In New Year’s Eve a few years ago, I joined a group of friends for a sleepover in Big Bear.

They had rented a cabin near the lake, and while I wasn’t really close with any of them — more a peripheral member of the friend group who came to parties — I was grateful for the invite and the chance to get out of Los Angeles.

The cabin was two stories tall with a hot tub outside, a giant fireplace on the ground floor, and several rooms containing bunk beds on the second floor. There was also a lounge on the second floor that was lined with couches and had a big, soft rug in the middle and a smaller fireplace on one wall. It was super-cozy and the perfect place to talk and hang out.

I snagged a top bunk in one of the rooms, took a shot of whiskey for courage, and made my way downstairs for the initial meet-and-greet. There were seven other people there, and we were equally matched gender-wise — three other guys and me, plus four girls. I knew the guys already — Tom, Kent, and Miles — but the girls were new to me, and I was shocked at how pretty they all were. Zoe was a freckled redhead with bodacious curves, Kate was tan and soccer-star athletic, Tricia was blonde and stacked, and Liz had smoldering dark eyes and pouty lips that nearly made me trip over my own feet when I walked into the kitchen. They wore swimsuits in preparation for the hot tub, and let me tell you, that was a sight. My dick took interest, and I had to turn around to hide it, concealing my half-chub behind the counter as I made a new drink.

Kate was good friends with Kent, and the other girls were apparently her roommates. As they giggled and did tequila shooters, I wondered who was going to score a New Year’s hookup.

Night fell, and we piled into the hot tub, squeezing in shoulder-to-shoulder. I sat between redheaded Zoe and dark-eyed Liz, my thighs grazing both of theirs. Whenever Zoe shifted in the water, her breast rubbed against my arm. Her nipples were hard, and by the third time it happened, I was pretty sure she was doing it deliberately. The fourth time, she grinned at me, and when I smiled back, her hand landed on my thigh beneath the water.

Everyone else was talking about movies, but I sat frozen, unable to focus on anything but that hand sliding up my leg. Then her fingers drifted over to my waistband and worked inside. She gripped my dick and started jacking it, and I had to bite my lip to keep from groaning. The bubbles were going, but if anyone looked down, they would probably guess what was happening, and for some reason that made it even hotter.

“Do you know how Kent and Kate met?” she asked me, sounding totally casual even though her hand was currently pumping my dick.

I shook my head, struggling not to thrust my hips.

Those pouty lips curved sensuously, and she looked past me. “You tell him, Liz.”

Liz smirked and jerked her head toward the other end of the hot tub. “A sex club,” she said.

Zoe tugged lightly on my balls, and I jerked uncontrollably. “What?” I asked. When I looked over, Kate was straddling Kent’s lap and making out with him, her hips moving sensuously in the water.

“Yeah, they like to get freaky.” Liz shrugged. “So do we.”

Zoe squeezed the head of my dick, and I couldn’t contain a grunt. Fuck, I wanted to come, but there was no way I could in the tub.

Across the tub, Miles grinned at me. His own hand was working under the water, and I realized his fingers must have been deep inside Tricia, because she was sighing and arching her back, her body shifting with that sensual rhythm all women start when they’re readying for a fuck. “Wanna join?” Miles asked. “If not, it’s cool, but we’re getting way more than kisses tonight.”

I’d never been in a group sex scenario, but when Liz climbed into my lap, riding one thigh even as Zoe kept jacking me, I was all in. “Hell, yeah.”

We left the hot tub soon after, a giggling group of tipsy and horny. I wasn’t the only guy with a boner, and Tricia had left her swimsuit bottoms behind in the tub. Her pussy was totally bare, and she climbed Miles like a tree, rocking against him as he carried her inside.

Zoe kissed me with wild enthusiasm, and I have no idea how we managed to make it up the stairs without toppling over. Her lips were plump and soft, and I couldn’t wait to feel them wrapped around my dick. The others broke off into groups — Kate and Kent on the couch and Tricia, Miles, and Tom in front of the fireplace — while Zoe and Liz advanced on me with matching mischievous grins. Zoe made me lie down on the rug, then stripped off my shorts before removing her own swimsuit. Liz joined in, helping Zoe strip while kissing all over the redhead’s torso. When Liz sucked one of Zoe’s nipples hard, Zoe moaned and reached between Liz’s legs.

I started jacking off as I watched them make out and fondle each other. It felt a little weird at first, but everyone else was acting totally uninhibited and unashamed, and I quickly got comfortable with the idea of having sex in front of other people. It helped when Kate started riding Kent only a few feet away, close enough for me to see the wet slide of her pussy over his dick. As Kent fucked up into her, he noticed me gaping and winked. “Happy New Year, bro,” he said before returning his attention to her.

Zoe straddled me, rubbing her wet pussy over my erection before leaning down to kiss me. She rubbed against me for a few slippery, mind-numbing strokes, then scooted back and sucked my dick into her mouth. She was a champ, taking me deep and moaning loud enough to make vibrations rocket through me.

Liz stood over me, her feet planted on either side of my shoulders, and as she looked down at me mischievously, I knew what she wanted.

“Sit on my face,” I commanded.

She did, kneeling and putting that gorgeous, delicate little pussy right on top of my mouth. I licked her enthusiastically, sliding one finger inside her, and she ground her clit against my tongue. She groaned. “He’s good, Zoe,” she panted as I ate her out.

As if to reward me, Zoe sucked even harder, sliding her hand up and down my shaft. It was the kind of sloppy, wet BJ that some girls are too embarrassed to do, and it felt so fucking good. I pumped my fingers in and out of Liz’s tight pussy, wanting to get her off quickly. Her thighs tightened around my face, and then she shook, her pussy squeezing my finger in rapid little pulses.

When her orgasm was done, Zoe got off my face and kissed me deep and filthy, licking her own taste off me. Then she grinned evilly. “Tricia, get over here!”

Zoe backed off a bit, which was good, because I was about to blow. As the blonde and stacked Tricia straddled my face, taking her own turn, Zoe and Liz started making out and fingering each other.

One orgasm later, and Tricia staggered back to Miles and Tom, grinning ear to ear. I was ready for the next rider — I’ve always loved going down on a woman, it’s the best possible thing to be good at — but Liz pulled a condom out of her purse. “Ready?” she asked.

Fuck yes. When I nodded, she rolled the condom over my aching dick, then sat on me. She was tight but so wet she slid down easily. She rode me for a few good strokes, then motioned Zoe over, and I realized I was about to get my wish.

Zoe straddled my face, facing backwards so she could make out with Liz while they both used my body for their pleasure. Her pussy tasted incredible, and she had the kind of curves that could kill a man. I wanted to dive in to that sweet hole and never come out, but Zoe had a hair trigger, and she came way too fast, screaming and shaking on top of my face.

While she recovered, Liz rode my dick with long, leisurely strokes that felt amazing but kept me on the edge, unable to come. Then she tagged out with Zoe. “Fuck her from behind,” Liz demanded. “I want to watch.”

I shifted until Zoe was bent over in front of me, her knees spread wide and her head pillowed on her arms. Her pussy was pink, slick, and perfect, and when I plunged in balls-deep, her muscles clenched hard around me. The girl definitely did her Kegels.

Across the room, Miles and Tom were double-teaming Tricia. She was on her hands and knees between them, sucking Miles’s cock while Tom fucked her. Liz noticed my interest in what they were doing and apparently decided to project-manage the rest of the encounter, because as I plowed into Zoe’s hungry pussy, ramming her deep, she whispered in Miles’s ear.

Miles joined us. He gripped Zoe’s hair and tugged her upright, then rammed his dick into her mouth. It seemed too rough at first, but Zoe loved it. She went out of her mind, moaning and writhing, pushing back on me and clenching those strong inner muscles.

Soon we found a rhythm, and we were knocking her body back and forth like it was air hockey. Each of my thrusts pushed her forward until she was swallowing Miles’s dick, and then I’d tug her back and those lush lips would slide over him and she’d circle the tip with her tongue. Liz laid back on the carpet and watched, masturbating furiously.

It was the best fuck of my life, but I was quickly losing control. I started thrusting in earnest, and Zoe screamed, although the sound was muffled by the dick in her throat. I came hard, and as the come poured out of me, Zoe orgasmed, too. The shudders rocking her world heightened the end of my own orgasm.

We collapsed in a sweaty heap. “Holy shit,” I said, staring dazedly up at the ceiling. “How’s that for a New Year’s kiss?”

Zoe laughed. “Oh, sweetie, it’s only 8 PM. There’s way more to come.”

She was right.