Sexy Gay Orgy Novels & Stories

He had been charming and a few weeks later, I hadn’t been able to resist when he’d invited me on a weekend trip to the Cayman island. We’d fucked like bunnies all weekend. For a 70 year old, his old saggy balls were still in pretty good shape. There was nothing we didn’t try. After our Cayman adventures, he had introduced me to The Order. It is mostly dark sex and orgies. Tonight is orgy night. I’m looking forward to been fucked on all holes by different dicks. Daddy’s lying with his hairy thighs spread wide open. I waste no time taking his cock in my grip. I wrap both hands around his cock and begin to stroke him the way he likes. I start out slowly, building momentum.

She slammed into me harder, the thick cock pounding my G-spot with every thrust. “Then fucking cum,” she snarled. “Cum all over this cock like the dirty little girl you are.” My orgasm exploded through me so violently I screamed, my entire body shaking as I squirted all over her stomach and the strap-on. Vesper groaned in satisfaction, still fucking me through my orgasm, chasing her own pleasure by grinding the base of the dildo against her clit. She buried her face in my neck as she came, moaning my name like a prayer. We stayed locked together, both of us panting and trembling. This was basically the craziest sex I’d ever had and it wasn’t even with a real dick???

she urged, her bold nature shining through the lust haze. "Pump me full of your hot cum." Mia's hand found Sara's breast, kneading it in solidarity, their touches a lifeline amidst the orgy. The booth reeked of sex—sweat, cum, and the sharp tang of relentless arousal. Sara's knees ached from the constant kneeling, but the pleasure drowned out any discomfort. Another cock replaced the one in her dripping cunt, this time sliding into her tight, virgin asshole with a searing burn that made her hiss.

A group of several cars stopped in the middle of the street, with the couples practicing oral sex in broad daylight when everyone was maddeningly aroused. As several people, roaring like bears in the streets, women and men practiced sex in their cars and in the streets, a group of lesbians were practicing oral sex in the garden of their homes, in the open air. A former resident who was asexual got a new lease of life when she practically stole clothes from local prostitutes and ended up in countless taxis that were not meant to be taken from address to address, but from corner to corner in sex orgies. Meanwhile in Lovecraft County. At the Grande Pleasures hotel, where they were meeting with

I’m the birthday whore tonight, twenty-five today, and I decided the only way to celebrate properly was to throw the filthiest, most depraved bisexual orgy Rio de Janeiro has ever seen. This penthouse in Rio is about to become a war zone of cum and screams. The second the door clicks shut, THE FOUR GODS walk in: Filou in a black tank top , his black horse-cock swinging like a weapon; Maximo shirtless, veins popping everywhere; Alfie blond and smirking, abs carved; Malik silent and tatted, dick print so huge it looks fake. Behind them my two favorite sluts: Luara, thick caramel Brazilian ass, and Melissa, fake tits bouncing, clit piercing already glistening.

But they focused lower, Kace's tongue flicking her asshole while Keidō sucked her tits, biting nipples hard. The orgy built, bodies tangled. Keidō flipped Eliara onto Celeste, their pussies stacked. He fucked Eliara's ass first—spitting on the tight ring, pushing in slow. "Take it in the backdoor, Luna. Kace didn't get this, right?" She nodded, moaning into Celeste's mouth as they kissed, their tongues battling. "No... only you own my ass!" Eliara cried, rocking back onto his cock. Kace slid under Celeste, filling her pussy while Keidō's balls dragged over his face. "Taste us mixed, beta," Kace grunted, thrusting up.

Her nails clawed the metal, heat spiraling with every thrust. He leaned down, teeth grazing her ear. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it? To be fucked until you can’t stand?” “Yes—harder—” He obeyed, pounding into her, relentless. The control panel beeped under their assault, lights flickering. Sweat slicked their bodies, heat overwhelming in the confined box. Her orgasm hit like a lightning strike, ripping through her, leaving her shaking, clenching around him. He growled, thrusts growing erratic, chasing his own release.

The wet slap of skin on skin filled the office, obscene and perfect. One hand snaked around to find her clit—rubbing tight, merciless circles. “Come,” he ordered. “Come all over your professor’s cock before I fill you up.” The command shattered her. Her orgasm hit hard—body locking, pussy clenching rhythmically around him as waves of pleasure tore through her. She screamed into the gag, tears of overwhelm streaking her cheeks. He groaned her name—low, filthy—and thrust deep one last time. She felt him pulse inside her, hot and thick, flooding her as he came with long, shuddering strokes.

I mouthed, it felt weird at first but later it didn’t anymore, maybe it’s the slow sexual music playing or the drinks definitely the drinks just one shot and I can already feel myself floating. It is a full blown orgy in here, celebrity orgy. I continued to sip my drink as I watched two well known face, both of them females, a famous runway model and an actress actively having sex in front of Blake and I. There are just a lot of things going on, it felt I bit too much, I felt like I had to leave. The place had a blue hue of light, there were different rooms, we were sitting in one, here it just people fucking, feeling each other out, touching and all the room adjacent from us seemed to be a

I can’t keep my eyes open as I experience the most erotic orgasm that I have ever felt. Jace continues to pound into me as I ride the euphoric waves of ecstasy, “That’s it, baby. Show them all who owns your orgasms, let them see that you belong to me.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Please do not try any sexual practices found in this story without the guidance of an experienced professional! Author is not responsible for any harm, loss, injury or death resulting from the use of the information contained in any part of this story