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Aunt Blair and Rupert joined us for a few fun dances. I stuff my face with various finger foods but mostly stick with the shrimp cocktail, clams casino, and some steak kabobs. I like seafood, but Stella likes steak, so I eat a little bit of each of our favorites. Of course, I’m drinking lots of champagne which I might regret tomorrow morning, but fuck it, I am the birthday girl after all. The party goes well past midnight, but we are winding down by two in the morning. I head to my room, wipe away my makeup, and shower quickly to get rid of the sweat from dancing and partying with my family and coven.

We ate tons of junk food, and some homemade meals I had earlier prepared for the party, everyone was surprised and ate all with as much joy as I felt when preparing the meal. After the meal, we took turns telling stories of our mischief as kids and Rose's story was the absolute winner. We gossiped, and shared juicy tidbits about our mates and also who was dating who in the pack. Who mated and who got rejected, Amber didn't mind when rejection and mating were discussed, she understood that it was a topic no one could shield away from. Once again I hoped everything between her and Chris would be sorted and they will live happily ever after. It was almost midnight when we heard a knock at the d

There was saliva and cum over everybody's body, leaking from pussies and added, on boobs, dripping from mouth, on the belly, there was it. Then we were thrown into the pool and fucked by four men there. It was my first sex party and I loved it and it won't be my last either and soon I became one of the VIP at the party. [The END] --------------- Author Says: Hi Readers, I really love to hear your thoughts so, please comment or you can email me anytime at [ just22avi@gmail.com ]. Quote of The Day: "Less Stress and have More Sex"

--- Thursday was the most intense night yet. Viktor hosted a small, exclusive dinner party at his penthouse with four of his most trusted allies. Isabella served the entire dinner completely naked except for a delicate gold chain around her waist and heels. The men openly stared and commented on her body as she moved around the table. After dessert, Viktor had her lie on the dining table like a centerpiece. He spread her legs wide and let each man use her mouth while he fucked her pussy. They passed her around the table like a shared dessert — each man getting a turn in her mouth or between her tits while Viktor claimed her lower holes.

The guys roared with laughter, asking for more details. The questions gradually grew spicier as the night progressed. Marcus asked, “Never have I ever fingered a girl in a public place.” Jake and Ryan drank, sharing quick filthy anecdotes that made my pulse quicken. I stayed quiet but felt my pussy beginning to tingle with interest. I took my turn, trying to keep my voice steady. “Never have I ever had sex while other people were in the same room.” A couple of the guys drank, launching into detailed stories of risky encounters at parties that left me squirming on the couch.

She had sex with her step-brother. “We got married!” Martin said. “Isn’t it wonderful?” Gloria exclaimed. “You mean, you are planning on it?” Juliette added, forcing herself to breathe. “We are ready for the Champagne now, please,” Martin ordered from the server, who came by to check on them. “No, we already did,” Gloria said with a smile. Louis looked stunned. Juliette thought she might faint. “When?” She squeaked. “When we were in Hawaii,” Martin replied. The server returned with the bottle of champagne that had been set aside for this occasion, and started to pour glasses for each of them.

Cool air kissed the bare skin between my legs. I wasn’t wearing anything underneath. When his fingertips brushed the very top of my thigh, right where it met my pussy, I nearly dropped my fork. I was still wet from the shower. Wetter now. His fingers slid easily through the slickness, parting my folds like he had every right to touch me there at the dinner table. I bit the inside of my cheek hard. “You okay, sweetheart?” Aunt Lisa asked, pausing with the serving spoon. “You look a little flushed. Is the wine too strong?”

’ Lochlan asked, a slight frown creasing his brow. Damon, sensing the boss’s displeasure, grew bolder with his gossip. ‘They’ve taken over the lakeside villas. They were making a racket all last night, so I would imagine they are all sleeping it off now. Out of the fourteen people he brought, ten of them are… well, very attractive young women. They threw quite a party in Mr Saltzman’s villa last night. The cleaning staff this morning reported… quite a scene. An embarrassing number of used condoms.’

I don’t know what got into me, but I came. Even knowing the sinful thoughts I had about her husband, I still did. Millie had sent me the address, and the party was surprisingly empty. Just Millie, her husband, and a man she said was her husband’s friend. Right now we were seated at the dining table having dinner. “Oh stop,” Millie said playfully as her husband’s friend tried to feed her with his spoon. I noticed the two were very close, and yeah, the only thing keeping me busy was thoughts of my shitty life, minimum-wage bullshit, how alone I was.

The lies become our language. A stolen, frantic handjob in the supply closet during Sasha’s 30th birthday party, my back against the paper towels, his mouth smothering my moans. A quick, desperate fuck in the guest bathroom at Thanksgiving. Me, bent over the sink, my dress around my waist, his hand clamped over my mouth as he pounded into me from behind, his cock hitting depths that made me see stars, while his wife chatted with her mother just down the hall.