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**Story 16: The Breeding Festival** **Chapter 2** The roar of the crowd was deafening. Serena lay on her back on the cold stone altar, legs still spread obscenely wide, her body glistening with sweat and the cum of five powerful men. Her pussy throbbed and leaked a steady river of thick seed down her ass crack onto the ancient stone. Her full breasts heaved with every ragged breath, nipples hard and sensitive from being pinched and sucked.

The sex club smelled like sweat, cum, and leather. Sariah stood beside her husband, tight dress clinging to her thighs, panties already damp just from the moans echoing through the dim room. She wanted to feel something. Anything. Keon hadn’t touched her right in months. Their fucking had turned soft, forgettable—quick strokes, no filth, no hunger. She missed being wrecked. Screamed for. Fucked until her pussy gushed. A couple moaned near the back room, the woman tied to a beam, her tits bouncing while some stranger slammed into her soaked cunt from behind.

I can hear some more shuffling and then he was telling me, "Yes, mistress, I'm naked." Mistress? I sighed internally. You seriously wouldn't believe how many men were into the whole dominatrix kink. In the beginning, it was kind of fun but by now it was getting pretty old. Mentally awakening my inner dom, I relaxed further into the sofa and flipped through the magazine."Good boy," I cooed, finding a 20 sex tips for women article. Huh, how fitting. "Now, here's what I want you to do, and you better listen closely, pet."

My mind was elsewhere, I couldn't fathom what really made Lawson display that non challant attitude towards our love life while a maid saw us having sex, and he is not bothered. “Lawson, why do you choose to embarrass us this way? Caroline saw us having sex, and I told you to let us go upstairs” I said immediately he lay beside me fuming in anger. “ What are you talking about? It's just sex and Caroline is not a child. Don't be like this, we can even have a threesome with her”. “What!!! You mean Caroline can actually join us while having sex? Who are you Lawson? I don't think I know the kind of man I got married to”.

Theresa and Lucia sixty-nined beside them, tongues delving deep, cleaning and pleasuring. The orgy continued into the night. I fucked each again—Maria on top, riding me reverse cowgirl while Elena sat on my face, her pussy grinding my tongue. Theresa took me in her ass, slow at first, then bouncing as Lucia fingered her pussy. Group piles formed: me in the center, cocksucking and pussy-eating all around. By dawn, we were spent, bodies tangled on the floor. No punishment came—only promises of more. The convent's secrets were ours now, bound in cum and sin.

"Oh, fuck yes. Do it, you two." Melody had her hand between her legs. "Yes, please fuck for us. We've been hoping." I reached around and captured Mom's breasts as she settled on my cock. Her vagina was drenched, and I slid right in. "You're very wet, Mother." Mom posted on my cock. "I've never been so turned on. I hope you can last." I wasn't sure I could. Jack, Alyssa, Barb, and I had had group sex many times, sharing partners. It was different here. Here, we could only watch the Conners, and that increased the intensity.

Gold lights hung low over red velvet booths where men in suits sat with masks while women in open silk robes carried trays past them. Behind tall glass walls a woman bent over a wide bed and took a thick cock deep in her pussy while another man fucked her mouth. Cum dripped down her chin and onto her tits as she gagged and swallowed. Another couple fucked hard on a velvet couch the man slapping her ass red while she rode him fast and moaned loud. Group sex filled one open section with bodies tangled together, while people licked and sucked in every direction. Some curtains stayed half closed but others hung open showing raw skin slapping and fluids running down thighs.

CHAPTER 51. THE RELENTLESS STORM SELENE'S POV "Fuck, fuck." The word tears from my throat, a raw, ragged sound, yet it’s drowned out, absorbed by the relentless rhythm of his body against mine. I’m crying out loud, guttural pleas, desperate whimpers, but he doesn’t give me a chance to breathe, not even a single, fleeting gasp. He moves faster, a primal force, pounding into me, slamming his hips against mine with an unyielding power that leaves me breathless and utterly consumed. The sound of our skins, slick with sweat and desire, is getting louder, a wet, rhythmic slapping that echoes through the room. It’s much, *much* wetter than before, a lewd, visceral symphony that reverberates through

She screamed when she had the chance to go near me. I acted shocked, then laughed. “Oh yes, I am. If you want to find further details, go ask your boyfriend how his hard cock satisfied this pussy of a whore. That might help you to pleasure him more so he wouldn’t need to look for a new pussy to fill in with his cock.” Then I walked away. Our forbidden sex continued for the rest of the trip. There were times when we’d do it in the bathroom, on the outside, in the darkest area of the island, and more.