Midnight Kiss
Lillian looked up at the brightly lit house that stood out in the foggy night. Even though it was late evening on the last night of the year, the night was mild except for the dense fog that rolled in from the nearby beach. It would make driving home from this New Year’s Eve party a challenge, but that was for Jack, her husband, to deal with. She was surprised he’d even agreed to come out on a night like this, but their adventures as a couple over the course of the year seemed to broaden his social horizons. She hoped they both enjoyed a fun night as they joined hands and walked around the back of the house to the party entrance.
The house belonging to a recent friend of Lillian was warm and inviting. As soon as she and Jack entered, they were met with good food, plentiful drinks, and friendly conversation. Lillian knew some of the couples from her outings with the host. Others were strangers, but the atmosphere was relaxed and soon everyone was mingling comfortably. Jack was new to almost everyone at the gathering. This scenario wasn’t usually his strength, but with Lillian’s encouragement and a glass of good whiskey, he soon found himself chatting and making friends of his own.
As the party continued into the night, other individuals and couples drifted in, filling the space inside and spilling out onto the rear deck. Lillian turned to see Julie, a new acquaintance and friend of the host, walk in with her husband Sam. They were a friendly couple, slightly younger than Lillian and Jack, with an easy attractiveness about them. Sam was much taller than Lillian with short hair, dark eyes, and a shy smile. He seemed to be uneasy at first about the crowd of unfamiliar people. Lillian smiled and offered to get the couple a drink as she refreshed her own, hoping to put them at ease. Lillian was feeling the effects of her wine and wanted everyone else to catch up to her good mood.
Jack soon wondered over and Lillian made introductions to Julie and Sam. Given their adventures and experimentation with other people in recent months, she could immediately sense Jack’s interest in these attractive people. Julie was strikingly pretty, and Lillian noticed herself drawn to Sam’s quiet manner and intense gaze. As Jack engaged them in conversation, her eyes kept returning to Sam’s physique and attentive eyes. Sam returned her look with a small smile and appreciative glance of his own. Julie and Sam were soon caught up in other introductions and conversations, and as Lillian watched them move through the room, Jack leaned in and whispered that Sam clearly selected the person he wanted to kiss at the start of the new year. Lillian laughed at the comment, but internally thought that was an arrangement she would be quite happy with.
As the evening progressed further toward midnight, Lillian found herself needing a break from the noise and stuffiness of the house. She replaced her wine glass with a whiskey cocktail and made her way to the deck, enjoying the cool night air. Really what she wanted was a cigarette. There was a pack in the car, but Jack had the keys and he was still inside conversing with a group. Lillian felt sure he would be wanting one as well, but didn’t want to disturb his time with others. Just then, Julie and Sam appeared through another set of doors on to the deck, clearly engaged in a personal matter. Lillian was about to slip away to give them privacy when she overheard Julie tell Sam he should step around to the front of the house if he wanted something so badly. The two spotted Lillian and Sam sheepishly admitted to being on the lookout for an unobtrusive place to grab a smoke. Lillian explained she was just having the same debate with herself, to which Julie replied Sam would be happy to share.
As Lillian and Sam made their way down the stairs of the raised house and into the yard, Lillian tried to keep up the casual banter. But inside she was alight with nervous anticipation. In their sexual exploration together, she and Jack had engaged other people more than once in various activities. Jack himself had described through text messages his own experimentation with another man in a hotel room on an out-of-town business trip. But the simple excitement of being here alone with another man without her husband’s presence was a different kind of thrill. Whether or not Sam was, in fact, attracted to her did nothing to quell her body’s response to being alone with this good-looking man in a dark, moonless night.
As Sam offered her a cigarette from his pack and lit both hers and his own, Lillian became acutely aware of just how isolated they were. The party hosts lived on a quiet street that featured no houses in the immediate vicinity. The guests’ cars were parked up and down along the street, appearing as silent hulks in the shadows of fog and a single streetlamp. She and Sam strolled along the row of cars, quietly conversing, smoking, and sipping the drinks they’d brought along. Lillian found herself brushing against his arm, hand, and side as often and casually as possible, enjoying the feel of him in the dim light and the scent of his cologne.
When they reached the end of the row of cars, Sam looked back and commented how far they’d walked. He reached out and took Lillian’s hand in his own, commenting how close it was to midnight and asking if she was ready to make her way back. Shocked by the feel of his hand, Lillian’s boldness suddenly asserted itself and she pulled him back toward her, saying that she could celebrate the new year right where she was. Sam might have had the same thought as he moved easily with her urging and pressed himself softly against her. He leaned his face down toward her own, his dark eyes never leaving hers, his lips slightly parted. Lillian could feel his breath coming quickly as she gazed into his face. It was time for initiative, and she was all too happy to be the one to take.
Their lips met tentatively at first, applying gentle pressure as their mouths slowly opened. She felt Sam’s tongue explore the edge of her mouth and slowly reach out for her own. Soon they were locked in a deep kiss, hungrily devouring one another with passionate kisses as their hands roamed over the other. Lillian reached her hand between them and ran it along his chest, then under his coat and across the muscles of his arms and shoulders. Sam let his hands drop to her lower back, then down to her skirt to cup the curves of her ass and draw her in closer. Lillian could instantly feel the hard length of him pressed against her hip. She felt her body involuntarily opening up to him, and could only moan into his mouth as her own hand ran over the curve of his ass and around to the warm, throbbing length of his cock straining at his pants.
The broke away from the kiss momentarily, staring into one another’s eyes as they shuddered and tried to regain their breath. Lillian distantly wondered whether they’d been missed, and her thoughts turned to Jack. He had clearly enjoyed watching her with another man in their escapades with their friend James. That was its own particular kind of thrill. But Jack had occasionally spoken of his fantasy that Lillian would do essentially what she was contemplating now. He said he was highly turned on by the idea of her being with a man without his presence or knowledge, then describing the encounter to him later. This had always seemed like an odd one to Lillian. But now, with her arms wrapped around this strange man, the heat of their pressed bodies warming her in contrast to the chill of the night air, Lillian found herself very excited by the prospect of enjoying this man’s body on her own terms and describing it later.
She noticed in her peripheral sight that they were very near a parked car. Lillian hooked a hand under the front of Sam’s belt and, with a grin, pulled him forward until her back was pressed against the side of the car. He then leaned in again for another deep kiss. Now Sam’s hands were roaming even more freely, sliding up the outside of her shirt to cup both breasts and gently push them together as his tongue explored her mouth. As the kiss went on, Sam pushed his throbbing cock forward against Lillian. She moved her feet slightly apart to welcome him in closer to her body. Rising up slightly, she tried to align the hardness in his pants to the warmth between her legs. Sam’s cock, however, was pointed at an angle inside his pants and rested more along the side of Lillian’s hip.
She quickly reached down and released the buckle of his belt, followed by the button and zipper of his pants. She had no real plan at this point. Lillian had no intention of fucking this stranger on the ground. She simply wanted to feel the hard, warm length of his cock in her hand as they continued to kiss and explore one another’s bodies. Sam sighed and moaned as she reached her hand into his underwear and wrapped her hand around his erect penis. As she freed it from his clothes and blindly examined it with her hand, she couldn’t help but make a comparison.
She’d become familiar with more than one different cock in the last year, each with its own size and shape. And each had been exciting and satisfying in its own way. Sam’s, however, appear to be something different. Her husband’s cock was satisfyingly full and thick, a nice member to grip. Sam’s cock was considerably thicker, though, possibly as much as by double. As her fingers wrapped around the warm shaft, Lillian imagined the feel of it sliding into her waiting pussy, filling her in new, unimagined ways. Then, as she began to stroke its length, she discovered another startling dimension. She guessed it had to be at least eight inches which, when combined with the girth, made for something that promised many memorable adventures.
Sam was breathing hard at this point. He was clearly trying to concentrate on kissing Lillian’s mouth, neck, and exposed upper chest above the neckline of her shirt, but threw back his head as her hand explored his incredible cock. Lillian’s own passion was rising as well. She very much wanted time and a suitable location to strip down with this new man and explore him with her hands, mouth, and other areas of interest. For now, though, she simply enjoyed the feel of him in her hand, his kisses and moans, and the feel of his hands roaming across her body.
Sam’s desire for her was not to be ignored though. He was soon rubbing his cock against her, lowering himself to position it against her skirt above the cloth that separated him from the pussy that was now burning to be opened up by him. Lillian reached down, lifted the front of her skirt, draped it over his hard cock, and began simultaneously stroking him through the material while rubbing her clit against the warm, hard length. Sam got into this rhythm as well. He leaned his head back and drove against her, reaching his hands down to grip her ass as they stared into each other’s eyes, each lost in the intensity of the feeling.
Finally, they could both stand it no longer. As Lillian reached down between them and shifted her panties to one side, Sam reached his hand to his cock and placed it against her warm, damp lips. He took a moment to run the tip along the length of her pussy, warming and moistening it with her flesh. And then, in one smooth motion, he leaned forward and plunged inside. For a brief moment, Lillian forgot to breathe. As his length and remarkable girth filled her up, she lost all sensation apart from the feeling of him inside her. Sam took her face in his hands and kissed her again deeply, slowly pressing himself fully into her while rubbing his body against her clit.
Now all thought of being hesitant and demure left them both. Sam suddenly reached both hands behind her thighs and lifted her legs as he pinned her more securely against the side of the car. She was essentially unable to move as he drove himself into her over and over again. While the effects of the alcohol had long since worn off in the adrenaline of this encounter, Lillian was now drunk on the feeling of being suspended atop this magnificent cock. Sam was fucking her with increasing speed and intensity, his lust for her driving away all thought of where they were and who else might be in the vicinity. Lillian wrapped her arms together behind his neck and her legs around his waist, and Sam held her by the thighs as he stroked in and out, filling her pussy in a way she’d never felt or imagined.
Sam began to speed up his efforts, and Lillian understood what was about to happen. He quickly leaned forward and planted his lips on hers, as much out of a desire to taste her mouth as to drown out his cries of relief. She felt the warm flood deep inside as he came, pushing into her both with his hips thrusting upward and by using her leverage against that car to drive her down. That sensation in addition to her own throbbing need unleashed Lillian’s own explosion. She felt her insides clench in a spasm of breathless, white-hot release. She wouldn’t have believed her pussy could be tighter around his thickness than it already was, but her body gripped him in one long, nearly painful spasm that stimulated the last of his come to empty into her.
After a long, silent moment in which they both struggled to regain their breath, Sam gently lowered her legs back to the ground. Lillian felt as though she’d just completed an hour of the most intense exercise she’d ever attempted, even though the whole encounter had been mere minutes in length. They sheepishly separated and attempted to arrange their clothes in some semblance of order. A party was, after all, still going on nearby, one they would soon need to rejoin. Once they were moderately presentable, Sam took her hand and pulled Lillian in for one more kiss. It was slow and passionate, and made Lillian briefly forget about the soreness in her legs and other places she would need to consider later.
She thanked him for the cigarette, saying it was the best she’d had in a long time, and they both laughed, breaking the awkward tension of the moment. He suggested they return to the house, and Lillian agreed, considering how to slip away once inside and continue freshening herself. As they walked back, attempting to be near one another and maintain a respectable distance, she imagined describing this encounter to Jack. How would she explain it? Would he be upset; would he be excited by the fulfillment of a fantasy? Would it be both? As they neared the staircase leading up to the house and heard the sounds of music and conversation, Lillian stole a glance at Sam. However Jack reacted, she now had her own new fantasy, her own experience to remember, and her own friend she might enjoy seeing again someday.
