Couch.

I struggled desperately to get all my clothes off, as did Julie, and in moments we were both naked. I positioned her underneath me on the couch, and whispered into her ear, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me..." she replied, the wine slurring her speech. I felt a twang of guilt for what I was about to do, but I just couldn't resist. She was too hot. I immediately placed my cock at her entrance, at which she moaned softly. I kissed her on the lips and our tongues met just as I thrust into her pussy for the first time. At first my strokes were slow, but gradually increased velocity and intensity, as did our kisses.
"Wait, stop..." she said softly, and I pulled my cock out; not because she had said to, but because I knew I was just moments from cumming, and I didn't want her getting pregnant.
"What is it?" I asked, but she made no reply. Instead, her hand clasped around the half-full wine bottle. She gave a little giggle that sounded like a school girl's, and then began to pour the red wine onto her tits and stomach. When there was just a few inches of wine left, she put the bottle to her lips and swigged the rest.
"WOOPS!" Julie said, giggling. "Looks like I need cleaning up..."
This was too much. I bent over her once more and began to lick the wine off of her, gently tracing my tongue over her body. I could barely taste the wine, I was in sexual paradise. I could feel the cum in my balls building up. Julie grabbed my cock from under me, just about sending me over the edge.
"Here, let me... take this for you..." she said, guiding my member into her mouth. No sooner had her lips closed around my cock than I sent my love juice into her mouth. She began to bob her head up and down my cock as if nothing had happened, cum dribbling out of her mouth as she did. She grunted something like "More", and my cock had already begun to harden once more.