It started with a kiss …

“Just how stupid can you be girl?” …. “Ohhh .. that feels soooo great!” The thoughts ran through my mind simultaneously.

What had started as simply a fun evening with friends to celebrate New Year had become one of those ‘Once in a lifetime’ experiences.

It started simply enough. I met the others at Bob’s place, the plan was to have a few wines, some pizza and pickies, then to go and watch the fireworks. The fireworks are usually good, quite spectacular in fact, and a great way to bring in the New Year. It’s great that here in Australia Christmas and New Year are in summer, lovely warm evenings.

That part worked well enough, but somehow as we were moving through the crowd by the Yarra River I was separated from the others. No big problem, plenty of people around, a real party atmosphere, and the music loud and entertaining.

As Midnight came the countdown to New Year was broadcast, then the fireworks started. Rockets, Bombs, Fountains, Noise, Colour and Awe. Beautiful is the word to describe it. The party reaction was to hug and kiss anyone in sight, friends, strangers, guys, girls, the police, the ambos, anyone… and enjoy it! Some of the kisses and hugs became a bit more friendly, had to stop the odd grope at times, but was all in a good fun spirit.

Then it happened! I was in the arms of this stranger, his arms around me, the kiss lingered, and then our mouths melded as our bodies came close. It felt sooooooooooooooo good. My breasts pressed against his chest, my pelvis against his, a full body hug. I was on my toes as the kiss developed into a full passionate event.