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Subject: {ASSM} "New Years Eve X - Midnight"
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Date: Sat, 16 Dec 2006 11:10:01 -0500
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Archive name: New Years Eve X.txt (FM+ FF Libertine Wife, 

Exh, Oral)
Authors name: Rachel's Lace
Story title : New Year's Eve Series
Summary: Wife wants to show off her new body and husband 

knows exactly the place! 

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"New Year's Eve" series by Rachel's Lace
Copyright 2006

"New Year's Eve X - MIDNIGHT"

*** Any minute now.  The clock strikes Twelve! ***



    As eleven thirty came and went I was sitting back 
at the bar in a post orgasmic haze.  Marty had helped me 
clean up downstairs and we wrapped everything up with the 
production crew... a few times!  I was to meet with an 
"agent" next week to view the finished product and set a 
contract.  All without Carl's knowlege.  Call it a late 
Christmas present, he was now married to a minor porn 
star.  So many thoughts spinning through my mind.  
    I had been letting Dan pour out my drinks unless 
the guest wanted to sit and chat.  For the most part I was 
hammered.  A young man came close to my elbow as I chatted 
with an older gentleman.
    "I hate to interrupt but I need to talk with you.  
I was hoping you might dance with me before midnight hits. 
That is if you want to make a lot of extra cash tonight?"
    Dan leaned in and asked him, "Do you think maybe 
you should buy the lady a drink and get to know her before 
you just bust out with a question like that?"
    "Oh, I plan on it." he smiled.  Pulling out a wad 
of cash he ordered six bottles of champagne.  Then he told 
me his fantasy...  "I have never danced with the Treasure 
Girl in this room before and you're the sexiest one I've 
ever seen.  I mean I know you're married so I don't 
entertain any permanent fantasies, but you must have 
noticed this room seems to make people set aside their day 
to day mores and commitments, no?"
    I smiled at him and looked around for my husband.  
I saw him swaying to the music with a topless girl half 
his age.  She was grinding her crotch on his thigh. "Yeah, 
it seems this room is a major den of inequity." 
    "Exactly." my new friend hissed into my ear.  His 
bulge was pressing against my still damp pussy and I felt 
his fingers snaking between my ass cheeks and pulling me 
into him.  I leaned back and grinned.  "It's the 
atmosphere.  People seem to know nothing that happens in 
here will leave this place."
    "Like Vegas?" I grinned.
    "Just like Vegas." he grinned back.
    His fingers held tight to my ass and he lifted me 
off the ground.  Sliding a naked me against his clothed 
body, I felt his thick cock against my bare pussy.  It 
felt like a steel rod in his pants.  I was grinding my 
clit against it through his pants.  My legs wrapped around 
him as he rocked me back and forth.  I noticed most others 
dancers on the floor with us had taken off some amount of 
clothing and were engaging in some form of carnal play.  
"I rrrreally like this place." I whispered between moans.
    "Then I guess I need to ask your husband 
something." he grinned.
    "Take me over there.  He's dancing with that short 
brunette in the mini skirt."
    As we swayed through the crowd, I realized I 
didn't know this man's name.  His stiff cock was all but 
in me and I was moaning as he gripped my body to his.  It 
occurred to me that if he had approached me with his fly 
open I would be riding my second new cock of the night.  I 
was shocked in that I wasn't shocked at that thought.
    He leaned me back away from him, keeping my crotch 
pressed to his.  I looked over and my husband's face was 
grinning at me.  He was dancing behind the young brunette 
and judging by the angle he was grinding against her ass, 
I knew he had to have had his cock inside her.  He held 
her ample tits in his hands and ground into her as I 
pressed my mouth to his.
    "Oh, god!  Hi, Sweet Thing!  We saw your countdown 
on the big screen!  Still having fun?" he asked.
    "More than ever, love!  Who's your friend?"
    "Oh, Meghan is in my advanced English class.  She 
snuck in with a fake i.d.  She's only sixteen so I'm 
taking it upon myself to punish her." he grinned.  
    I had to laugh, "Yeahhhh, she looks miserable." 
    Meghan turned and grinned sleepy eyed at us both. 
"Uhh, hi.  God, Mr. Hastings I'm so close, don't stop 
now!"  Carl held her ass tight as she squirmed.  He pulled 
out and his shiny cock stood up proudly between them.
    "No, we're all done.  I told you I was punishing 
you.  Meghan, this is my wife Annie.  She went to school 
with your Mom."
    Meghan pulled her skirt down and rubbed her ass.  
"Oh, God.  Don't tell my Mom you saw me here."
    "Fucking my husband?  I doubt it'll come up 
darling.  Carl, this man wants to ask you something." I 
explained.
    He pressed his mouth to mine and gave me a very 
hot kiss.  "Mmmm, well hand her over and ask away."
    As the man released me into Carl's arms I guided 
his familiar stiff dick into me.  The insertion was 
effortless and I felt the sensation vibrate into my skull. 
"Damn!  Little Meghan certainly got you hard!"
    "The better to fuck you with my dear!" he 
grinned.  "Ummm, now, uhhh, what does your friend want to 
ask me Sweet Thing?"
    I thrashed about as he fucked into me.  "I, uhg, 
I don't uh, know!"
    The man leaned into us holding my ass from behind 
as Carl fucked me.  "I offer a thousand dollars if you let 
me fuck your wife on the dais at midnight." he smiled.
    "Obvi, uh, obviously, I, uh, I don't control my 
uh, my wife sexually, pal.  You'll have to ask her 
yourself."
    I laughed almost uncontrollably realizing I had 
the power to live one of my fantasies this night.  I 
pushed against my husband.  "No, that would make me a 
what?  C'mon.  Who takes money for sexual favors?"
    "That would be a prostitute?" he answered.
    "Correct!  I'm not going to take money to fuck 
someone!  I'm working for this bar as an entertainer, not 
an in house hooker!" I pushed him away and clung to my 
husband.
    "I'm s, I'm sorry!  I din' I didn't think!" he 
stammered.
    "Go have some fun and next time think before you 
speak!" I chided him.
    "Hon' I understand what you say, but weren't you 
a little harsh on him?" 
    "I'm not a whore, darling!  Is that what you 
want?  To turn me out?" I squeezed his cock with my pussy 
muscles making him shudder.
     "No.  No I don't want you doing anything damaging 
or aaaaah, god!  Don't stop doing that!"
    "I'm a little pissed off that you were with that 
girl, but I guess after my little performance upatairs I 
really can't say much, huh?"
    "You can say whatever's on your mind as long as 
your pussy keeps clentching my cock like that!"
    "What do you think of your wife tonight?  They 
paid me to perform upstairs baby.  -and they filmed the 
entire thing."
    "They what?" he was confused.
    "They filmed me, me and Marty, fucking each other 
stupid.  They filmed it.  It's going to be a Paramour 
DVD."
    "Oh, don't fuck with me about that."  His cock was 
surging.  "Are you serious?"
    "Suh, so, baby... am I the first pornstar you've 
ever fucked darling?"
    "P' pornst' uhhn!  Uhhhn!" he shuddered under my 
weight an his own orgasm.
    Cum surged into my snatch as he staggered beneath 
me.  As he shrank and slipped out of me I laughed!  "I 
love it!  You're speechless!"  I dropped to my knees and 
cleaned off his sticky cock.  "Ooooh, you seem done for 
the night.  Guess I'll go dancing, babe!
    I began shimmying onto the dance floor as Marty 
grabbed my arm.
    "Babydoll?  It's almost time.  You maybe want to 
stage another show down here, you know just for us?"  
    Her hand brazenly went to my cum covered pussy and 
started rubbing rough circles on my lips and clit.  "Ah!  
Wait."
    The man from the bar waved a fan of hundred dollar 
bills at me, "Just one dance, Annie?"
    "Carl?" I called.
    He staggered up from the crowd, "Everyone loves 
you baby!"
    The crowd pushed in, hands other than Marty's 
began rubbing and squeezing my skin.  "Hey!"
    Dan from the bar yelled to me, "Bottle of Dom from 
table 12!"  He unwrapped the cork and it burst open 
drenching us all!  Other revellers took that as a sign to 
open up their champagne, Marty squealed and madly diddled 
my clit all the harder!
    "Uhn!  Wait!"  I felt the spray of champagne and 
cum on my body.
    "10 - 9 - 8 - 7..."
    "Wait!"  Marty was getting me so close.  She 
leaned in and smoothered my mouth with hers.
    Champagne was free flowing on my body as the crowd 
pressed in.
    "6 - 5 - 4 - 3..."
    The spray on my face was relentless, I felt a 
major shudder starting in my belly.  "Ooooh!  Aw, no!  
Wai'"
    "2 - 1!  HAPPY NEW YEAR!"
    I was completely soaked and cumming as I sank down 
to the floor, not hearing anything except a banging in my 
ears.  The room spun beneath me and I blinked a spray of 
water out of my eyes.  "What?"
    "Annie!"  Carl pounded on the shower door.
    "Aaaaannnnie!  It's almost Seven.  Are you-"  He 
opened the glass door and I looked up from the floor of 
the shower. 
    I was catching my breath as Carl took in the 
scene, "Uh, hi honey?  I guess I got a little, uh carried 
away?"
      "Oh, my!  If you're gonna keep doing that I'm 
definitely showering with you from now on."
    I looked around.  The clock said 6:43.  "...Carl?" 
Shit, it was all just a fucked up fantasy!  And here I was 
really tripping on it!  Carl stepped into the shower with 
me and I saw that my little show had him rock hard.  
"Ummmmm, I like it when you cum in here with me!"  I 
engulfed his big head with my wet mouth.
    "I, uhhhnnnm baby, uh, we need to start getting 
dressed.  It's gonna be a great party tonight." 
    He smiled down at me as I smiled back around his 
cock.  "Mmmwait, Uhm, look baby!"  I stood and showed him 
my newly shaved pussy.  "You like?  I did it for you?  For 
the party tonight?"
    "Oh my sweet thing!  How can I keep my hands off 
you tonight knowing you've got that down there?  Oh, oh!  
Turn around?"
    I turned and placed my hands on the shower wall.  
"Uhhnn, yeassss!"  He slipped his cock into my ass and 
played with my bare lips.  "Uhhhn yeah, baby!  Oh gawd!"
    "I love you so much!  You look so adorably 
fuckable with this brand new body and SHAVED!  Damn!  I 
can't uhnnn, I can't... uh shit.  Oooh!  God yessss!"
    He came hard, I felt the jets of cum blasting into 
my ass.  He held me tight and throbbed away deep inside 
me.  
    "...damn.  That was so good."  He pulled out 
slowly and unclipped the shower head to clean us up.
    "Carl?"  I was bent forward holding my ankles 
while he cleaned out my ass with the shower jet.  "Uhnnn, 
baby, that's enough!  We can't spend all night in here, or 
can we?" I giggled.
    "We can try?"
    "I have a request, baby?"
    "Anything Annie!  Anything at all!"
    "For the new club you want to take me to tonight?  
Well, I was just having the nicest idea.  I wonder if 
you'd like to pick out my outfit for tonight?  Maybe 
something you've wanted to see me wearing on this new 
improved body of mine?  Hmmm? I think I like the way you 
look at my new physique and so tonight you can dress me up 
however you like.  I'll be your special project tonight.  
Do you think you might want to create the look of the girl 
on your arm?  I suspect it'll be more fun that way!"
    "Wow, baby!  ...are you sure?"
    Gently wrapping my fingers around his cock I began 
stroking him he grew in my hand. "I want my man to show me 
off tonight." I whispered.  
    "Ooooh... Okay!  Since you bring it up, I do have 
a few items I ordered online that I think you'd look 
fucking amazing in.  If you're game?"
    "Carl...  I'm all your's tonight."
    "Oh, Annie, I do love you so much!"
    "I love you too baby." I went to me knees to prove 
it.  "It's gonna be a great night.  Let's start it right 
...now."  My mouth slowly engulfed his cock.  As I pushed 
my face forward allowing his cock into my mouth and down 
my throat I realized this man was the sexiest, safest, 
best thing I could ask for in a partner, lover and 
husband.  His cock felt so good and I know exactly what he 
likes and what he likes to do.  Mmmm, his head is at the 
back of my throat.  I take a few very deep breaths and 
angling my head upwards I push forwards and upwards 
letting his cock slip down my throat.  My lips working his 
stalk and my throat working his cock.  Will tonight be a 
crazy as my fantasy?  I doubt it.  I'm all for pushing 
boundaries, but I'm more for pulling him along with me.  
My nose is buried in his pubic hair and I feel him 
spasming.  Soon, if I know my stuff, his cum will surge.  
    Showing off, public sex, fantasy sex... all good 
things, but unless he's with me, unless it's about us, it 
doesn't work... at least not for me.  "Umm!"  Here it 
cums.  "Ummmmmm!"  I can feel each surge as his cock 
throbs inside me.  Pulling back slowly his cock slides out 
of my mouth.  "Mmmmmmah!  Ohhhh, baby.  That was good!"  I 
licked my lips and swallowed again.  "Tonight is gonna be 
great!  I want you to cum ten times before midnight 
tonight!  Wherever we are, baby.  Ten times."
    His smile made my day.


Hope your's is as eventful!  -fantasy or not!
--Carl Chelsea



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Sex with a real person is a whole different animal!
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