Orgies Novels & Stories

Lil Joe hadn't yet recovered from the effect of the water and the countless remnants of salt that picked away the tiny bits of his open flesh, tearing him up into tiny bits, life and energy slowly slipping out from his lips as he tried telling himself to normalcy. “Light him up!” I gave the command, dramatically snapping my fingers in the air. It didn't take a second more until I heard the sound of the colts of electricity, flowing from its underground channels, leaving its footprints as it raced down to it's Final Bus Stop, “The Confessor”. “Three!” “Two!”

Anais reached down and frantically massaged her clit. She was right on the edge... The escort screamed in bliss when the first contraction rattled her body. White light exploded in her brain. The dazzled woman jolted so hard that the brute's cock was dislodged from her pussy. Her body was completely out of her control when she plunged forward to the dirty ground. Princess Maya had never witnessed such a lustful and violent orgasm. She was mesmerized watching her best friend shuddering in ecstasy and suddenly, her pussy tingled once more. She was getting excited too. Anais was now on her hand and knees with her body still shuddering from her fading orgasm and feeling ashamed from climaxing u

So, I had decided to just sit and watch the party. “What about it?” I scan the faces, searching for Rio. “You know, the wonderful things that happen between man and his wife on their wedding night. The sacred dance of the bedroom.” She jokes. “Real funny. We are not sleeping together. It’s not part of the deal.” “But him eating your pussy and fingering you is part of the deal?” She arches an eyebrow. I blush. “Shut it, Angie.” “Just saying. In case, the bond of the deal slips again this night, I want full details okay.”

Kinks: gloryhole, multiple cocks, rough sex, exhibitionism Sara's heart thumped wildly in her chest as she and Mia entered the dimly lit, pulsing gloryhole bar. The heavy bass reverberated through the walls, vibrating every nerve ending in her body. The humid air hit her skin like a caress, carrying with it the scent of sex and taboo promises. It was their 27th birthday, and this was the ultimate gift they had fantasized about for months - a night of pure, anonymous indulgence.

I grinned, only to pull my finger back and cuss as something sharp pricked through my skin and drew blood. A beep came from somewhere as the doors swung inward, a ballroom draped in deep reds and black swaths of fabric coming into my view. A deep thrumming music began as I stepped inside, the doors closing behind me as I took in the sights and sounds in front of me. “My Goddess….” I whistled a little under my breath, this side of the underground something I had only heard rumors about. There were round chairs and couches everywhere, wolves drinking wine and chatting, deep rhythmic music playing, females a plenty, and most notably of all of it; one massive orgy all around the room.

activities. The Order, as I soon discovered, is mostly about dark sex and mind-blowing orgies. Sure, there are some philosophical discussions and group meditations thrown in, but let's be real—the real draw is the no-holds-barred, anything-goes sexual exploration. Tonight is orgy night, and anticipation is coursing through my veins like a shot of pure adrenaline. I'm eagerly looking forward to having every inch of my body pleasured, to being filled in all holes by a variety of dicks, each one offering a unique flavor of ecstasy.

She couldn't help it; she was addicted. Wild orgies were her weakness, the videos that got her off faster than anything else. Bodies tangled in sweaty, heaving heaps, skin slick and shining under low lights, thick cocks plunging relentlessly into eager, dripping pussies and tight asses, stretching them wide with every brutal thrust. Mouths devouring everything in sight—cocks, clits, balls, and pussies—slurping and sucking with greedy abandon. Cum splattering across skin like a forbidden rain, thick ropes shooting over faces, tits, and open mouths, dripping down chins and pooling in navels.

As soon as I entered the club, I was taken aback by the displays I saw around. Naked Girls in just red, shiny panties were parading around in heels, while some were whining on the polls or grinding themselves down on the men that gathered, as a Christmas song played in the background. No one gave a fuck about their nudity, and I noticed that in the center, a girl was on her knees, giving a blow job to a guy dressed in red clothes, a Christmas cap on his head. He was thrusting aggressively into her mouth and I caught a sight of his hardened dick and gulped down the saliva that gathered in my mouth, knowing that I wanted my mouth to be fucked too.

Dean's POV The music was too loud, the room was too crowded, and I couldn't remember the last time I had felt this alone. I sat on one of the sofas in the corner, a bottle of beer hanging loosely between my fingers. People danced around me, shouting over the music, laughing, and occasionally bumping into one another. Someone had turned the living room into a makeshift dance floor, and the entire house seemed to vibrate with the bass. I couldn't bring myself to care.

Lorien filled her mouth while Sable straddled her back, grinding her dripping pussy against her spine and reaching down to rub her clit. I knelt before Rook, swallowing as much of his enormous cock as I could while Wren fucked me from behind with sensual, deep strokes. Our four bodies moved in perfect, filthy harmony, feeding energy into the greater whole. The Nexus Chamber exploded into a sea of bodies and light. Pilgrims and Keepers from countless realms merged without hesitation. Winged beings tangled with horned warriors. Ethereal spirits took physical form just to feel cocks and tongues and fingers. A vast, writhing orgy spread across the chamber floor, walls, and floating platforms of