Orgies Novels & Stories

“What’s that even mean?” “Baby, people go there to explore their sexuality. Imagine you enter an orgy hotel, with different rooms doing different activities. Some are glass walls with curtains, and the moment you enter, you hear different sounds. Your senses will be flooded with sensations you’ve never felt before. It’s arousing and overwhelming. If you’re not used to it, it will probably scare you.” I laughed at her reaction. She barely blinked. Her mouth hung open. “So you’ve had multiple partners all at once?”

Completely full. “Fuck, she’s so tight,” Jax groaned, thrusting deeper into my ass. “Our perfect little whore. Taking two cocks like she was made for it.” Marcus rubbed my clit while they fucked me. “Come for us, Sage. Come with both our cocks inside you.” I shattered harder than ever before. My orgasm ripped through me violently. I screamed, body convulsing between them as my pussy and ass clenched around their cocks. I squirted around Marcus, soaking the bed while they kept fucking me through it.

They prostrated themselves before the statue, foreheads to the stone floor, arms outstretched in supplication. The orgy ignited. A woman with long gray hair straddled a masked man’s face while another knelt behind her, tongue delving deep. Two men pressed a third against a pillar, hands roaming, mouths claiming. Breasts slid against backs; cocks disappeared into eager mouths; fingers reached every slick opening. Moans began rising into a sensuous clamor that drowned the drums. Marvin lifted the girl from the altar. Her legs were unsteady now, so he supported her, one arm around her waist, the other cupping her ass.

The same eyes I inherited from him. “If this is another lecture,” I said, slipping a hand into my pocket, “save it for later. I am busy at the moment.” He slid a newspaper across the desk. My face stared back at me with the bold headline.: BILLIONAIRE HEIR'S HAVING AN AFFAIR WITH THE MARRIED WOMAN. DOES NYC HEARTBREAKER GO AFTER MARRIED WOMEN TOO? I scoffed. What a joke. It was one meeting in a hotel lounge. As we walked out, she grabbed my arm for support. A photographer, conveniently positioned outside, captured the exact moment. One photograph was all it took to convince the whole city I had slept with the wife of our biggest business partner

but like I said, it’s a craze. Yet there I was, looking absolutely nothing like a lady. Why don’t we have mirrors in bathroom stalls, that way I wouldn’t have to guess how disheveled I look. Even the thought of it seemed to fuel my sex craze. My pace picked up, so much that I could feel my legs shaking from the effect. “Yessssss…yessss ... .please” I panted out loud, as I felt myself getting closer. And just like that, the fireworks exploded inside me, accompanied by what I could only describe as an animalistic growl.

The wet, intimate sounds of penetration — slick flesh meeting flesh, soft gasps turning into moans — filled the open-air sanctuary. Sophia guided a beautiful young Brazilian cousin named Camila onto the altar beside them, kissing her passionately while one of the new international men entered her. Milk from Sophia’s breasts dripped onto Camila’s skin as they moved together. Aurora did the same with a Middle Eastern prince’s daughter, their bodies entwining while family and guests watched with dark hunger. The older men, Reginald and Victor, moved through the growing orgy like experienced predators, their thick cocks claiming mouths and holes with authority. The air grew heavier, saturated wi

Her moans are getting louder despite how hard she tried stifling it. By the middle of the night, Victoria’s elegant hair was messy. Her body was covered in sweat and cum. She stopped fighting. Her moans grew louder and more desperate. Pleasure mixed with shame as another orgasm hit her. Her walls tightened around whoever was inside her. Waves rolled through her core. Damian pulled her hair and looked into her eyes. “Say it. You belong to the board now.” “I… belong to you,” she whispered, voice hoarse. Her body trembled as she spoke. “Fuck.”

So he could only do a brief explanation about the client’s company and review the schedule for May. Faithful God Enterprise is a famous merchandise brand for women, they carry a large selection of clothing, accessories, and cosmetics aimed for luxurious women of all ages; even though they are an expensive brand name. 30% of the women in City Y are their clients. 40% are consumers of Colerida Enterprise, and 5% are Yang Corps consumers, and the others take up the last remaining 1%.

I said. "I think that pig was just making an excuse to get us in trouble," Cathy said. Suddenly we heard a noise. A very thin one. Like a stick broke somewhere out there. All of our senses became very cautious. I could feel presence around us. "Oh no," Cathy and June started to panic. "we can't fight them." "Don't! Don't make noises, and Don't panic,'' I warned them. We stood back to back in an attacking position. I was the oldest one here. All three of us were omegas. And I couldn't even shift properly.

"Will you be engaging in orgies? Will you force me to have orgies?" "No for the first question, and hell no for the second." I hissed, my arm wrapping around her back to her waist before I pulled her closer. She tilted her head up and met my eyes. "I’m not interested in orgies anymore. One pussy is enough for me. And there’s no fucking way I’m going to share you with anyone." "Demons love orgies." She stated. "Are you having an urge for orgies now?" My eyes delved deep into hers, wanting to see her truth while my heart thudded loudly.