Orgies Novels & Stories

Men and women are entangled together, writhing and screaming out in pleasure. Oh, Damn! Why is her luck so bad these days? Of all the parties, this is an orgy. Who will compensate for her eyes? This is disgusting beyond words. "I can't go back now," Ahn Hana tells herself. "My eyes are already infected by this scene. The damage is already one to my mind. I can't come back tomorrow. I have to find her."

When the last drop of cum had dribbled out of his prick, they collapsed into each others arms, still vaguely aware of the cries and moans of the other couples. Slowly recovering from his explosive climax, Thomas was listening to the ever-increasing noise and excitement of the orgies going on all around them. The still night air was filled with the sounds of unabated passion and lust. It was a weather orgy house, each room filled with different orgy parties. Hearing a wild squeal that seemed vaguely familiar, he glanced over at the group of naked people writhing around on a mattress about five or six feet to his left. There was a girl with long blonde hair, cro

Not one bit. “Micro-penis?” Her eyes flare. “It’s a joke,” I say dryly. “Go get him. Please.” As in, please get out of my sight because I can’t say one more word about him. She gives me a weird look and then a rushed bye as she heads their way. The entire place is still whistling and cheering. The applause goes on for an absurdly long time, and my body grows stiffer with each passing moment. “Hope you don't get an STI,” I murmur.

As she turns four rogues step into the mouth of the alley, as iI turn I see another four had blocked off the other end, Acre starts laughing "Why are you laughing?" Lanna asks confused "Well because I would say that we are well and truly fucked" "Yes I would say your right, you are most defiantly trapped or as you call it, Fucked" one of the rogues laugh.

she patted my back. I coughed, choking on my saliva. So my grandma has been in orgies? I hadn’t even thought to label what happened this morning as an orgy. But I guess if two partners make a threesome. Is a foursome a thing, or is that where it becomes an orgy? “Too much info for you, baby? It’s okay. You were never old enough for me to talk about sex with you before. Now, look at you. All grown up with three handsome boyfriends that, based on the state of this bed, are making sure you’re satisfied.” she smiled.

the cards are beginning to flip over. "What does Manny have to do with this. I'm honestly tired", Floxy said. She walked faster than us so she could stand in front of us and talk. "Who do you think Abroko is?", she asked looking at me and I shrugged. "No idea". "First,they were just making people listen to gossip but now they are beginning to ruin people's lives. I think shit just got real in Ogan". I looked at Floxy as she spoke and slowly her voice echoed in my head. "Who is abroko and why are they trying to make Ogan distracted from Lola's death?"

She lets out a giggle and wraps her leg around my waist. "We are never quiet!" She giggles, pressing her lips against my neck. She's right, nothing is better than hearing her scream my name. I roll my hips against hers, desperate to create some friction between us. She whimpers quietly, pulling my hair tighter in her hand. My hand skims underneath her T-shirt and slip my hand into her panties. She gasps slightly as my fingers rub against her, her lips forming a perfect circle.

she continues when she understands what I mean. Down on the first floor, many couples are beginning to attack each other, ripping at clothes in an attempt to get them out of the way. Once they’re removed, they start to go at it because the drugs they ingested are starting to take effect. This wasn’t some normal party; it was an orgy that was planned amongst the elites of the city. This was how they got their kicks, and maybe in the past I would never have considered coming somewhere like this, but I wanted to test how far I could push my songbird. Would this excite her or disgust her? I was about to see.

We both pulled out some and kept thrusting back in, taking our little mate rough and hard, stretching and squeezing inside her over and over. It was a damn orgy, a sinful, smelly orgy of three hard bodies fucking two little girls until their brains exploded, and it was fucking perfect. We all finished one after the other. Shouts, screams, moans, and curses filled the room, none of us knowing where one began and the other ended. Nothing ever felt so fucking sinful before, and I never thought I would love every second of it as I did.

That clench in my thighs, the rush in the deepest parts of my belly, was stronger than ever as I stared back, drenched in fear and… something else, something deeper, sinful, that I just couldn’t pick my finger on. My head dropped and I made the sign of the cross. This was sin. I would have to go back soon and do penance. The Lord gave us the spirit of discernment. I knew this was bad and the fact that I felt–Well, I don’t know what I felt–made it all the more vile. The room was silent and I heard the faint sound of pins clattering lazily. “Mrs. West?” The poor lady had dropped the pins and was snoring loudly. Did she just sleep off? Was she alright?