A Very Happy New Year

By Jenny Swift

Copyright ©2026

New York, when the snow fell, was like a postcard. An extremely beautiful postcard that would remain in my memory forever. I saw that image in person while waiting for my date on New Year's Eve. I checked my watch several times: he was late. I couldn't help wondering if he had stood me up. Times Square was bustling with happy people at that hour. I wandered around the area, trying not to feel rejected.

People didn't notice me. I decided to leave that place and welcome the New Year alone at home, since it was very close by. I didn't want to give my blind date the opportunity to make me feel worse than I already did. As I was walking home, I heard someone mention my name. 

“Christine? Is that you?” That voice was familiar to me. 

I immediately turned my head and found myself face-to-face with my former love and lover: Anthony. He was wearing a coat, and snow adorned the garment, giving him a very New Yorker look. I was impressed. We hadn't seen each other since we broke up. 

He approached me, and we hugged. We looked at each other, and old feelings resurfaced. 

“What are you doing alone in Times Square in weather like this?” he asked and then smiled freely. 

My expression of sadness, impossible to hide, made me confess that I had been stood up.

“Wow, what a coincidence, me too,” he confessed in turn.

I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't get away from him, and without thinking too much about it, we both talked and enjoyed each other's company while the snow fell relentlessly. We took shelter as best we could, and the conversation went on until it seemed to me that I was with a completely new man.

A renewed man who made my heart skip a beat. The view was extraordinary, worth enduring the cold. Besides, our bodies were getting closer and closer, and their warmth comforted us. I didn't think about the past; it was so far behind me that it seemed as if it had never happened. The present was pleasant, and when he asked me if I still lived in the same place, I answered affirmatively with a smile on my lips.

We went to my apartment, where you could still see Times Square from my room, and people were celebrating the imminent arrival of the new year. 

Anthony and I kissed, and many good memories came flooding back to me. His lips on mine evoked the past, but in a pleasant way, and I pressed my body even closer to his. Two old lovers meeting again... Reality overwhelmed me, and I felt more excited than ever. His tongue invaded my mouth, and my pussy oozed with juices. The view was perfect, and we kissed more energetically in front of the window. 

Our bodies needed each other, so we stripped off our clothes to kiss and caress each other everywhere. Anthony fell onto my armchair, while I sat on top of him, and he whispered erotic words in my ear. His hands on my breasts made me moan, and I threw my head back as he sucked my nipples with delight, moving skillfully from one breast to the other. It was no longer cold, even though it was snowing. Our body heat was so pleasant that I thought there was nothing better in the world. 

He continued devouring my breasts and added a hand to the equation, which he placed on my pussy. A great combination... My moans overflowed, and I didn't stop until he stopped to kiss my lips again. Between my legs, I felt his erect cock rubbing against my thighs. I already wanted it inside me... I moaned, desperate to be loved as he had loved me in the past, and perhaps even better.

With one hand, I guided his cock to the entrance of my pussy, and I began to move on top of him, riding him on my favorite chair. As I moved, I kissed him, and he moaned softly over my mouth.

This last bit made me move fast, and my pleasure was his. My pussy wrapped around his cock, and I threw my head back, carried away by the joy. My body trembled, and I never wanted to stop. The climax was near when Anthony decided to speed up the process, returning to lick my nipples. This gave me so much pleasure that I screamed and moved my hips more vehemently. At first, I didn't know how the night would turn out, and this exceeded my expectations. Anthony took me by the waist and helped me up and down his member, and that's when we went crazy with pleasure. I writhed and came on his cock, my screams joining the commotion outside. I got off his lap to kneel in front of him and suck his cock while I recovered from my orgasm. 

He closed his eyes, then caressed my head and pulled it forward to thrust his cock deeper into my throat. I tried hard to give him pleasure he would never forget. I knew I was succeeding because I heard him moan, and he moved his hips toward my mouth and told me how good I was. I didn't stop sucking his cock, and he suddenly stopped me, perhaps so he wouldn't come too soon. 

New Year's Eve was approaching when we decided to change positions, and we lay down on the bed in a missionary position, where Anthony took advantage of our closeness to kiss me and eat my breasts. He thrust his hips with great power, pausing from time to time to tell me how good I made him feel. 

The night was going smoothly, New Year's Eve was not far off, and we changed positions a third time. Next to the window, Anthony took me from behind, and standing up, he penetrated me, making his hips bounce off my buttocks, which drove me completely crazy. I resumed my moans with even greater intensity, and from there, we could hear the countdown, which indicated that we were going to welcome the new year by giving each other pleasure and enjoying an unforgettable night. 

We watched the ball drop in 2026, and that's when Anthony decided to increase the speed of his thrusts, grabbing my hips and provoking my most scandalous screams. I couldn't hold back my next orgasm any longer. His cock pounded hard into the depths of my cave, and I came intensely. My legs gave way, and he caught me to continue thrusting into me with passion. There was no way that would ever leave my mind. Anthony simply continued and took me back to the bed shortly after. At the edge of it, he continued his thrusts while slowly caressing my ass, although his thrusts were not slow at all. For the third time, I had an orgasm, and I knew he was close too, because I knew him. Although the whole experience felt different at the same time.

He turned me over, I fell onto the bed on my back, and he came on top of me, his eyes closed, as he spilled his seed on me, and I felt myself fainting from pleasure and exhaustion. We had welcomed 2026 in the best possible way. Anthony and I celebrated, and we hugged each other, wishing each other a very pleasant, happy new year. An encounter to never forget...