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This story was written as a Patreon Flash Fiction piece for Bluetippedwolf. It contains many sexual acts involving consenting adults. :3

Ringing in the New Year

"Ten!"

In the small room of his college dorm, listening to the sounds of the party that had consumed the entire floor beyond as the countdown began, Harry feverishly worked the dildo in and out of his ass. Until recently the fox had kept one hand over his own muzzle to muffle his cries, but now that didn't seem to be a problem. The crowd beyond his door was noisy enough that he didn't have to hold back. He pushed the toy deeper inside, feeling the ridged length of the thick rubber dragon cock stimulating him to new extremes as it dragged over his prostate. It slurped loudly, lube dribbling over the counter on which he was perched as he pulled it out, only to stuff it back in again with a howl of pleasure.

"Nine!"

In the centre of the kitchen, surrounded by her closest friends and many of her neighbours, Carrine bit down hard on her bottom lip as the vibrator buried inside her pussy buzzed perilously close to her g-spot. The egg's controls, run by a thin wire to a little box held by a garter to her thigh, were maxxed out. It couldn't work harder. Couldn't make her feel any better. And sure enough, she'd been fighting this urge for over a minute already. Why now?! Why did it have to bring her to an orgasm, her fifth of the night, at the one time when her absence would be most noticed? When almost every eye in the apartment would be resting upon her?!

Across the room, she saw her husband looking at her. Smiling knowingly. Her legs turned to jelly. God, she loved that man and all the things he did to her.

"Eight!"

In the ladies room of their favourite city bar, Sara's cries echoed around the stall as the horns of a gazelle rose up from where she was kneeling between her legs, eyes staring up over the bunched up fabric of her skirt, muzzle suckling feverishly upon the jackal's clit and two fingers plunging in and out of her own pantiless pussy.

"Seven!"

Listening to the sounds of the apartment next door, their party in full swing, Kingston shuddered as his boyfriend lay down over him, their cocks dripping, throbbing urgently as they rubbed together. He felt the burly rhino's hot breath washing over his maned face, and wordlessly begged for one more thrust. One more squeeze. That was all it would take. Just a few more seconds.

"Six!"

Bethany's eyes bulged as she listened to the hot sounds of her two lovers making out. With one of the rabbits buried in her ass, and the other in her pussy, she was already in heaven. And now her wildest fantasy was coming true. They were making out. These brothers, even as they fucked her senseless in unison, were making out. She didn't pay the slightest attention to the Times Square party flickering upon her bedroom's TV screen, casting its glow over the three of them writhing upon her bed. She didn't care. She was in heaven. So long as the night kept on going, so long as they stayed with her until they were all too worn out to remain conscious, this night was going to be the most memorable of her life, whether in the past year or the new one.

"Five!"

Clutching a twenty dollar bill in his palm, Charlie's eyes wandered towards the centre of the park. He'd wanted to see the New Year fireworks display, and even though he was working, he was still going to get his wish. The man he was servicing grunted, and he felt the cock within his muzzle beginning to twitch. The raccoon gave a faked, encouraging moan, and grinned around the muzzleful of cock he was handling as the wolf who'd hired him began to shake and whimper.

"Four!"

Hanging over the balcony of her parents' penthouse apartment, breasts spilling out of her dress as her lover tugged deliciously hard at her hair, Jasmine shrieked shamelessly. She wanted the whole world to hear. She wanted every last stuffed shirt, business-minded asshole in the building to know that she was being fucked senseless to bring her year to an end, and that she was loving it. A hand wrapped around her throat, cutting short her latest cry, and a soft voice whispered three words in her ear. Her girlfriend's declaration of love was the last thing she would hear in that year, and the thick, vibrating strap-on pounding her pussy to rapture was going to ensure those words were burned into her mind for the whole year to come, along with the pleasure that was about to boil over inside of herself.

"Three!"

Seeing his phone lighting up on the coffee table close by, Sam turned his eyes away from it, and towards the woman riding him. This was the first new year in years where he was going to be happy. The first new year in years where he was going to be where he wanted to be, and sharing it with who he wanted to share it with. His wife could keep on calling. But he wasn't going to answer. Not unless she wanted to her him making his true love scream.

"Two!"

Watching his boyfriend's paw run up and down the length of his own cock in the video call window, Seth glanced at the little time icon on the bottom right of the picture. He licked his lips, moaning as he listened to Juan doing the same. They couldn't be together for new year this year, but that wouldn't stop them enjoying the night as if they were. He could see how close the lizard was. He could see the pre-cum streaming down his length, over his fingers. He wished he could have been there to ride that cock. But watching it shoot its first load of the year for him would have to be enough, at least until college resumed in a couple of weeks.

"One!"

Around the world a billion voices fell silent, drawing in a deep breath for the same words to be spoken. In a hundred languages, in two hundred plus countries, across time-zones and cultures and species of all shapes and sizes, they readied themselves to announce the celebration of a new year's commencement, with all the possibilities it contained as yet unspoiled.

For a smaller number though, that new year began not just with hopes. Not just with professing joy and luck to those they held dearest, but pleasure, too. Lust. Ecstasy. The most pure and honest of exaltations. That which came with the bliss of orgasm.

"Happy new year!"

They tensed. They shuddered. They writhed. They screamed. They moaned. They grunted. They begged. They wept. They laughed. They came.

They began the new year, whether alone or with friends, lovers, spouses or simply a stranger looking for someone else with whom to share that moment, with one hell of a bang.

By Jeeves

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