Cute New Year’s story with my friend’s girlfriend – RedHot Fox

Title: “A Fox’s New Year’s Folly”

As the clock struck midnight on New Year’s Eve, James found himself sprawled on the couch in his pyjamas, a half-empty bottle of champagne and a few pringles scattered on the coffee table before him. His best friend Sarah and her girlfriend Lisa had gone out for a fancy dinner and drinks, leaving him alone to sulk over the fact that he had no one special to kiss at midnight.

Suddenly, the front door burst open and in stumbled Sarah, giggling drunkenly. Behind her was Lisa, looking glamorous in a slinky red dress that hugged her curves. They were both clearly tipsy, leaning on each other for support.

“Happy New Year, Jake!” Sarah slurred, giving him a sloppy kiss on the cheek. “Where’s my New Year’s kiss? You promised!”

Before James could protest, Lisa stepped forward and pressed her lips firmly against his in a surprisingly passionate kiss. Her glossy lips tasted like champagne and something else – something forbidden. James felt his pulse quicken as he returned the kiss, their tongues tangling.

When they finally broke apart, Sarah was pouting. “No fair, Lis! I want a real kiss too!”

Lisa laughed and grabbed Sarah, smashing their lips together. Watching them make out, James felt a stirring in his boxers. He shifted, trying to discreetly adjust himself.

Seeing his discomfort, Lisa smirked. “Someone’s excited,” she purred, running a finger slowly down his chest. “Why don’t you join us, James?”

Sarah turned to look at him, her lips still wet from Lisa’s kisses, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Go on, James. It’s New Year, so let’s do something naughty for once. I know you’ve always wanted Lisa…”

James hesitated, looking between the two women. His best friend and her girlfriend, practically propositioning him. It was wrong, but God, he was tempted. Lisa had denied him for so long, but now Sarah was encouraging it…

Lisa sauntered over, continuing to shower him with kisses as she made her way down to his collarbone and chest. James felt his body responding, his member growing hard. Sarah watched, biting her lip, as he finally reached out and pulled her into the fray.

The three tumbled to the couch in a tangle of limbs and heated kisses, Sarah tugging at Lisa’s red dress, James fumbling with his pajama bottoms. Fabric ripped as they tore at each other’s clothes, determined to get naked.

Within moments, they were all exposed, skin against skin. Lisa’s ample breasts heaved as she straddled James, her hair tumbling over her shoulders. Sarah caressed Lisa’s back, brushing a nipple, as James reached out to fondle Lisa’s other breast.

Lisa moaned, grinding against James’ now throbbing erection. Sarah helped guide it inside Lisa, gasping at the sight of her girlfriend being filled so thoroughly. They began to move together, a steady rhythm, the only sounds wet slapping and panting breaths.

James closed his eyes, savoring the tightness engulfing him, the softness yielding to his thrusts. Sarah leaned down to capture Lisa’s mouth in a searing kiss, swallowing each lustful moan. James gripped Lisa’s hips tightly, fingers digging into soft flesh as he drove into her over and over again.

Lisa bucked against him, her inner muscles clenching around his hardness, dragging him deeper. Sarah reached between them, frantically stroking Lisa’s sensitive nub, earning a cry of ecstasy. James felt the tension building in his core, their combined pleasure drugging him with euphoria.

Lisa came hard, burying her face against James’ chest to muffle her scream. Her spasming pushed James over the edge and with a guttural groan, he emptied himself inside of her willing body. Sarah slumped against his shoulder, a satisfied smile on her face.

They collapsed in a sweaty heap, trying to catch their breath. James looked at Sarah sheepishly and she grinned back at him, Switzerland feeling a bit awkward. But Lisa just sighed happily, content. Well, that certainly made for a memorable New Year’s Eve…

But little did James know, this was only the beginning. Spurred on by alcohol and libido, the trio spent all night exploring each other’s bodies, each new discovery leading to more carnal delights. Champagne and lingerie coated the living room floor. Framed photos and furniture were rearranged by their ceaseless fornication.

By dawn’s early light, they finally collaborated fully exhausted, limp and naked, heaps of tangled limbs and tangled sheets. James peeked at his phone and noted with amusement that they had broken his New Year resolution to “break from his phone habits.” He sighed, sending a silent thanks god for this spontaneity as he drifted off to sleep. Never a dull moment starting a new year!