Festival Sex Novels & Stories

The three of them had developed a language in the past few days that required no words… the touch that meant I've got you, the glance that meant stay with me, and the pressure of a hand that meant not yet, keep going. The festival noise filtered up through the ventilation shafts in the walls. Moans layered over music, the wet sounds of bodies and the occasional fractured scream when someone's loop tipped past pleasure into something the nervous system wasn't designed to sustain. The crowd had stopped being a collection of individuals and had become something collective… a single organism pulsing with overlapping fantasies, and Echo was the current running through it. They were on the fourth

And there is general excitement when she came back. " Ok boys settle down, tomorrow I want to burn down every masochist, narcissist ,rapist and sex trafficker in that festival of sex and you have the opportunity to be alive on my side or dead with everyone else except from the victims ofcourse , so choose wisely" " Ok but what is in it for us? " And the room temperature drops and for like 5 min she does not talk, " Ok who amongst you has not partaken in the numerous orgies and in forcefully deflowering little girls just to make them ready for business? Infact who amongst you refused to fuck me today"

There were also couples f*cking on a bench along the pathway to the penthouse where I am staying. Young or old couples. Threesome or same-sex. There's even a foursome. But no one is concerned about the environment because this is a natural occurrence on the island. This island was built for it, a sex island. Members of the organization who desired to satisfy their sex life went there and fulfilled their sexual fantasies. Girls here were repeatedly operated on to be tight and feel like virgins again. They were taught to be the best sex partners possible, with wild and heightened sexual lusts that drove men insane. They were drugged to last for long periods of sex, especially those greedy men

When will people understand that this is my world and they were just living in it? But not for long, because with the love I have for you, the place will implode and they will need to find somewhere else. For now, we will enjoy each other's company, like just yesterday. We went on a road trip just to go fishing. Two days before that; we flew to France for the film festival. We had sex on the private jet, in the elevator and the hotel's pool. And now, you are at my place, watching animes and basking in the afterglow of sex.

I asked raising my hand. "You've been answering every question already." Thuso said as she ran her fingers through Zo's locks. "But anyways my perfect sex would be, wait are we talking about sex sex or sex?" I was confused because sex sex and sex are two different things. "Sex sex Foxie." K sighed and I smiled happy to explain what I would like someday. "Oh okay, I believe it would be slow sex, with you and your beloved partner obviously just talking you know? Simple yet very intense."

“Like BDSM?” “Sometimes. They’re not all into that, though. It’s more of a general fetish club, and it’s super exclusive. Everything’s wolf-themed, too, which sounds kind of kitschy, but the place is hella fancy, so they pull it off.” “So it’s a sex club.” Sandra laughed. “Well… yeah. When you get right down to the brass tacks, it is. But their events are really fun, and they’re open to the public.”

Two fingers brushed bare skin without panties, obviously it was noticeable and found me already soaked. “Right here?” I breathed, half shocked, half dying for it. “Right here.” He circled my clit slow while we kept swaying like nothing was happening. The music covered the tiny sound I made. Lights flashed over us. People laughed and danced all around. And his fingers kept working, steady and filthy, while the baby kicked again right against the hand that was touching me. I came like that, standing in the middle of the festival, biting his shoulder to stay quiet, the bump pressed between us and the whole valley none the wiser.

I let out a low and long sigh, snuggling even more in my Master's arms. There is something different in the air. My concentration expanded and everyone who was attending the Festival had been affected by the wave of energy that came out of this place. After all, it wasn't just me, but also the personification of Lust had reached its apex, I open my eyes and saw Sin looking at me, somewhat worried but satisfied. He had absolved much of the shock that had been released and yet the beings at the festival had been affected, I smiled languidly, but to assure the one who was my second Mate that I am fine. He gives a small nod and then collapses onto the bed, his body tired.

I couldn't even suggest staying home because I knew that would hurt more than the period cramps did. I mean, she really prepared for it, she brought the idea of going to London to pick out a dress for me because she wanted me to be as excited as she was, she knew I wasn't that thrilled about the festival because surely, I wouldn't fuck Damon just because the religion and festival demanded it. Every fighting couples were expected to mate on the heat festival, it was like a ritual or something, but it was said to heal, mating during the heat festival brought healing to those broken relationship, it was like the wedding night stuff.

“Deal.” The fire had burned low. The moon was sinking. Rafe pulled the blanket over all three of them, holding them tight. “Sleep now,” he murmured. “Tomorrow we do it all over again. Slower. Dirtier. Until neither of you can walk straight.” Kai and Marcus both shivered with fresh heat at the promise, even though they were exhausted. The bisexual heat had started with one wild weekend. It was never going to end. Three bodies. Three hearts. One full moon bond. And endless nights of raw, no-holds-barred pleasure ahead.