NYE

 “Any New Year's Resolutions Nacre?” you ask the stunning fake redhead at the New Years eve party. She takes the joint from her lips and lets out a cloud of smoke, as she turns to look at you. Her ass stretches her sparkly minidress, her boobs jiggling under its top.

“Ged zzzrunk ann high. ann wayssed azz fffuck, ann fffuck!,” she answers, with a slur, making it evident she is already a bit tipsy as well as a little high. 

“Admirable,” you tell her as you grab a champagne bottle and glass and tell her, “I can help you on all 3 counts.” You pour her a glass. With a couple of swipes, she grabs it. Nacre brings it to her lips, and gulps it down. 

“Won shampaign.  Filler upp,” she tells you as she takes another hit of her joint. You oblige. Then you watch as she stands swaying.

“Im high ann zzzrunk,” she tells you, your previous offer forgotten in the sea of intoxication. Then she again emptied her glass. Without waiting for her, you promptly refill her glass.

“Ummmm, gooond servish,” she remarks as she begins to drink it. 

 Someone elsewhere at the party calls out, “2 minutes to midnight.” Nacre somehow hears this through her fogged brain, and empties her glass, and takes another hit of her joint. 

She grabs the bottle from you and says, “I wanna brin' inna new yeer wiss a bang.  Fffuck me, pleeeze.” she asks as she turns and presents her ass to you.

You gladly pull the hem of her dress up and your hard cock out. You begin to fuck her, as she drinks champaign straight from the bottle and smokes her joint. As the countdown begins, Nacre slurs, “Im gonna cum. Mayke me cum ad midnight. Cum wiss me” You adjust your thrusts, and just as the clock strikes midnight, she cums, and you deliver a hot load into her. 

You then pull her dress hem down, and untie its top. The bottle of champagne is now empty and her joint gone. You grab a new bottle and pour her another glass. She turns around, and as he takes the glass, her dress falls away revealing her firm, wasted tits.

“Happy new yeer”