New Years' Fuckin' Eve

Nydia's boots made a rather strange sound as I plunged my cock into her ass from behind. Ninve wasn't kidding about her fetish for wearing them, not that I had any complaints. It was funny to know that this proper Mormon girl had such naughty fantasies and ideas, but she did so, much to my delight. I wouldn't want a serious deal with her, however, since she could be such a bitch at times and a real hypocrite about the whole religion and morals BS.

Still, her ass was delightfully tight and made for great anal sex. That must have come from being an anal virgin until she got with me and found out that I wanted to stick it there. Since she wanted me to fuck her, she paid the price, so to speak. Something told me that she wasn't likely to make that offer to others, since they weren't likely to insist upon it. They were too dazzled by her beauty to stick to their guns.

The fun part was that our first time was when I initiated her. I took her ass in the men's room bar, right after we got hammered. For an LDS woman, Nydia could put the booze back remarkably well. It was another Friday night, a week after my birthday. My official birthday had been Wednesday the 31st, but I had waited to celebrate it properly until the weekend Halloween party (it was a tradition at the office to avoid such parties until Friday nights, to reduce the impact of hangovers). This meant that Election Day had come and gone, leaving Nydia especially upset due to Obama's victory.

Anyway, that was almost two months prior to tonight, New Years' Eve. In just hours, it would be a new year: 2013. I had already cum once that night, at the New Years' Eve party at work, when I had pounded Ninve's sweet tush. Yeah, it was a night for anal. Then again, who could blame me, with a growing popularity and an ability to set terms with the ladies at work? Part of that equation was an increase in the frequency of butt sex, though of course I used their other holes, including Nydia's cunt.

Nydia grunted as usual, wincing a bit from the rough way I used her asshole, but she also bucked her hips at me, plus I could smell her juices leaking down her thighs to her boots. She loved it, even as she pretended at times that she resented me for using her backdoor for my own pleasure. After all, no one made her keep coming back to me for more sizzling trysts. That she did so was quite revealing in many ways about her true character.

It was even more obvious when she came yet again while I plowed her ass with my cock. It wasn't the first time she had climaxed from taking it roughly in the booty. As much as she griped about my love of buggery, she came very often when I used her that way. I came, of course, from sodomizing her, pulling her hair, and hearing her leather boots squeak as I slammed her rear end. This time, I came very hard, my spunk rather messy as it oozed down her crack toward her pussy and taint.

"That's not so bad, now, is it, Nydia? Or is my little Mormon slut going to keep up the charade of hating me for what I do to her whenever she comes over as she has for almost two months now?" I taunted the girl, not in a mood to go easy on her.

"Oh, fuck you!" she cussed me out, her eyes glazed like a donut as she admired my cock. I could tell how much she craved it still.

"I think that's been covered for a while, at least. Besides, that's another sin that a good Mormon girl wouldn't practice. Guess what that makes you. Don't worry, though. I love corrupting you," I grinned at the girl, delighting in her torment.

"Damn you, quit mocking my faith!" she reached up to slap me, but I pulled her closer to kiss her mouth and invade it with my tongue.

Nydia's response was to instantly surrender to my power. She stopped fighting me and started groping my ass. She couldn't help herself. She had to submit to my dominant ways. I pushed her face down to my cock, making her suck my dick straight from her own ass. It was a good thing that I now had her on a program of regular cleansing, so there were no sanitary issues.

"That's good, slut. You know that you like this. My dirty little Mormon slut, ready and willing to bend over and take it in the ass for me, knowing that I own her sweet booty now. You know that this isn't going to end, don't you? I'll be fucking your asshole whenever I like for as long as I wish, and you'll just have to lump it, missy. Well, lump it and suck it, too," I asserted, knowing that she wouldn't gainsay me. She'd still be taking my cock up her ass twenty or thirty years down the road, and we both knew it.

When she was done licking and sucking my cock, I slapped Nydia on her ass and told her, "Get dressed, slut. I imagine that you have a nice, respectable family function to attend tonight, that doesn't involve getting a heathen like me to sodomize you. Probably want to brush your teeth and use mouthwash to hide the traces of cum and booze, too."

"No, I did that already. Can I spend the night, Mark? I don't feel like facing my parents and such right now. They probably wonder where I am, come to think of it. I'll have to think of a little white lie to tell them," she pleaded with me.

"That's not so much a little white lie as a major dark one. If you want to spend the night, fine. But you stay naked and ready in case I want some more tail from you. Either hole, too," I insisted.

"Yes, of course, Mark. Thanks. I can't bear to deal with their questions right now, especially since that Long Island iced tea won't be easy to hide on my breath," she showed her typical gratitude, which seldom lasted longer than an hour at the most. She really was a bitch most of the time. At least now she was increasingly my bitch, and she knew it ... knew it and hated me for it.

"Keep your boots on, of course. I happen to like that kink of yours. Ninve will be up soon, so I need to wash my dick so she can get it in the pussy. Her ass is too sore for another turn of that right now, I suspect. I used it well and good, just like I did yours. Mind you, she will want to kiss me and do other things, too. She won't mind seeing you here, especially since she has encouraged me to fuck you. She might taunt and tease you a bit, but probably nothing out of hand. If she gives you an order, follow it. While you're here as my guest tonight, you will obey both of us, but especially me. Is that clear?" I used my new leverage over Nydia to get what I wanted from her. I seized the chance to humiliate her a little by making her do as she was told by not only me, but another woman.

As if speaking of Ninve summoned her abruptly, my newly pregnant supervisor walked into the apartment, as I had given her a copy of my key. I wasn't afraid of her walking in on me, after all, since she knew that I screwed other girls. She promptly puckered up for a kiss and I gave her my best lip lock, tangling tongues with her as I slid my hands down her pants and caressed her delectable Assyrian bottom. She reacted to that by shoving down my boxers that I had just put back on and grabbing my cheeks in return.

"You still like my ass, huh? That's good to see. By the way, Sandra wanted me to tell you that she's pregnant to you as well. Not as far along as I am, but she has your seed growing inside her womb nonetheless. She isn't more than a couple of days behind me, anyway. You know, you might as well start attending our church now and then. Any guy who has knocked two of us up is really an honorary Assyrian by virtue of that, if you ask me.

"Maybe we should offer you a threesome for attending a service once in a while. I'd be game for that and I think that Sandra would, too. We've both had orgies with you already. This would be special, though. Two Assyrian girls at once. Think that you could handle that?" Ninve enticed me as we made out in front of Nydia.

"Oh, I imagine that I'll live to tell about it, as dangerous as you gals might be together. The most I might have to worry about would be scratches all over my back and my butt-cheeks. A good dose of peroxide can fix that. A pity your church doesn't have polygamy. I could marry both of you and really look forward to the wedding night," I answered as I continued kissing her hungrily.

"Trust me, our ménage a trois isn't going to ever end if I have any say in the matter. I love sharing you with Sandra, even as jealous as it makes us from time to time. I love how you call us your 'princesses'. Yeah, I know about that part, too. Given how much you normally hate the use of that term for women, it means even more coming from you. I think that you get off on mixing your blood with that of an ancient civilization, which is fine with me. Anything that it takes to get you in bed with us is okay in my book.

"So, may I consider that a deal? Sandra and I fuck you together and you attend our church occasionally?" Ninve pressed the issue, quite eager to see more of me, even in a liturgical setting.

"It's a deal. They're not gonna kill me, though, are they? Your family, that is," I teased her a bit.

"No, nor maim you, if that's what you fear. Sandra and I will even fuck each other if you wish. If my family asks, we were all a bit drunk and you woke up with both of us. Now we're both preggers and you're too honorable to dismiss either of us. That might sell it better, I think," Ninve advised me with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

"What a pair you gals are! Sounds like a plan, though," I agreed as I kissed her fiercely again.

"Hey, you love us just the way we are, right? Incidentally, don't forget that we lady supervisors plan to reverse gang-bang you again soon. Ana is especially wet at the thought I believe. It's all she can talk about these days. I can't say that I blame her.

"And Lucy is asking about you again. Seems she wants to have you hike up her plaid skirt and shove it deep inside her again in the supply closet like you fucked her last time. She admitted to me that she loved it and gets wet every time she thinks about it. I think that she cares more about sexual favors than she does about tips these days. She has promised to go commando from now on to make it easier, too. I think that you're gonna be a busy guy this coming year as well, Mark," Ninve resumed her update, evidently relishing her usefulness to me that way.

"Well, I'll do my best to gratify the ladies as always. I must confess that spontaneous sexual congress holds a particular appeal to me. When I nailed Lucy that last time, for example, I didn't give her much advance warning and she loved it that way. You could tell from how soaked her pussy was, too. She gave me her drenched panties as a souvenir, which I finally broke down and washed because it stunk up my apartment. If you see her before I do, tell her to keep wearing those panties for me. I like the idea of collecting them from her, even if it slows down the act itself. Pretty soon, I'll own them all and she'll have to earn them back," I chuckled at that devious idea.

"Speaking of your many sluts, I see that Pussy in Boots is here. Not that I mind, naturally, since I recommended her, but I'm surprised that she stuck around or that you kept her around this time. She's been awfully quiet, too. What's going on?" Ninve probed, more than a little curious and aroused at the same time.

"Oh, that, yeah. Ninve, I think that Nydia is worried about how to fit our ongoing sexual liaisons with the teachings of her church and the demands of her family. Mormons, right? Not that I care much, but she wanted to crash here and let the liquor escape her breath, while she thinks of a cover story for tonight that her folks might actually believe. I'm game for that, especially if it means I can squeeze in another roll in the hay at least. She's annoying, but we both know that she is now trapped. She'll still be getting her ass reamed by my cock when she's sixty. She can't help it. She's my bitch. Then again, you also belong to me, don't you, princess?" I challenged Ninve to deny it.

"You think? Hey, Captain Obvious, it's me, your horny supervisor who risks losing her job every chance she can get some tail. You know, me, the mother of your unborn child? I think that this here baby signifies that quite well, thank you very much. Sorry about the sarcasm, but let's not kid ourselves, honey. We're joined at the hip now, you, me, and Sandra. Nydia's just along for the ride. Now, will you cut out the rhetorical questions and fuck me, please? All this talk of sex has me eager to actually get laid. You'll find me more than a little damp, too," Ninve urged me to screw her sweet pussy again, as if I needed much of an invitation.

My Assyrian princess wasn't lying, either, as I discovered when I simply bent her over the love seat and thus made her ass pop out of her somewhat baggy pants. I was convinced that she wore those slacks deliberately, knowing that they would have the desired effect. In any case, she was wet enough that I could enter her easily without even a trace of lube. I loved that kind of sudden, short-notice encounter, so I had no trouble getting it up for Ninve and sinking my cock far inside her.

Naturally, when I was balls deep inside my supervisor, she started moving her hips in undeniable lust and excitement. By now, we had begun to figure each other out, of course. She knew how to please and satisfy me and vice versa. She was well aware that her ass was a major attraction for me, so taking her from behind was de rigeur for most of our encounters.

She also knew that once I began the kind of steamy affair like ours, I didn't just break it off easily. Something would have to happen from my partner's end or a third-party to terminate the tryst. I am the sort of guy who likes multiple partners, yes, but I also like to keep the ones I really enjoy on a fairly permanent basis. I have a hard time discarding someone.

On the other hand, I don't take well to people dictating terms to me, as more than a few women have learned the hard way when they called my bluff. I will fuck whomever I please, but I neither accept nor attach strings in such cases. If you don't want to sleep with me, I'll move on. I might not be happy, but I will keep living and get over it. I will not let anyone tell me that I must do this or that to get into her panties. That is not my style and I naturally get my back up in such cases. I'm too proud to put up with that nonsense.

At any rate, I soon found that Nydia was masturbating herself to the sight of me fucking Ninve as hard as I could. It wasn't exactly a surprise there. That Mormon girl was a deviant like the rest of us, as much as she pretended otherwise. All that she achieved by putting up that front with those who knew better was to irritate us. She was a natural tramp and she needed to embrace her inner slut. Once she did that, she would be a lot better off.

"Fuck, man! Even pregnant, she still likes getting her cunt rammed like that! No wonder you knocked her up when you did. That's fucking awesome! Maybe I should have your baby, too. Think that there's any chance of it, Mark?" Nydia suddenly blurted in response to the sexy scene of me shoving it deep inside Ninve's dripping pussy.

"Oh, I'll think about it," I answered, while noticing just how quiet Ninve was suddenly.

I got the distinct and abrupt impression that her brain was out of commission for a short time, due to the pleasures of being fucked so thoroughly. Ninve got like that a lot, from what I could tell, when someone got her off. She was completely oblivious to the outside world. All that seemed to matter was my hard cock slamming her wet cunt without any pretense of mercy. I had to admit that this was the perfect idea for bringing in the New Year.

In fact, just as I exploded inside Ninve, the ball dropped on the TV screen. It was now 2013. I had just enjoyed my last fuck of the old year and my first of the new at the same time. As I pulled out of her pussy, I grinned at that realization, which apparently dawned on her as well, once conscious thought returned to her. She wasn't stupid, just sometimes a bit easily distracted and willfully ignorant at times.

"Happy New Year, honey," she told me with a grin after standing up.

"Happy New Year, princess. I must admit it was a great way to begin it, too, with your naked ass in plain view while I fucked you in that position," I replied with a deep tongue kiss for my supervisor.

"Glad I could help with that, dear. I think that I might have to quit my job so I can move in with you. Don't worry; I won't try to mess with your many girlfriends. I helped set you up with them, after all. You already gave me a key, which I doubt that you've done for Nydia here, just for example.

"You might want to consider giving her one, though. I suspect that she'd make a great roommate, too. A Mormon hiding out from her parents and all that jazz could get very exciting after a while. How about it? Move some of us in with you? Sandra is another such case.

"We can all shack up together and do better that way. Lots of sex and all that, you know what mean," Ninve proposed, puckering her lips in anticipation of gratifying her lusts by that means.

One look at both women said it all. I made up my mind right then. I could get used to a life where there was always at least one lovely and willing female to fuck until she lost all semblance of rationality. I could definitely become accustomed to having Ninve's naked booty on display for my pleasure, inviting me to fuck her. I could use some of Sandra's silky olive skin against my flesh, as well as Nydia's boots kink, Ana and Teresa and their improper workplace bathroom sex, and Lucy's fondness for plaid skirts and soaking panty gifts. They were all so delightfully kinky ... any or all of them could be at my beck and call. Yes, that would definitely punch my ticket.

"Yeah, that sounds like my cup of tea, princess. How does that grab you, Nydia?" I consented to Ninve's plan with a grin on my face.

"Not have to face my folks anytime soon? Sign me up," Nydia smiled at that prospect.

"Good, but I have to warn you that I will want to plow your back field on a very regular basis, probably more than I already do. I'm the man of the house. What I say goes while you're under my roof, young lady," I declared in my sternest, most authoritative voice.

"Yes, sir! Too bad my real dad's not like you. I'd have fucked him years ago," Nydia surprised us with that statement.

"You would fuck your own father?" Ninve reacted with amazement.

"Yeah, who do you think I've dressed so slutty for in the past? Guys at my church? I don't think so! Like you said, I'm a rotten excuse for a Mormon," she abruptly blushed.

"Well, I'm not your old man, Nydia, so... ," I reminded her in the midst of her enthusiasm.

"Yeah, well, he missed that train. Time for Mark and company to climb aboard," she winked at me, while rubbing her soft, smooth buns.

"Well, while we're on the subject of trains... ," I trailed off as I saw the hunger in Ninve's eyes. Then I noted that Nydia exhibited the same feverish lust. The year was new and the night was young. I got the distinct feeling that we would all be sore, tired, and happy by dawn. That was just fine with me.