New Year’s Eve had always been a fun little thing that your mother loved to celebrate, maybe more than any other holiday. She always planned well in advance, inviting dozens of guests, warning the neighbors that it was going to be loud and bribing them with her famous tiramisu, having food catered in, decorations, champagne, noise makers…

You were dressed in your little red, sequin dress with a low back and black heels, hair smoothed and waved, red lips, and lots of butterflies in your tummy. You didn’t know how tonight was going to go down. Jungkook would probably kiss your mom at midnight - that was a given actually. You were used to that, though. What had you feeling the fluttery nerves in your tummy was what Jungkook was going to do with himself.

The moment he saw you in your little red number he let out an audible scoff that even your mother noticed, “She’s gorgeous isn’t she, Jungkook?” Your mom poked her elbow at her husband and winked at you.

She truly just had no idea. But you’d also gotten used to pushing the guilt down so deep it almost didn’t even bother you anymore. Almost.

As the guests began to arrive, everyone was handed a drink and ate snacks, and gathered in small groups to chat. The music playing over the speakers was nice and chill. The atmosphere was really relaxed and exciting all at once.

You invited a couple of your girlfriends and they were dressed just as cute as you. Cassidy was somewhat aware of how you felt about Jungkook. Well, actually she wasn’t really aware. She only knew that you found him attractive. She had no idea of your secret. No one did.

“He’s so fucking fine. How do you survive listening to him fuck your mom?” She laughed into her red solo cup. She was already half drunk. You rolled your eyes and made a gagging noise, acting as if you were grossed out by anything to do with Jungkook and sex, “Gross! Cas, you’re nasty. I don’t think of him like that.”

She scoffed and shook her head, “I know you think he’s hot. You told me. Don’t lie.” You shrugged, “Not anymore really. Now he’s just my stepdad. I don’t think of him that way.” But you could feel his eyes on you all night. You even had to take your pointer finger and make a slicing gesture across your neck to tell him to cut it out. He was going to get himself caught. He wasn’t being sly. It had you a bit worried in fact. So your butterflies were warranted. Jungkook was being a bit too obvious.

One of Jungkook’s friends, Lin, was also eyeing you. But you didn’t like his attention. Not one bit. The guy was ogling you and he kept coming up to you and very openly flirted with you a good handful of times before Jungkook had had enough and he interrupted one such moment. “That’s enough, mate. That’s my stepdaughter…” Jungkook had placed a palm on the man’s shoulder to pull him back a few inches. You watched on as Lin and Jungkook went back and forth, “No worries, dude. She’s an adult. Right?” He looked at you with brows raised. You shrugged but looked at Jungkook with pleading eyes. You wanted Lin to fuck off. “Nah, let’s go, man. Anyone but her…” Jungkook pulled Lin along and Lin turned back to you as he stumbled in step with Jungkook and waved at you, but the look on his face was a promise that he’d return.

Your mom was an ER doctor, but her true calling was a party planner and host. She threw the best parties. She always had everything perfectly organized and planned out. Anything that went wrong, she took care of by improvising or adapting to doing something a little differently.

So, when one of the drunk guests fell into a table and knocked all of the drinks, cups, and liquor bottles to the ground, your mom had already bought extra liquor and mixers. She immediately got into the host mode and pointed to you and Jungkook, “In the basement, bring up the boxes labeled NYE Backup. There are seven of them.”

You and Jungkook quickly went into the house and you kicked your heels off the moment you walked into the kitchen so you could more easily go up and down the stairs. This would likely involve more than one trip. Jungkook led the way to the basement and just as you thought he’d do, he pulled you into his arms when you were both hidden away from any eyes that might see. He groped your ass and then brought a hand up to your chin, holding your jaw, “Why are you wearing this? Trying to make me lose my mind? I’ve gotta fuckin’ fight all my friends to stay away from you,” he asked you with his face close to yours. The stance he had over you was possessive and animalistic.

You chuckled and grasped Jungkook’s forearm that held your jaw, “Just for you, Daddy. Thought you’d like it.” Jungkook pressed his mouth to yours and moved his hands down again. He slid his fingers to your thighs and slowly moved the hem of your dress upward. He began moving you back toward the wall until you felt the cool, flat surface against your back. Jungkook broke from the kiss and backed away enough so he could take a look at your panties. He was always obsessed with seeing what panties you had on no matter what you were wearing. You wore something that wouldn’t show panty lines. a red and thin lacy thong. Jungkook opened his mouth and smoothed his hands over your hips, his thumbs dragging the material down a little.

He pushed your dress up further and brushed his fingers over your tummy and ducked down to kiss your belly button which made you laugh because the piercings on his brow and lips tickled a bit. “It’s mine…” he spoke against your belly as he settled onto the floor to his knees. His lips made their way down over your panties until he kissed right over the crotch of your panties. His hands pushed your thighs apart and for a moment, you forgot that you had a task to do and your mom’s drill sergeant was about to come out if she didn’t see you two back upstairs soon.

You leaned your head back to the wall and nodded, “Yours, Daddy.” Jungkook groaned and pinched the inside of your right thigh as he lifted your left leg and draped your thigh over his shoulder. He quickly pushed the material that was hiding your pussy away to the side and took one, wide and long lick upwards. He looked up at you with that devilish grin you loved before he took another long lick up, his tongue pressing into your labia before slurping your clit gently.

You gasped and put your hands into his hair just as he took his index and middle finger into your folds with his mouth wrapped around your sensitive button. “Jungkook? Y/n?” Your mom’s voice traveled down into the basement. Jungkook quickly stood back up, straightening his clothes out and adjusting his dick as you moved your panties into place and slid your dress back down to cover your bottom. You both looked at one another and laughed before bringing up the boxes. It did take a few trips. And on each one, Jungkook tried something but you slapped his hand away, “Mom is going to catch us. You need to stop!” But you couldn’t stop the smile and the giggle when you warned him.

The backup liquor and mixers saved the party. Everyone got back to drinking and dancing and being loud. But now you were on edge after getting a little attention from Jungkook in the basement and your panties got progressively wetter through the night just thinking about his mouth on you. It also didn’t help that he kept looking at you or when he’d get close enough he’d whisper into your ear so no one could hear or he’d graze his knuckles down your arm.

Jungkook didn’t get too drunk, but he was feeling quite comfortable with himself. He was dancing and mingling, but he kept looking toward you throughout the night. But the only reason you noticed it was because you kept looking toward him. He was hot. And he wanted you bad, so you were in a state of constant horniness. When the karaoke machine came out Jungkook was on it. He took the microphone and put the song in. Everyone laughed and cheered. It was quite ridiculous. Jungkook was just having fun, really getting into it. He was singing directly to one of his friends, Joe, touching his shoulders and swaying to the beat. It was a good show.

“He’s hard not to stare at,” Cassidy said as she leaned into you watching Jungkook sing the song. She had a smile on her face as she watched your stepdad sing and move around. Jungkook had his striped button-up shirt unbuttoned to just past his pecs and his sleeves pushed up to past his elbows, showcasing the tattoos on his forearm. Because of course, he did.

You looked around and realized most of the women were looking at Jungkook just like Cassidy was. You smiled because you knew Jungkook was yours at the end of the night. Well, mostly. You’d see how the night turned out once the guests left. Things were a bit more tricky when your mom was home. Everyone who sang karaoke after Jungkook had a tough act to follow but it was fun to watch. You wouldn’t dare get up and sing in front of anyone. You’d probably have the police called if you tried.

When the hour was closing in at midnight everyone had their champagne glasses and their partner. You and Cassidy stuck next to one another. You’d kiss her at midnight, just a peck. Jungkook jumped up on a chair and started the countdown from 10. Your mom stood next to him and everyone watched Jungkook and counted down. He shot you a look as the seconds ticked and then he jumped down from his chair and took your mom in his arms and kissed her just as you gave Cassidy a playful peck to her mouth at midnight. Guests stayed well past midnight. You weren’t sure what time they finally started leaving. Cassidy and Teela planned to stay the night so they were already in your bed by the time you had finished clearing most things from the backyard with your mom and Jungkook and a few people who stayed to help.

Your mom snuck away before the last guests left and when it was just you and Jungkook he dragged you into the house and quietly into the basement. “Your mom’s in bed already. I think we need to finish what we started down here, don’t you? Start the new year off right?” He had you pressed up against the wall again as he pushed his body against yours, trapping you between himself and the cold wall. You leaned your head back and nodded with a smile, “I think so.” You moved your hands over his chest and slid your fingers into the opening of his shirt, feeling his hard chest with hair scattered over his pecs. Jungkook’s body was delicious. Moving your hands down you unbuckled his belt and undid his pants as quickly as you could. Jungkook moved your dress up above your hips to expose your panties again.

“Fuck, I need you. I always need you so bad, Y/n…” Jungkook moaned as you pulled him out of his pants. He was already hard and ready. Heavy in your hand.

Jungkook moved your panties to the side and pressed his mouth back onto yours as he slipped his fingers into your crease and circled your clit.

You stroked him with your palm, but it was dry, so you pushed at him a little and spit into your hand, keeping your eyes on his, and then lowered your hand back down to his gorgeous dick. The dick that you knew would soon be taking up all the space inside of your cunt.

You gasped when he pushed two fingers into your tight little hole.

You and Jungkook stood in the basement, against the wall, watching each other as you got fingered and he got a hand job.

You both began to pant softly as it got more heated. Jungkook’s fingers were long and worked better than anyone else’s.

“My hand is drenched. I think this pussy is ready for my dick now,” Jungkook spoke through his teeth. His tip was leaking just the tiniest bit, his precum letting you know he was aching in your hand.

Jungkook removed his hand and pushed his pants all the way down and then he grabbed the back of your thighs and bent at the knees as he lifted you upward, your back still to the wall. You wrapped your legs around his waist and Jungkook guided his thick, hard dick into your sopping hole. You both let out a moan that was louder than it should have been.

“Fuck… that’s all I needed…” Jungkook moaned as he felt you lather his dick in arousal, your walls pressing all around him.

“Mmmm… me too, Daddy…” you put your arms over his shoulders for leverage as he began to press upward into you deeper. Jungkook couldn’t pull out too much, but with your back pressed into the wall, he could bend down a little and move himself in and out a few inches, but mostly, he stayed deep inside of you, fucking upward.

Jungkook had his hands squeezing your ass as he thrusted and you kept your legs locked around his waist so you wouldn’t fall.

“Oh my god! Fuck, you’re so deep!” You grunted at his harsh plunges.

Jungkook put his mouth to yours to keep you quiet because your moans and yelps were too loud. His tongue swirled over your tongue and he licked at your lips and your mouth as he panted his breaths in between.

Jungkook began to pound into you harder as you fucked yourself down over his dick, moving your hips as much as you could. He kept his mouth over yours but the sound of your back against the wall as he rutted into you was thudding in time with his thrusts.

Jungkook’s dick was throbbing inside of you and he moaned against your mouth as his jaw went slack. He was about to come.

“Come inside of me, Daddy. Fill me up…” you whispered as you pulled at his hair and Jungkook began to tremble.

“What do you need, baby? Want your clit rubbed? Can you reach?” Jungkook’s words were breathy and tight.

You actually couldn’t reach because of the angle and you were worried that if you let go with one of your arms you might lose your balance.

“I don’t think I can. But that’s okay…”

Jungkook grunted and moved his hands to your thighs and put your feet onto the floor before pulling out, his heavy dick swaying and shiny.

“Get on your hands and knees. I’ll fuck you doggy and you rub that sweet little clit,” Jungkook moved you so you were bending downward.

You got to your hands and knees, knowing you’d have carpet burn afterward, but it’d be worth it.

Jungkook got in right behind you and softly palmed over your bottom and leaned over your back, “Need to keep quiet, okay?”

You nodded and spread your thighs for him as you started to rub your clit.

Jungkook impaled you quickly and the feel of his dick parting your soft inner walls and the noise it made when his hips met your ass was so sexy.

Jungkook’s pace was better like this. He could really fuck you in this position. You ran your fingers over your clit as Jungkook’s dick glided in and then backed out to his crown, before pushing back in, reaching that one spot, deep inside, his tip and the swollen frenulum dragging over it and making you see stars each time.

It was like Jungkook’s dick was made for your pussy. Curved perfectly to reach and rub into the magic area that had your toes curling and your pussy creaming over him with how good it felt.

Things only got wetter as Jungkook went harder. He was tempted to spank your round ass but he resisted because the sound of a palm landing on soft flesh could be a bit loud at times. And besides, his skin and balls slapping against you each time he rocked inward were loud enough. But those noises couldn’t be helped. The sound of two people fucking would be enough of a giveaway. Having the sound of him spanking you, which would probably make you yelp was not wise.

Jungkook began to tremble behind you again, his long dick slipping into you and punching you deep in your tummy. You sped up the speed of your fingers and groaned when Jungkook’s hips rocked into you so hard you were being knocked forward.

“I’m gonna come, baby. Come on Daddy’s dick. Come on… Need to see your cream all over it. Oooohh…” he let out a low and quiet moan and gasp when you started to quiver and moan.

You bit your lip to keep your noises down because your orgasm was about to take you out. You’d been on edge and pent up all night, which only meant your orgasm was going to wreck you.

Jungkook shifted deep into you and he grasped your hips. You felt him lean over your body as he fucked inward, inward, deeper, deeper, never moving his dick out as his tip was smashed into your magic spot, smoothing over it and pressing into it, never letting up contact.

You lost it. You did your best not to make a peep but you shook and your ears rang, your heart pounded harshly as your orgasm took over. You creamed over his dick, just like he wanted and you could feel his breath on your neck as he leaned over your body.

Jungkook gasped and stilled his hips as he released inside of you, deep into your guts. You felt drool hit the top of your shoulder blades as Jungkook’s mouth was hanging open in ecstasy. He couldn’t help it. You made his mouth water and his orgasm burst into you and took over all of his senses. He groaned quietly as he unloaded himself into you, coating you with his sperm.

It was a lot. You both came hard. His come began to drip out of you before he’d even pulled out. You were both still a little shaky when he finally did pull out and you heard him laugh as he slipped his fingers through your folds to scoop up his come. He put his arm around your body and you saw his finger in front of your face.

“Suck,” he said in a dark voice.

You wrapped your lips around his finger and sucked his still-warm come into your mouth and swallowed it down with a gulp.

“Good girl.”

You both got up, wobbly and breathless and smiling. Jungkook brought you in for another kiss as he pulled your dress down to cover your body.

“Happy New Year, baby. I love you.” Jungkook kissed you deeply and you slung your arms over his shoulders and made out like teenagers. You could probably have gone another round but it was best to get back to your respective rooms before anyone caught you. “Happy New Year, Daddy,” you smiled at the man and he pinched your cheek with a grin before you both headed upstairs and went your separate ways for the night.