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My First Sex Party (2)

Author: Sharon Madu
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-17 05:34:48

“So, what are you now? A professional in sex clubs?” I ask, genuinely curious.

George’s grin tilts, wolfish. “You could say I’m… experienced.”

“Not convinced.”

He sips, eyes locked on me. “You’ll thank me when you stop pretending you’re not curious.”

Heat pricks my cheeks.

“I know you are.” His gaze drops to my mouth. “And tonight, you’ll see just how much.”

I set my half-empty glass down, pulse racing.

"Come on," he says, tilting his head toward a hallway. "Time to see what you’ve been missing.”

I follow him past a velvet rope into a quieter room. The seats are soft, the lights are low and people talk in hushed voices. Here, the touching is more obvious. A man sits with a woman on his lap, his hand slipping under her clothe. She leans back, lost in pleasure. Her skirt rides up higher and I feel a heat in my own skin like it’s my thighs being touched.

Another couple kisses deeply in the corner, their bodies already pressed together like they might not make it to a be
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