Crazy One Night Stand On New Year's Night
She caught my eyes when she walked past me and went on to sit with a group of girls a few tables across mine. She was wearing a Prussian blue floral tank top and a white mini skirt which enhanced her light complexion and flattered her tall hourglass figure. Her straightened hair was done well, but it was her rocking red lipsticks that I was drooling over. She noticed my gaze and smiled back at me. That was it. The sign! I was in Goa on 2015 New Year’s Eve. I and my friends decided to hit the beach parties rather than the clubs. And we didn’t regret it. The atmosphere was electric, music was high octane and the crowd was young. I told my friends I’ll catch them later and left them. Wondering as to what was going on, their eyes followed me as I started walking towards the girl in red lipstick and Prussian blue top thinking, ‘that’s a strange colour combination but she’s pulling it off well’. Our eyes met and she observed me as I approached her. “Would you care to join me for a dance?” I asked her with the manliest voice I could create. She took a moment to think while her three friends stared at us in bewilderment. She then said, “I’m not in a mood for dancing.” But that didn’t sound like a rejection to me. I could read that she was playing hard to get. So I tried again, “At least allow me to offer you a drink to express my admiration of your beauty.” That put an instant smirk on her face like she couldn’t control the ego boost she got from my attention and flattery. At that moment I knew I had cracked her and I murmured ‘Happy New Year buddy’ to myself. She looked at her friends and blushed as they giggled. Like a gentleman, I offered my hand to help her get up and she took it. I took her to the bar holding her hand and we made ourselves comfortable at a couple of empty barstools we found. I asked her what she drinks, so that I wouldn’t make a fool of myself by ordering something that she doesn’t like. She said, “A long island would be nice.” So I ordered for two long island iced tea as it happened to be my favourite cocktail as well. We had a small conversation about what drinks we like and quickly realized how similar our tastes were by the time our drinks came. We then had a stimulating conversation as we sipped-in a few more cocktails. I’m not able to recollect what we spoke about but we were getting closer every time she laughed. She had the most spellbinding laughter I had ever seen. As we finished our third cocktail, the DJ started playing a favourite song of mine and I had a sudden urge to dance. So I caught her by her hand and took her to the dance floor. There was something about the neon lights, and the smoke, and the DJ, and the cold beach sand, and the breeze that came in from the sea that gave me high and just moved my body. She was reciprocating well to my moves. The sexual tension between us was rising steadily. Then the DJ played a slow but smooth song to change the mood. I placed my right hand on her curves and slightly pulled her towards me. I caressed her cheeks with my other hand and leaned in to smooch her. In response she raised herself on her toes to reach my lips, and we had a very intimate first kiss. I couldn’t hear the DJ anymore and nor could I feel the sea breeze against my skin. We let ourselves get carried away for I don’t know how long. Someone accidentally bumped into me from behind while he was dancing and that broke the magical kiss. “Let’s get out of here”, I told her. She smiled and said, “Yes!” We got out of the party and went for a walk on the beach. The beach had no sign of anyone else as it was almost time for the New Year to begin and everyone were at the party which was a separate enclosed area on the beach. We were still two strangers making the best of the moment when our lives crossed each other’s path. I hadn’t asked her name yet or any other personal details and never did, neither did she ask mine. We didn’t feel those were necessary information to enjoy our night together. Instead we shared stories and fantasies; discussed our ideas and opinions; and was just being ourselves. Under the moonlight, we walked like two lovers, holding hands, chatting, laughing. The tide was rising and with every wave, the water was getting closer to our feet. Suddenly, she jumped into the water and pulled me in with her but because it was high-tide we didn’t go too deep into the water. She was playfully trying to splash water on me. But I was in no mood to get wet so I tried to catch her to make her stop splashing water. I almost caught her by her waist when she ran out of the water, but my flip flops came loose causing me to trip and fall on the wet sand. She had a good laugh at my embarrassing fall, but then she came and lied down on top of me and kissed me. We took turns to suck on each others’ tongue and gently bit on the lower lips. That went on for a while and we realized it was 12:00 am when the fireworks went off. It was beautiful. And the moment was something I’ll never forget. Even though my shorts and t-shirt was wet and had sand all over it. “Let’s go to my place and get you cleaned up. It’s nearby.” She whispered into my ears. So we got up and walked towards to exist where my car was parked. We drove to her place which was only about a kilometre from the beach. On reaching her place I took out a new pair of shorts and t-shirt from my bag which was luckily in my car and we went into her room. Standing at the bathroom door, she said, “I’m going in for a shower, and you can come in when I call you.” And she disappeared behind the door. Not knowing what to do while I waited, I went and stood next to the door, trying to hear and imagine her undress herself. I got so turned-on and horny that I had a hard-on I was sure will never disappear. Not being able to contain my excitement, I undressed myself.