New Year's gift

This happened, and initially as a joke, a year ago, right before New Year's.

On an intimate dating site, there was an image of a Christmas tree where anyone could hang a closed message with their wish, and it was as if it would definitely come true... Wishes, of course, related to one's intimate life... That is, the very reason the site exists.

I, Tanya, an interesting, slender young girl, recently divorced... Seeing this message and this wish tree... literally with a laugh, without even thinking much, I wrote — I want to receive cunnilingus while sitting on a face, and exactly at 24:00 on December 31st — I wrote and sent it, continuing to smile... Thinking

about the main thing, I need to manage to get off work early on the 31st and go to my mom's in Pirogovo...

— Dear stranger, we thought long and hard and decided, we are ready to invite you... Let's discuss the details...

Who are you, what should we discuss, and I replied:

— I don't understand you, what you're talking about and what needs to be discussed...

— How come, you left a message on the wish tree on the dating site for... Your message, and quite original and unusual at that...

— Super, I actually thought it was a joke, that's how I wrote it... Jokingly... Confident in the impossibility of what was written... - I was immediately answered again —

— We, Olya, 38 years old, slender, interesting, and husband, 41 years old, Ivan, are ready to invite you... Let's use 'you' informally right away. Ready to give you this gift on New Year's Eve, and either one of us will do it, whoever you choose, or both in turn...

One small nuance, I would like the same... from you...

Another important thing to tell you... You and I do everything that comes to mind, and with my husband too, he will only do what we want... Nothing extra... You can command him like property... So, how do you like the proposal?!

I was confused, didn't answer for about an hour, probably, not knowing what to do or what would come of it... Strangers, and who knows... Then, after long thought, I decided: "In the end, what do I lose... Nothing... Absolutely nothing. What I gain — it's a New Year's adventure and possibly a sea of pleasure... And quite possibly unforgettable ones." — and I answered her

I love tenderness and affection...

— Tanya, and me, I'm all for affection too... We'll bathe in it together... My husband will help, if you want only orally, that's how he'll be... I promise right on the eve at 24:00, when the chimes strike, you'll be sitting on his face and we'll clink glasses for the New Year — isn't that a super adventure... Only, I'd like the same from you, if possible...

— Olya, you've intrigued me and I sincerely, with both hands, am For

— Let's discuss the details a day before, who brings what, I mean drinks and snacks... And the little things... Where and at what time...

— Great, it's decided. — I answered, and we decided to call tomorrow, a day before the meeting.

It's already the 31st, exactly at 22:00, as agreed, I was standing in front of the door of my not-yet-real-life friends with a bag of ready-made Olivier salad and "herring under a fur coat" salad, which I made myself, and a bottle of French dry wine...

They turned out to be kind, sociable right off the bat... Within half an hour I felt as if we'd known each other for a long time. It was clear that Olya was in charge of everything. She is the king and god here. Ivan is quiet, but it's clear he's a cultured, decent... kind man. In the apartment, a three-roomer, the furniture and everything outwardly spoke of fairly well-off people living there... We kind of hung around the apartment, kitchen... in between we'd have a drink and again, cut something, set something, wash... The table was groaning, we went out to the balcony to smoke several times, although I don't use that nasty stuff... Just went out for company.

And during one of those trips to the smoking area - the balcony, Olya suddenly asked:

— Tanya, at 24:00 we know what you want... But what and how would you have wanted in general?!

— I, honestly, haven't thought about it — suddenly, from awkwardness, I blurted out, not expecting such a question — I thought everything would happen by itself and along the way, and then we'll see...

— It's already an hour until New Year's — Olya winked at me and continued — remember I wrote that I want the same as you, only from you... Can we do it now, then to the table and for you... Can we? Only one thing... I want and am used to being in charge of everything myself... And let Vanya watch if he wants... How do you like that..?!

— Okay... I agree — after a slight hesitation I continued — you lead, probably that's even better... Someone has to keep everything in their hands...

In the living room, where we settled, there was a Christmas tree decorated with ornaments and a garland with multi-colored lights, in the center a table we set as if for twice as many guests, a little further a sofa unfolded taking up a third of the room, and a huge TV taking up half the wall, where the "Blue Light" New Year's show was already on... And there too everyone was waiting for the president and his speech...

Olya went up to her Husband, kissed him on the cheek and slapped him affirmatively:

— Darling, we won't disturb you... We'll entertain ourselves with Tanyusha until 12, we have to make it...

Remember what you have to do?! What gift to give our guest while the president is congratulating — and she started smiling, and Ivan replied to her:

— Of course I remember, I'll be happy, Tanyusha, to please you — and looking into my eyes — to give you such a gift... I think no one has ever done this at exactly this time, it will be pleasant for me to remain in your memory forever...

Olya took me by the hand and pulled me to the sofa...

— Let's get undressed, and then we'll put on a robe, I prepared one for you — she said, drawing me into an embrace and helping me stay as open and free as possible. Staying naked herself, she offered me her large breasts, size 4, to my lips.

I literally dove into them, licking the tits in turn and sucking on the nipples, lightly biting... She laid me on my back and they were already hanging over me from above, and I continued working with my tongue. Then came the tummy, pubic hair appeared... And Olya carefully sat on my face, not giving me a chance, I could clearly see the slit... All of her pussy... The large lips, clitoris... And I happily began to lick her out. She was playing with her butt like that... As if wiping her pussy on my lips and tongue... And pressing down and then fluttering over me again. And suddenly she uttered through a moan:

— Tanya, Tanyusha... Suck the clitoris... Suck... Suck deeper... And put a couple of fingers in the pussy... Deeper... Deeper... Play with them... That's right... Goo-ood girl... Taaaaaanyaaaa — and she suddenly through moans howled and cried, like a child, fell down next to me. Calming down a bit, she hugged me, still trembling, whispered in my ear

— You're a wonder... Thank you... Thank you... I love you — and kissed my whole face...

There were only seven minutes left until the president's speech. Vanya suddenly threw a large, beautiful blanket on the floor next to the table, opposite the wall where the TV was.

— Tanechka, everything is ready — he smiled and sprawled out on the flowers, the blanket was silk with roses. — I'm waiting for you in a couple of minutes. Ol, sorry, pour the glasses yourselves. Get ready...

We, somehow familiarly, already like our own, relatives, together filled the glasses and suddenly Olya, taking off her robe from me, proclaimed:

— Tanyusha, my sweet girl, now mine... Get ready with a glass to sit on Vanyukha, just as you asked... Why didn't I think of this before... What a memory will remain, to meet the new year like this... — and kissing me, smiling, continued — Vanya, and you, don't forget either... To meet the New Year drinking not champagne, but... And you watch, so that all of Tanya's juices are in you... This is also as a thank you for me... So, that's it... Tanya, sit down... The speech is about to start now. And kneeling with us, she stared at the TV.

— Vanya, darling — I suddenly cried out — I might not hear it all and not have time to drink... Vanya, Vanechka... Ol... I'm yours... Olya O o o o o olya...

What a high... Vanya... I'm going to fly away now... Let's clink...

And here are the last words of congratulations and clinking of glasses and... I managed to swallow and, howling with the joy of pleasure, spilled the rest of the champagne on my chest, continuing to lick and gasp...

— Look, Look, Tanya — Olya suddenly interrupted my enjoyment — look Tanya, you couldn't make this up... Vanya, your champagne, running down you, he's licking and swallowing together with your nectar coming from your pussy... — and laughing, showing a thumbs up, continued — that's how we met, super... You couldn't make this up... Super...

Vanya and I lay a little longer, I was coming down, he was too... We went, washed up, and already without getting dressed, sat down at the table and properly poured, clinked glasses and drank, making a bunch of wishes for each other...

Cozy and warm, chatting about nothing... I interrupted:

— Olya, sorry — I suddenly said — I'll ask you first... Can I thank Vanya?! He deserves it... — and turning to him continued — I'll give you a little blowjob as a gift in gratitude and for the New Year... And believe me, my friends, I know only this and all my boys were always delighted...

— Tanya — Ivan replied — I could only dream of this — and turning to his wife — darling, you don't mind...

— Only with both hands for — Olya started smiling — otherwise, darling, we're completely bypassing you in pleasure...

I went up to him, sitting there naked... And his little friend, as if sensing me, jumped out of his underwear by itself. Kneeling down, I took the head with my lips, and with my hands the shaft, began to lick him up and down, back and forth... Taking him in deeper and deeper each time.

— Tell me, when you're about to cum and where you'd like to cum — I suddenly interrupted the pleasure and asked him, and continued sucking and licking...

— Tanya sucks so beautifully, I even wanted some myself — Olya interrupted, moaning — I won't disturb you... Tanyusha is a pro here... Even watching you is a pleasure...

— Tanya, now... Tanya... Soon. Any second. In the mouth, if you don't want it on the chest...

I sucked as hard as I could, teasing the frenulum with my tongue and lips, feeling it swell, and when he shot like a cannon, I managed to open my mouth... Once, a second, a third... And droplets came...

I swallowed and took him all in again... Licking, as if wiping clean...

Already throwing on a robe, like Olya, we sat down and like family, eating, sipping, and chatting about life, the future, not touching on sex at all, as if there had been no intimacy between us... So easy, good, and pleasant...

When saying goodbye, we all hugged and kissed as if parting forever, although we decided to definitely repeat the meeting and make it even more varied... but... we never met again...

But December 31st, exactly at 00:00, and under the President's words and the chimes striking, to meet like that, as I did... — it's unforgettable, it's so cool and such a memory... At least at that moment — I was the happiest!!!