entire way until we pulled up in front of a very familiar building. Now I knew that Siobhan had been plotting this for months because we pulled up to the condo that Mac's business uses for out of town guests.

"Surprised?" winked Siobhan as we got out of the limo. "I rang Mac a few weeks ago."

"Plotting with my ex-husband..." I kissed Siobhan's sweet mouth. "...could get you into serious trouble, my love."

"Yes, but we'll have so much fun in the process," giggled Siobhan.

We gathered our luggage and climbed aboard the elevator to the penthouse suite overlooking the Gulf of Mexico. Siobhan produced the key stating that Mac had FedEx'd it last week. As the door opened, the entry to the condo gave way to wonderful memories of various sexual experiences, with Mac, with Siobhan, and with both. My already damp puss flooded. Siobhan started to enter but I stopped her.

"Wait!" I grinned."We can't go in there with clothes on. It just wouldn't be right."

Siobhan giggled "What?"

"Take your clothes off." I said as I stepped back and pulled my sweater up over my head. I wasn't wearing a bra - Siobhan and I played a little on the plane - and my tits jiggled as I shook my hair. Siobhan's face lit up with her "you've got great tits" smile. I kicked off my shoes and was unbuttoning my jeans and enjoying her watching me, but I wanted her out of her clothes, too.

I stopped. "If you just wish to watch, my love, you'll soon be watching me do myself right here in the hall..." I was so turned on, I plunged my hand into my soaked panties to find my flooding puss. I stuck my finger in my hot, wet hole with a moan. A second finger joined the first as I used my other hand to bring a nipple to my waiting mouth. If anything was going to get Siobhan out of her clothes quickly, this would.

Siobhan moaned and she continued to watch me while kneading her own tits through her t-shirt. I moaned, too, stating that I was so very close to cumming. Siobhan's t-shirt was over her head, revealing those luscious Irish tits that I just adore, and she stepped to me and kissed me hotly on the mouth. I felt her tits mashing into my own. She broke the kiss to whisper "cum, my love" in my ear. Her renewed kiss was even more hungry than before.

Moaning into Siobhan's kiss, I did cum. My fingers racing in and out of my hot hole, my thumb pressing hard on my engorged clit, my body shuddered under Siobhan. She could tell, too, because she kneeled down and pulled my jeans and drenched panties down to my ankles in one quick, fluid motion. Just as quickly, her mouth was to my puss, licking and sucking my tingling clit. I moaned her lovely name as she sent me even deeper in orgasm, my body convulsing in rhythm to the spasms of my orgasming puss.

Siobhan guided me gently to the floor as my knees turned to jelly under the intensity of my orgasm. I was giggling and gasping for air when I tasted my own juices on Siobhan's loving mouth. I couldn't help but smile as I broke the kiss and raised myself up on 1 elbow.

"You still have your jeans on," I managed. "Please take them off, I want you - now!"

Siobhan pulled her jeans off as I untangled my feet from my own jeans, which were still unglamorously woven around my ankles. We tossed our clothes inside the condo and then I lowered my mouth to Siobhan's delectable puss. Her sweet lips and clit were swollen in lust and sensitive to the touch of my tongue. I licked and sucked her puss slowly, wanting to give her the enjoyment I'd just gotten. Plus, I just can't help it, I love to eat her puss.

It didn't take very long at all for her to flood my face in her own trembling orgasm. I felt myself orgasm with her when she grabbed the back of my head and ground her red haired puss into my hungry mouth. When I felt her convulsions quiet some, I raised my head to see her beautiful beaming face. "If this is what happens," she smiled, "We need to fly more often."

We picked ourselves up off the floor, pushed our luggage through the threshold, closed the door behind us and made our way to the kitchen. There were 3 things in the frige - a half gallon of orange juice (my immediate need), and a bottle of champagne with a note attached . Siobhan and I shared the orange juice while I read the note.

.............................Dear Darlene and Siobhan,

...........................Happy Millenium New Years! I hope you enjoy yourselves immensely!

.............................Order what ever you want from the grocer's and put it on my bill - I've already

...................told them not to accept any money from either of you! Karla will be by early

.............................Thursday morning with breakfast. You 2 are in my heart forever!

...............................................................Love,

.........................................................................Mac

.............................ps - if you're watching the broadcast from Sydney, look for me and Charles - we'll wave!

Siobhan and I looked at each other and burst out laughing "We'll wave" ?

"Now we're going to have to watch the Sydney New Year," giggled Siobhan. "Mac and Charles are going to wave." We both burst out laughing again. Mac is a dear, sweet, wonderful man, but we both really doubted that either he or his new friend would actually get on camera. I planned to tape the CNN broadcast, just in case.

Siobhan put the remainder of the orange juice back in the frige and we made our way to the bedroom. The bed was soft and comfortable, made even more so by sharing it with my sweet Siobhan. I truly believe that, as long as I'm with her, I can sleeep just about anywhere.

The next morning, Karla had been and gone long before Siobhan and I got out of bed. When we did get up, we found that Karla had been to the local French bakery and had brought some fresh cinnamon croissants! Siobhan and I had our coffee, croissants and juice, showered, dressed and, using the car that comes with the condo, we decided to stop by some old haunts, just for fun.

We decided to go by the mall to buy new clothes for our own New Year's celebration. We wandered through the shops, crowded with people buying for New Year's, returning unwanted gifts from Christmas or just taking advantage of the after Christmas sales. We both found very sexy "little black" dresses and decided we needed new undies to go with them. We easily found matching bra and panties sets and silk thigh-highs. We'd both packed our favorite black pumps, so we didn't need to fight the crowd in the shoe stores.

We left the mall and went to 1 of our favorite restaurants for lunch. I was feeling so wonderful and sexy with my sweet Siobhan, that I wasn't really into eating lunch. I just wanted to get back to the condo, take all of my clothes off and make love with Siobhan forever.

I was holding her hand as we both picked at our lunch. "I'm sorry," I giggled. "I just can't seem to get anything else in my mind but you." I lifted her hand to my mouth and licked the tips of her fingers. "If I didn't think the other customers here would mind," I looked around the room, "I'd make wild, passionate love to you right here on this table." I sucked 2 of her fingers into my mouth with a moan. Her eyes closed and her head tipped back just a little, a contented smile on her face.

"Sorry, ladies," the waitress was blushing, "I don't mean to interrupt..."

"It's quite alright, love," smiled Siobhan, "it seems we've both lost our appetite..."

"...for food." I finished, with a wink to Siobhan.

Siobhan paid the check, left a healthy tip and we ran out to the car, giggling like a couple of schoolgirls. Once in the car, we were all over each other, kissing and touching and getting more than a little worked up. I finally fumbled with the keys and managed to start the car. Siobhan's hand was up under my sweater, fondling my tit through my lacy bra and our lips were locked together.

I managed the 3 miles back to the condo without any serious problem (though, I think I ran a red light) and made it to the parking garage just as Siobhan's top was flying into the back seat. Somewhere between the restaurant and the parking garage, Siobhan's bra seemed to have vanished, though I never saw her remove it. Yes, she was wearing 1, I saw her put it on. As soon as the car was in park and the engine was off, my top was off and I was on top of Siobhan, in the passenger seat, with the seat back all the way back, trying desperately to suck her tongue out of her mouth, fondle her gorgeous tits and get her tights off, all at the same time. She had unclasped and removed my bra and in a brief moment when she was able to breathe, Siobhan suggested we get upstairs and "have at it."

As usual, neither of us bothered to cover up, we just made a mad dash to the elevator, where we continued to make out all the way up to the 9th floor. By the time the elevator doors opened, we were both completely nude and panting. We did make it inside the condo to the living room couch before we fell together, kissing and touching and fondling and licking and caressing. Our passion was as though we'd been apart for weeks, not constant, loving companions.

I was on my knees, my face buried in Siobhan's most beautiful pinkness, my own puss gaping and dripping, my fingers petting my own most sensitive parts, my ass in the air. Siobhan was on her back on the couch, writhing in ecstasy, moaning and crying out with every new convulsion her body made. Suddenly, through long gasps, she managed "window... washer... watching..."

I raised my face to turn and look. There was a man, alone, outside on a scaffold, transfixed. He had an absolutely perfect view of my ass, my fingers rubbing my leaking puss and Siobhan spread eagle on her back on the couch. I asked Siobhan "do you mind?" And was answered with a hip thrust, pushing her red haired puss even closer to my already soaked face. I waved at the man and went back to loving my True Love. After a few minutes, Siobhan pushed me over on to my back on the floor and proceeded to 69 me. We continued to finger and lick and suck each other, our moans and cries of love and lust filled the otherwise soundless condo. The sun was almost completely set when we finally rolled off of each other, gasping and panting and giggling.

I don't know how long he was out there, but when we looked out that window the next day, it was very clean.

Friday the 31st of December 1999 was almost half gone by the time Siobhan and I finally got out of bed. It just felt so damn good to be nestled in, warm and cozy, nude and intertwined, so very much in love. The afternoon was spent showering, doing up our hair and nails, all the while planning our evening's festivities.

We decided that instead of going to just 1 bar or pub or club, we'd pub-hop St Pete Beach. We knew almost all the places would have something going on and we'd just wander until we found the right place to spend our midnight. We also had to be in a pub at 7:00 to toast New Year's in Ireland.

Siobhan looked stunning in her little black dress. Maybe because I saw the French-cut lace bra, matching t-back panties and black silk, thigh-high stockings that went under it, or maybe because I was wearing the identical under and outer wear. And I felt so very sexy! I wasn't thinking of drinking any champagne, though, I was obsessing on drinking in my Sweet Siobhan's nectar.

The bars and pubs and clubs on St Pete Beach were hopping! After a couple of pints at the local Irish pub, we went by taxi to one of the many hotel bars. We danced, we drank and just generally had fun. After 2 more bars, we were still having great fun, but watching my Siobhan dance, her stunning red hair waving behind her like sensuous flame, her sexy body swaying and moving to the music, those loving green eyes and that wicked little smile of hers were all making me think of other things besides the public New Year's celebration. All I could think of was getting her back to the condo and having a private little New Year's celebration of our own. For once, I was glad I was wearing panties, because otherwise, my wetness would've been to my knees.

It was almost 11 when Siobhan whispered to me "I want to be nude with you at midnight. I don't care where, as long as we're making love." She read my mind. She does that from time to time.

Not wanting to wait for a taxi, we walked the short 4 blocks back to our condo. The evening air was brisk, but nowhere near the freezing cold our family back in Ireland was experiencing. We held hands as we walked, singing and giggling as we quickly made our way to our little spot in paradise. In the elevator, we kissed and nuzzled, but managed to stay dressed even under each other's groping, probing hands.

With the door closed behind us, the condo was illuminated by the flickering light of the TV pictures of New Year's Eve celebrations. Siobhan immediately slipped out of her dress, but kept the very sexy black lingerie on, her hard nipples poking slightly over the lacy demi-cup of the French cut bra. I wasn't far behind her and followed suit by also leaving my lingerie on. I watched her as she walked into the kitchen, her lovely thong-clad behind swaying sexily with each heeled step above the lacy tops of her stockings. I fought back the urge to plunge my hands into my soaked panties for a little relief. "No, not yet," I muttered to myself.

I wandered over to the window overlooking the beach. My mind filled with my love, and lust, for my Siobhan. I leaned slightly against the window, face first, and felt the cold of the glass against my hot, horny body. It felt good, and, thankfully, did nothing to cool my lust. Siobhan emerged from the kitchen with the champagne bottle in 1 hand and 2 glasses in the other. She smiled and kissed me. Not a hot, horny, "need to fuck you now" kiss, but a true loving kiss. I almost came right there.

We shared "I love you's", Siobhan set the bottle and glasses on the table, and we melded together in another breathtaking kiss. Siobhan reached behind me and unclasped my bra, gently pulling it away from my body as she took a step back. I could see the love and admiration in her eyes as my breasts became fully visible to her. I felt so wanted and so loved and so sexy with that look.

With my bra completely off and tossed on a chair, Siobhan stepped back to me, her eyes still on my breasts, we embraced for another loving kiss. As our tongues tickled and danced together, I reached an unclasped Siobhan's bra, intoxicated by knowing I'd soon be seeing her lovely breasts, too. It was my turn to step back and remove Siobhan's bra. As I did, though I'd seen them daily for the last couple of years, the sight of her gorgeous breasts made me sigh in happiness. I looked to her face and saw her adoring smile. I dropped to my knees in front of her, my nose practically wedged between her swollen labia.

Siobhan's hands were immediately behind my head as I started to kiss her pantie covered puss. I heard her moan. Her scent filled my nostrils and I felt her wetness on her panties. My hands were behind her, gently stroking and caressing the skin of her cheeks and upper thighs with enough pressure to pull her even closer to my lust-hungry mouth.

Another moan from Siobhan broke the silence of the room as I slipped her very wet panties down and away from her tingling puss, as beautiful and awe inspiring as the very first time I saw it. I gently kissed her swollen lips and probed with my tongue. I felt her body shudder.

Siobhan gently pulled me away. "Not yet," she almost whispered, "I want for us to have it together." And she kneeled down with me and kissed my face and neck and mouth.

Her loving hands were tugging at my panties. I sat back and raised my legs so she could take them off. We were soon together on the floor, kissing and caressing each other. Siobhan kissed her way down my body and back up again to my mouth, sending shivers all through my body. As our need became stronger, so did the urgency of our kisses and caresses, and the volume of our lustful moans. We rolled together in 1 loving, lustful bundle for what felt like a beautiful eternity. There was no longer the individuals of Siobhan and Darlene, just 1 "us".

I moved down Siobhan's body, desperately in need of tasting her sweet, flowing juices. I got between her legs and the moved myself so we were both on our sides, but in a 69. This is what we both wanted. This is what we both needed. We dove into each other with the all love and lust that had filled the last few days. My only goal was to give my sweet, sweet Siobhan all the pleasure I could. To let her feel through my kisses and licks and sucking that I am so madly in love with her. To let her know in the unspoken words of our lovemaking that I truly adore her to my very core. My fingers entered her, gently probing and stroking the inner walls of her spasming delight.

I felt her body shake in orgasm as her juices covered my face. I tried to keep myself focused on her, but the pleasure she was giving me was so intense, I lost myself in it. I gave way to a screaming, thundering orgasm, crashing through me in wave after glorious wave of pure ecstasy. I cried out "Siobhan! My Love! I'm cumminggggggg!" and felt my entire being wrack and convulse in spasm after sweet, tearful spasm of joy.

After several minutes of recovery, the room stopped spinning, I looked into Siobhan's eyes. I saw her tearstreaked face and knew she felt the same as me - so very much in love.

Were those fireworks real?