Scissoring in the new year with wife

It was New Year’s Eve, and Mila was feeling extra frisky. Her body craved touch and pleasure as she worked her last shift of the year as a sexy secretary. The skimpy maid costume she wore, complete with garters and sheer black stockings, made her keenly aware of her own sexy curves. Her large breasts, barely contained by a lace bra, heaved with excitement.

As the clock struck midnight, Mila locked the office door and flipped off the lights. She knew her wife Sasha would be waiting for her at home, eager to ring in the new year in an intimate way. Mila licked her lips, imagining Sasha exotically draped in the hotel robe Mila had bought her last Christmas. She had a feeling Sasha might be wearing nothing underneath, just waiting for Mila to ravish her.

Mila headed to the shower and carefully removed her skimpy costume. She lathered up with Sasha’s favorite girly body wash, getting herself nice and clean for her seductive wife. Her nipples stiffened into pert peaks as her arousal grew. She imagined Sasha’s soft lips and dexterous fingers all over her slick body. Mila dipped a hand between her thighs, relishing the heat building there. But she wanted to save herself for the main event. She turned off the water with a determined sigh.

Once dry, Mila shimmied into some thigh-high strappy stockings and a silky red babydoll. The short slip showed off the bottom curves of her ass and the tops of her stockings. She pulled on strappy red high heels and headed to the bedroom, ready to seduce her wife into a lingerie-clad “ringing in the new year.”

But as Mila approached the bedroom door, she heard a rustling and a buzzing sound she recognized all too well. Her heart leapt into her throat – was Sasha using her egg vibrator on herself without her? How naughty! Mila quietly cracked open the door. There, perched on the bed in her lacy robe, was Sasha – straps of a harness peeking out, holding a large purple strapon. The dildo bobbed and glided over Sasha’s crotch as she moaned, her hips rocking with the motion.

“Uhmmm… enjoying yourself without me?” Mila said, leaning against the doorframe and licking her lips.

Sasha squeaked and yanked off the strapon. Her face flushed as she grinned sheepishly. “You caught me! I just couldn’t wait anymore… I hoped I’d get to use this on you tonight. Everything has that ‘sexy secretary’ vibe I love…” She looked Mila up and down, eyes lingering on the curvy babydoll and miles of leg.

Mila crooked a finger and sauntered over, feeling powerful and goddess-like. “Well, lucky for you, this naughty secretary is here to ring in the new year… Over and over again with you.”

Sasha reached for Mila, eager to embrace her, but Mila deftly snatched up the strapon and held it teasingly away from Sasha’s reach. “Ah-ah, you don’t get this until I’m good and ready…”

Mila slowly straddled Sasha on the bed, brushing the dildo teasingly over her bare thighs. Sasha whimpered and rolled her hips up, trying to get more stimulation. But Mila stabilized herself and Sheriffed Sasha’s hands above her head. She dipped and swirled her tongue down Sasha’s neck, over her collarbones, and to her full breasts.

After licking and sucking on Sasha’s nipples until they were stiff peaks, Mila moved further down Sasha’s quivering body. She nibbled at Sasha’s inner thighs, soaping them with licks and kisses. Sasha moaned and tried to spread her legs wider, but Mila held them together. She blew over Sasha’s soaked, needy pussy before flicking her tongue out to taste those sweet juices. Sasha gasped and writhed.

“Please Mila!” Sasha begged. “Please fuck me! New year, new desires!”

Mila hummed in approval and began to lap at Sasha’s clit, rubbing the sensitive bud with expert flicks of her tongue. One hand reached down to rub and tease the strapon over Sasha’s opening that was already slick with relief. Sasha bucked up and whimpered. She was so aroused, the toy slid in easily with a sigh.

Mila fucked Sasha with the strapon at a moderate pace, reveling in her wife’s squeals and moans. She could feel the toy press against her own clit with each thrust, making her so very wet. Sasha grabbed Mila’s ass and rocked into the thrusts, their combined motions making the bed creak.

“Ah! I’m gunna cum! Mmm, you’re so good baby!” Sasha cried. She was so close to orgasm.

“Come for me Sasha!” Mila panted, snapping her hips faster. “Come in the New Year!”

Sasha let out a throaty moan as she peaked and bucked up. Her walls clenching around the strapon. Mila felt Sasha’s pleasure and gushed over the toy. Her own climax rippled through her.

They twined together and breathed heavily as they came down from the high. They kissed languidly, tasting each other’s pleasure. Mila petted Sasha’s hair and murmured sweet nothings to her.

“So is this what you wanted for New Year’s sex?” Mila asked with a smirk.

Sasha giggled. “Mmmyep! Definitely bring on the ‘Scissoring in the New Year’! Incoming!”

Sasha flipped them so she was on top. Her eyes danced mischievously. “And now I get to return the favor… 4, 3, 2, 1 – Happy New Year baby!” Sasha kissed Mila sensuously, the rest of their celebrating taking place between the sheets as the clock struck midnight again.