Orgies Novels & Stories

“That’s it, baby… rub your messy little cunt on mine...oh fuck" Jessica’s back arched off the carpet, her full breasts bouncing with every frantic movement. Her moans grew higher, more broken, as the intense pressure on her clit pushed her closer to the edge. The filthy wetness between them, the sight of Claire’s body moving against hers, and the knowledge that Charlie was watching and stroking himself was too much. “I’m… I’m going to...” Jessica cried out, her body seizing up as her orgasm crashed over her. Her pussy clenched and pulsed, fresh arousal mixing with Charlie’s cum as she came hard, grinding desperately against Claire’s heat.

The fullness split her wide, his girth grinding against her inner walls with a friction that burned and soothed in equal measure, the scent of her own arousal sharp in her nostrils as it smeared between them. She rocked between them Mark face-fucking her with wet, slurping urgency, Derek reaming her ass with deep, grinding strokes that made her tray bounce perilously, and Jake below, teasing her clamped clit with flicks of his thumb while nursing on her swinging tits, teeth grazing the clamped nipples around the chains. The orgy unfolded in casual waves, bodies trading places with lazy efficiency. Alex finally rose, replacing Mark in her mouth his cock thicker, veins pulsing against her tong

In the dark corners of the hall and on the heavy iron tables, clothes ripped off. It turned into a massive, raw orgy. People groaned, touched, lost themselves in the shadows. I watched a woman straddle a man on a crate, her head thrown back, his hands gripping her hips so hard his knuckles went white. A few feet away, two men had a Woman on her knees between them, her mouth full, her moans muffled. Someone else was bent over a table, skirt hiked up, getting fucked from behind while another soldier sucked her nipples. Sweat and alcohol and sex smell hung thick in the air. Nobody cared about the war or the caste systems tonight. Everyone just wanted to feel alive before Vex marched her army so

She was praying. Praying for the torture to stop. Praying it was all a dream. Praying she would wake up. And next, she threw the table away landing the laptop on the floor in process. Bloodshed and Gore was what she witnessed. Just bloodshed and gore. Dead bodies. Whips lashing. Blood spilled. Terror filled eyes. Begging eyes. Crying eyes. Joined hands. Throats slashed. Burnt bodies. Bodies depreciated to limbs. And screams. Bone chilling screams.

It was a technique that I had perfected as an only child since I always stayed outside my house without a key. The door screeched open, I watched the staircase and saw no movement so I went into the room and closed the door without making a noise. The room was very spacious with a very large bed in the right corner, it had a desk against the wall and there was a wardrobe to the left. The only window was open and from there I could see my house and part of the road. The wall in front of me was covered with a white sheet and that was very strange, I could not help but notice it, I wanted to know what he was hiding but I was paralyzed when I saw on the desk an identical copy of my infamous doll

Jackie said. “Oh hell, Jackie, she’s not a baby, anymore,” Jodi said and cocked her leg over the arm of the chair. “An orgy broke out in the bar that night. A few days later, I came up with an idea. We host weekend orgies and we charge for admission. The orgies start at midnight and we up the cost of drinks. So, if you stay here, that’s what you got to deal with.” Gabriella’s lips parted. She looked at Jodi, and then she looked at Jackie. “Really, guys, if you don’t want me to stay here just say so.”

I knew he was doomed but now I'm certain he was thoroughly doomed. I didn't know Scarlette had that kind of fantasy about my brother. He was wearing something worse than the image I planted in my mother's head, a black coat acting as his only coverage. The club was a famous place for (but not restricted to) homosexual sex. When I say sex, I mean a bunch of people gathering for the fun of music and public fuck. It's basically walking into an orgy club with caged dancers, people tied to poles for random people to fuck, and people enjoying watching other people go at it like donkeys.

Knowing that her orgasm is nearing, Alex’s cock enlarged inside her and together, they stiffened as their orgasm trickled out with Alex jetting his seed deep inside her. They were about to slump against the floor when Angela’s whimpers washed over them and then the girl came together with the stranger. Kate huddled on the floor with her back against Alex’s chest. His seed slipping down to her thighs. What just happened? Kate never knew this was how orgies are.

Watching her body jolt with every thrust. Milo hit play on the side monitor—the bedroom orgy clip, synced audio. Toni's wails layered over Layla's gasps. "Layered audio," he said, voice thick. "Makes it... immersive." His own hand dipped into his cargo shorts, stroking lazy circles over his bulge. The fabric tented.