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He chuckled, as I hopped into his car. “Pieces of shit,” I scoffed. We zoomed off and arrived at Clinton's house, it is a mansion as usual, Clinton's parents are fucking rich, but certainly not richer than mine. “Let's get the party rolling,” Kelvin yelled, getting out of the car. Kelvin ran into the party, leaving me alone as usual, it seemed like I had lost my ability to bond after skipping all parties, just to fuck with Caleb. I rested my back against the door and watched as horny teenagers fucked and ate each other's faces.

Grabbing my phone from the dashboard, I scrolled through till I found our group chat. More like our sex chat. As perfectionists on the outside, this was the only place we expressed our true selves. 79 unread messages? What the fuck are they talking about? I barely held back a hiss and, ignoring them all, I dropped my own text. [Orgy party tonight, till we all get wasted?] Without waiting for a reply, I added: [You all know how it rolls. Knox, get the drinks, condoms, oil, men, whatever, and location. Lola and Noa, get all your hot friends. Brian, get the NDP for signing. I'll handle every cost. Everything should be ready by 7 p.m.]

She was ready, more than ready, to surrender to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown pleasures that Travis and Jenna promised. As their lips met once more, Sadile felt herself being guided to the couch, her body positioned between them, a willing participant in the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, the only light coming from the flickering flames of the candles Travis had lit, casting shadows on the walls, shadows that danced in time with their movements. Jenna's hands slid down Sadile's body, her fingers teasing the sensitive flesh between her thighs.

“Remember how you’d get all dressed up in barely anything under your clothes and we’d go to Coverts? We’d watch the other couples, get so turned on and fuck all night” I swallowed, my nipples tightening at the memory. I hadn’t thought about Coverts, the members-only swingers club, in years. Nathan and I were more watchers than swingers, watching everyone’s pleasure, which heightened our own. When we first began dating, we went often. Each time, we’d end up having some of the best sex of our lives.. We would role play or do some light kink. The last time we had gone to Coverts, Nathan was as fit as a horse. Or so we thought...

“With solid evidence, if the accomplice offers full restitution and secures a statement of forgiveness from Ms. Beran, the court could consider halving the sentence.” A flicker of hesitation crossed Melanie’s face. Then, she started digging frantically through her purse for something. Before Melanie could pull anything out of her bag, Richie finally spoke. He appeared livid as he glared at me. “Everyone, I apologize for the spectacle. This is just a private marital dispute that got out of hand.” When all eyes were on him, Richie adopted a resigned expression. “My wife and I had a small argument. I acted on impulse and staged all of this with some friends. I never meant for the charade to go

And judging by how this party was going, the same could be said for all the other girls. Tyler was still lying back, but now instead of just holding the dong in place, she was rubbing it up and down on her pussy through her jeans, watching Kim and Sheri go at it. Josey, who must have been a much closer friend than Tyler had let on, had pulled up Tyler’s T-shirt and was sucking on one of her friend’s dark, puffy nipples. “Guys? Uh, hey, what the hell are you guys doing?” Even with the chemical enhancement, Daria wasn’t sure this was what she wanted to happen at the party. She turned the music off. “Hey?” she said louder. Kim and Sheri stopped making out and Josey looked up from sucking on Tyl

Which was shocking because I had never been turned on from a woman before. Maybe because I hadn't had sex in months. Yeah, that was it. "I'm really curious now." I pressed, ignoring the ache between my legs. "What kind of party are you planning?" She looked me square in the eyes, her hand white knuckling her phone. "It's a strippers party. Male strippers."

Even the men seemed to have bonded and grown closer, and Chelsea didn't doubt that sooner or later, the four couples would be having a private party of their own with bodies wrapped around each other in an orgy of sex. "So," Marcia began as she reached for her rum runner. "Now that you've enjoyed women ravishing that hot little body of yours, Chelsea, have you considered retuning the favor to your friends of the female persuasion?" Everyone laughed at the blonde's wording, and Chelsea nodded her head. "I haven't thought of much else since that night." After Marcia had stripped Chelsea and Brenda had Darren's clothes off, Marcia led them all through the house to one of the private party rooms

We were replaced with other actors for season 2, and the new actors did it instead. My cock twitches as ‘sex scene’ repeats in my head again. A fire ignites deep inside of me as I imagine kissing Tiffany’s luscious lips while my hand slides up her smooth pale arm. Wait. No. I can’t be thinking about this. I quickly shake my head and take a deep breath. Unfortunately, my shaft doesn’t want to listen to me. Instead, it wants to taste the sweet treat.

When we arrive at the party, it is already in full swing. This party was actually at JP and Nick's place. Lord, they had a huge home. "Are you ready to do this?" I ask him. We have been sitting in his truck for the past 5 minutes. "Can we start this another night? Can I at least get one more night in of crazy sex before I begin to be a good guy?" "You have to choices. One, you put on your big boy pants and get this going tonight. Or two, we don't do this at all. So which would you prefer?"