College Sexual Association: A Paraphrased Discussion

College Sexual Association: A Paraphrased Discussion

In my stroll at the Freshers Fayre, all the clubs seemed to echo one another - mostly sports teams and a few others I had no interest in. The debating society seemed more like an air of snobbery than active debate, so I kept looking. Desiring a feminist group, I couldn't spot any suitable candidates.

In a corner, opposite the wall, was a small table with just two students behind it - a boy and a girl, both in their third year, and seemingly uninterested. The table didn't sport a sign to specify which society it was for.

"Hello!" the girl greeted me in an accommodating tone. "Would you like to know about the sex society?"

As it might possibly be the feminist group I was seeking, I inquired further, "Perhaps," was my reply. "Could you tell me more about it?"

"It's a fully inclusive community," explained the girl confidently, in a practiced manner, "LGBTQA plus friendly, for people who enjoy engaging in sexual activities with others. We host social events to connect members for casual hookups or long-term partnerships, a bulletin board for expressing your kinks, and once every two weeks, we coordinate an orgy," she added.

Awe-struck at that last revelation, I questioned, "Pardon me, what was that?"

"We have bi-weekly orgies," the girl underscored, "Each event is entirely consensual and permits participants to observe or become engaged, as they wish."

Dumbfounded, my mouth might've been left open. Surely a society like this couldn't exist, could it? I felt the urge to inquire more, "And you attend these... orgies?" I inquired, gazing towards the boy by her side.

"Oh, it's my favourite time of the fortnight," she shared enthusiastically, "I adore getting fucked with a group of other people getting fucked. The experience of various men ejaculating on me adds to my excitement. Right, Dan?" She nodded towards her companion.

Having voiced his agreement without much attention, Dan casually replied, "Yeah, she just appreciates men spilling their seed on her."

"Excuse me?" I floundered.

"Not offending you!" the fellow explained jovially, "I can spot girls with a raunchy demeanour with a certain gleam in their eyes. Some are simply unaware of their nature yet. Here, take this handout and give us a call if you decide to join."

I reluctantly accepted the flyer, whispering, "In your wildest dreams, my friend." I stormed off in disgust. Despite his charming features - a head full of curly hair - I was uncertain about that degrading, patriarchal comment.

Remarkably, I didn't discard the paper right away. I brought it back to my dwelling and tossed it on the dresser.

The following day, the leaflet remained on my dresser and beguiled me with another read-through. It now mirrored a dating club, escorting me through my need for an amour. Only ten pounds to belong to such a club, and I was convinced they were fibbing about the orgies.

Feeling indecently daring, I texted the phone number provided. Moments later, I received a welcoming message and was instructed to meet the treasurer outside the student union at 10 am.

Reporting there, clutching my ten pounds, I found a surprise - the treasurer was none other than the overbearing Dan.

"Not you!" I groaned, shaking my head.

"What a cordial greeting," he quipped, displaying that cute grin again.

I stayed firm on my stance, maintaining distance with my money clenched. "Hold onto that till you pass our trial, you can't enroll just anyone," he clarified.

"Trial?" I raised my brows curiously.

"We can't let anyone join unless they've seduced a member," he explained, "So that we ensure you relish the enticing sex with whomever you link up with."

I was rather astonished by this arrangement, but felt an odd arousal too. "And who among the committee can I please?" I asked.

"Consider Dan," the man suggested with an amused smirk.

I thought to myself: "Why not?" I assumed the provocative posture and tightened my arms across my chest.

"Of course I am," I laughed, "Do you want me to go and do it with you right now? Or would you prefer someone else, maybe another guy or a girl? I can show you your options."

"Are you suggesting we fuck right now?" I asked in disbelief.

"It's your choice, but I do have a lecture at 11, so make up your mind quickly," he said nonchalantly, glancing at his phone discreetly. He was extremely attractive, with a well-built physique but not too bulky. His face was smooth and boyish, complete with those curls of hair.

My pussy started to tingle when I looked at him. However, I wasn't really the type of person to do this kind of thing. So I thought to myself, I'll just tell him to fuck off and leave.

"Where would we even go?" I questioned, "If I was actually interested."

"Somewhere private," he shrugged, "If you can't wait to fuck, society members only use this place in the ornamental gardens."

"I'm not the desperate one, pal!" I said firmly.

My pussy started to throb just by looking at this guy's crotch. It looked like he had a pretty impressive bulge in his tight jeans. Surely it wasn't just that, there had to be something in his pockets.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking unbothered.

My heart was pounding now, and I'm pretty sure I was glowing from embarrassment. "Why don't you show me this garden?" I inquired, my voice shaking, "But don't expect me to fuck you."

He took me through the University gardens and over a bridge. We found ourselves in a tranquil little valley with an ornamental pond. There were few people around at this time of day. I'd been this way before, but he led me through a gate I'd never noticed, then up a winding path through some bushes.

At the top of the hill, there was a wooden-framed bench under a little shelter. It was secluded and peaceful.

"So this is where perverts come to fuck, right?" I asked curiously.

"Sometimes," he chuckled. And then we were kissing again, his hands on the back of my head, pulling me towards him. My heart was racing, and a rush of pleasure shot through my body straight to my pussy. I think I even moaned out loud.

He pulled away, leaving me panting for more. "Sit down here" he ordered me.

I did as I was told, sitting on the bench with my eyes at his crotch. He unfastened his belt, undid his zipper, then slowly pulled his jeans and underwear down to his thighs, his hard cock springing free. I couldn't help but notice how big it was, it seemed thick and long. He gripped it firmly and it started to pulsate.

"Suck my dick," he demanded.

My hands held his shaft as I leaned forward to lick and suck the head with my tongue. Although I couldn't fit much in my mouth, I bobbed my head back and forth, enjoying his taste. He obviously felt good as he told me "Good girl".

He let me suck him for a few minutes, then told me to stand up. He grabbed me by the shoulders, kissed me passionately, then lifted my skirt and pulled down my panties, leaving them around my ankles. "Turn around," he instructed.

I turned to face away, and bent over the bench, placing my hands on it. I felt him spread my ass cheeks, admiring my wet sore spot. Fuck, I barely knew him and yet he could see my asshole.

He ran his finger along the edge of my vagina, picking up some of my wetness and then circling my clit with it. I felt a strong wave of pleasure rush through my whole body with every movement. Next, he slipped two fingers inside me, opening me up and rubbing against my inner walls. My goodness, it felt so good and also so naughty.

Then his cockhead touched my folds, a slight pressure against my opening. I could feel him entering me. His cock, so thick, stretched me as he slid deep inside me. His cock penetrated me as the walls of my cunt grabbed hold of him firmly inside my wet depths. Wow, he was massive! But it felt fantastic.

He began to fuck me, pushing his large cock into me repeatedly. I cried out with every thrust as he went deeper than I had ever experienced before. Expressions of shock escaped my lips. His hands held me up by my hips.

Suddenly I was climaxing. My cunt tightened and pulsated around him, sending a tsunami of orgasm surging over me. I had to steady myself with both hands on the bench as I became dizzy. But he didn't stop. He kept fucking me hard.

When I had partially regained my senses, I turned my head and saw two girls standing further away, leaning on a tree and observing us. The blonde girl grabbed the smaller, brunette girl in front of her, and I noticed her hand in the brunette's jeans.

"Don't worry," panted Dan between thrusts, "They're Society members. They're just waiting, it's their turn."

The fact that they were watching made me climax again. It was unbearable. Dan's thrusts were starting to get rougher when suddenly he stopped, letting out a low growl. His throbbing cock was as deep as he could go inside me, and I felt his cum explode out of it and fill me all the way.

He began gentler thrusts, and with each thrust, more of his cum poured out of my cunt onto the floor. Finally, he took his cock away and it came pouring out as well, soaking my knickers and the floor. I stood straight up and turned. His mouth met mine in a deep, passionate kiss.

"Holy fuck," I panted, still out of breath. "I've never done anything like that before."

"You're a slut at heart," Dan grinned. "Welcome to the Sex Society."

"So did I pass?" I chuckled, still dripping with cum on my legs and my knickers around my ankles.

"With flying colors," he answered.

I grabbed some tissues out of my bag and tried to clean up the best I could. Almost half of him hadn't been wet with our juices.

After talking to his housemates, we headed back out to the path. "When can we do that again?" I asked Dan. "In a more comfortable place?"

"Of course," he replied. "I don't have any lectures tomorrow afternoon. I'll text you my address."

The next day, I arrived at Dan's house and he welcomed me in. I was wearing a low-cut top showing off my non-existent cleavage and a short skirt. He kissed me deeply, his hand clutching my ass.

Meeting his housemates was awkward. Molly and Josie, who were also third years, welcomed me warmly. Molly was a short girl with a pretty face and a pierced lower lip, while Josie was a bit geekier but also very pretty.

"We heard you're one of the new members of the Society," Josie said with a little wave. I wondered if they thought me rude for not realizing everyone in the house was a Society member. "I bet you're going to love it!"

"That's right," I said, possibly looking a bit embarrassed about joining the sex society. "Are all of you members?" I asked cautiously, afraid that three dorky-looking students would be attending their meetings, but also unsure if I should judge them based on their appearances.

Molly replied eagerly, "Yes, of course."

I was curious what they really thought of the Society. It seemed quite taboo, yet so appealing.

Chapter 2 - An Afternoon at Dan's

The following day, I showed up at Dan's house and he let me in. I had chosen to wear a low-cut top emphasizing my nonexistent cleavage and a short skirt. Dan greeted me with a passionate kiss, his hand going up my skirt and grabbing hold of my ass.

I was introduced to his housemates in the kitchen: Molly, Josie, and Matt.

Molly and Josie, also third-year students, said hello to me warmly. Lacking cleavage, I was curious what they really thought of the Society. It seemed so daring but exciting.

"We heard you're one of the new members of the Society," said Josie with a smile. "You're going to absolutely love it!"

"Sure," I said, feeling a little embarrassed by joining the sex society. "To be honest, I'm not sure what to think of everyone here looking like computer scientists."

Molly chuckled, "Don't judge a book by its cover." She hugged the smaller brunette girl with her, whose hand was in the brunette's jeans.

Dan assured me, "Don't worry, these are Society members. They're just waiting. It's their turn."

I couldn't believe I was about to have sex in front of them.

Matt remarked, "$amp;quot;Dan always manages to snag the hottest new members.$amp;quot; Smiling at me, he made me feel hot in response. He was nice-looking too, though dressed in a nerdy v-neck sweater and slacks, with slicked-back hair and a neatly groomed beard.

We chatted for a while, Molly brought me a coffee, and they made me feel quite welcome. Molly also had a geeky appearance, with thick-rimmed glasses and a ponytail. However, there was an undeniable vibe I couldn't quite describe, as if they were more than just friends, even Dan and Matt. When they passed each other, Matt put his hand on Dan's back in a way that suggested a closeness greater than friendship.

With time, Dan suggested we go to his room. Nervous anticipation surged through me again, and I followed him up the stairs. Curious about the relationships in the house, I questioned him, "$amp;quot;Is anyone of you couples? Even you and Matt?$amp;quot;

"$amp;quot;Yes, you could say that.$amp;quot; Dan opened his door and let me enter before him. "$amp;quot;We're all in a polycule.$amp;quot;"

"$amp;quot;Wait, all of you are dating each other? Even you and Matt?$amp;quot; I inquired, surprised.

"$amp;quot;Yes, that's correct.$amp;quot; Dan sat down on his bed, inviting me to join him. "$amp;quot;Is that a problem for you?$amp;quot;"

"$amp;quot;No, not at all.$amp;quot; I replied quickly, sitting next to him, "$amp;quot;It's just something I'm not used to.$amp;quot;"

Suddenly, all thoughts of their uncommon relationship dynamics evaporated as Dan picked my legs up, causing me to lie down roughly on the bed. He pulled off my panties and spread my legs wide open, leaning in to tongue me tenderly.

Waves of delight washed over me as his warm tongue explored my moisture. Fixated on my clit, he sucked on it before slowly massaging my button with his tongue. "$amp;quot;Fuck, that feels good!$amp;quot;" I moaned, feeling intense pleasure rumbling through my body. Gazing up, I noticed Dan had a mirror on the bedroom ceiling. I saw myself in the reflection, clutching my breasts, and experiencing the sensory overload as I sank deep into the duvet.

As he continued to lick and suck my clit, I could feel my climax approaching like a runaway train. I struggled to prevent myself from screaming, but as my climax grabbed hold, my body shook with pleasure as wave after wave washed over me. I watched myself come in the mirror. "$amp;quot;I think I discovered a new kink.,$amp;quot;"

Dan stood up, removing his trousers and underwear. Pulling his t-shirt over his head, he approached me, habituating my legs to his shoulders. "$amp;quot;What a slutty harpy you are,$amp;quot;" he teased with a grin, eliciting a melting response from me. His firm tool slid inside my wet cunt, stretching it with each thrust.

Unable to resist, I entwined my legs around his waist, supporting him as he continued to ravage me. I stared up at him in the mirror, watching his ass bobbing up and down as he thrust into me. He pounded me hard with unrelenting force, and soon, exhaustion took over.

I climaxed again, uttering a loud cry with each lunge. He held my wrists to the bed above, preventing me from moving. "$amp;quot;You naughty little whore.$amp;quot;" He sang with an amused smile. I felt his weight descend upon me as he continued to hump me savagely.

Another orgasm ravaged me, but I couldn't sense the end. My body smashed against his grip, but I couldn't budge. "$amp;quot;I've never been fucked with such ferocity before.$amp;quot;" I praised him, "$amp;quot;That was incredible.$amp;quot;"

As he continued to fuck me, the muscles in his body strained with the act. Eventually, he stopped, and removed himself from between my legs. He stood up by the bed, and grabbed his dick in his hand. I watched helplessly as rivulets of cum coated my intimate areas. Another spray of cum, and another, and finally, the last droplet glistened seductively at the tip of his prick.

I fell to my knees before him and licked it clean, pausing to savour its taste. "$amp;quot;Are you satisfied?,$amp;quot;" I asked, my mouth still filled with his cum. He chuckled softly and handed me a towel to wipe myself clean, and then joined me on the bed. We embraced, drenched in sweat, till we felt a bit more comfortable in our nakedness. "$amp;quot;I've never been fucked like that before.$amp;quot;" I confessed, "$amp;quot;This was amazing.$amp;quot;"

Dan stared at the ceiling, reflecting on the act, and eventually, Josie emerged from the kitchen. "$amp;quot;Hey, where is everyone?$amp;quot; he asked.

They made up their minds to engage in sexual activity, she responded, indicating the direction towards a different one of the bedrooms down the corridor. It appeared that the ruckus we caused had aroused them.

I felt my cheeks flush with colour as I recognized the sounds of sexual activity coming from that direction. Josie closed her laptop and stepped around the table to confront me.

"Did you enjoy Dan's generous endowment?" she enquired, smiling mischievously.

"Absolutely," I replied, feeling even more self-conscious.

"Was it aggressive and degrading?" she continued, pressing for more details.

"Yes, and I quite enjoyed it," I responded, a bit disoriented by the turn of events.

"Dan! I've warned you before to hold back with new partners. Be more gentle and less of a chauvinistic monster!"

Just as I was about to depart, she hugged me. "Will I see you at tomorrow's Society Social?"

"Probably," I said, unsure how to respond.

Josie guided me out the door with one hand while slapping my rear end with the other, making me shriek with surprise.

"Dan!" I heard Josie chastise him from the kitchen.

Immediately following the Society Social on Wednesdays, the Sex Society event would take place in the student union. While other societies had their gatherings in the busier part of the bar, we were given a corner to have a more private and less rowdy setting. There was no chance of private encounters there, though, as that would happen in a separate location.

Upon my arrival, Josie made sure I was included in everything. Molly and Matt greeted me as well. "Dan's habitually late," Molly told me, "He's probably engaged in physical intimacy with someone."

I spotted some familiar faces. There were also freshers, including a chap called Andy from my mathematics class, who sported slicked-back hair and rather thick glasses. He was notably quiet and sensible; it was difficult to imagine him having a relationship, let alone being part of the Sex Society. Had he somehow stumbled upon the wrong table?

We began to get quite intoxicated. Josie urged me to mingle with others, "You know, if you find anyone attractive, I'm sure they'd take you home with them," she suggested, implying that I was the hottest new participant.

"Phooey!" I laughed, "No one wants me."

"Are you serious?" she countered, "Name the one person you'd choose if you could have anyone here."

I glanced over to a nearby table where a blonde girl sat, her abundant breasts almost spilling out of her top, bouncing with each of her movements.

"Her?" I inquired, pointing at the buxom girl.

Josie glanced in her direction. "That's Cody," she confirmed, "She was previously head cheerleader before coming over here. She's American."

Cody was indeed stunning, partly because of her vibrant blonde hair and partially due to her striking chest. Not only was she being pounced on by a lot of guys, but her bosoms were threatening to pop out of her top, jiggling with each movement.

"Maybe I'll introduce you to her," Josie offered, taking me over to the blonde's table.

Coincidentally, Cody was rather kind. She had a pleasing American accent as well, which distinguished her and piqued my interest. The attention I was receiving from the lads present also increased now that I was by her side. It was challenging not to fixate on her enormous bust.

"Cody, this is a friend of mine, Dan," Josie announced.

While talking to her, I kept glancing at her enormously endowed cleavage. It was hard to ignore the fact that many individuals in the room were fixated on her as well.

"I need the bathroom," Cody stated, "Do you require assistance?"

"Yes," I agreed, assuming we'd be joining restroom lines together.

When we approached the toilet, many individuals exited, some in pairs. Despite observing the couples leave, I couldn't help but wonder if they had indulged in sexual encounters inside.

We reached the front, and a couple emerged, both looking a bit dishevelled - the girl was sweating profusely and flushed. Her chest was shining and her face was glowing. The guy, on the other hand, was smiling and seemed to be having a great time. It was evident they had engaged in a sexual act in the bathroom.

While I was still staring at her underwear visible under her skirt, Cody dragged me into the cubicle. It smelled of sex and semen and it was both very repulsive but also causing me to get aroused. I observed the bin overflowing with tissues and used condoms. How many people had been having sex in here tonight?

Cody pulled up her skirt, dropped her panties to her ankles, and sat on the toilet, spreading her legs wide open. I had a full view of her completely shaven pussy and a steady stream of urine as she relaxed and allowed it to flow. "Oh my god, I needed that," she said in her sexy American accent. "So, you're new here? Who've you fucked already?" she asked, with the urine still coming. Apparently, she had been holding it in for a while.

"Only Dan. Twice," I replied, "He's just so huge!"

"I know, right?" giggled Cody. She had finished, wiped, and then washed her hands in the sink. I took my turn, pulling down my panties and sitting down. Feeling a little shy, I kept my legs tight together and my skirt gathered around my knees so Cody wouldn't see.

Finishing up at the sink, she turned to me, "Have you had your eye on any of the girls?"

I sensed this was a loaded question. I blushed and stammered, "Er..."

"Josie mentioned you liked the look of me," she said. Her voice became silky and seductive.

"I did mention something like that," I admitted, embarrassed. "In private." I'd finished my business now and stood up. Cody was close, and I couldn't really bend down to pull up my panties. Suddenly, her lips were on mine, and she gently opened her mouth, also opening mine. Her tongue entered my mouth, and I felt a rush of blood to my exposed pussy.

I felt myself melting into her arms, returning the kiss, my tongue dancing with hers. Cody's hand slid between my legs, stroking my trimmed pubic hair, and one of her fingers lightly touched my clit. A jolt of pleasure shot through my body, and I kissed her harder.

She turned me so my back was against the wall and pressed me against it. Her fingers were circling and rubbing my clit more firmly now and I was breathing deeply with arousal. I had admired her enormous breasts all night and now I found my hands reaching out to touch them. I removed the strap of her shirt and bra on one side, and one of her breasts popped out. The nipple was much darker than I had thought, and so big and firm. I rubbed it with my fingers and pulled on it, making her moan too.

All the while, Cody continued to rub my clit more intently. I felt my orgasm approaching within me as I squeezed her breast and pulled on her nipple. Suddenly it appeared, overwhelming me and my legs went weak; thankfully Cody was still holding me against the wall. I cried out as it enveloped me in pleasurable sensations, one drawn-out cry that seemed to last forever.

She stepped back as we separated from each other. Cody was standing there with a slight smile on her face and one enormous breast hanging out. "Turn around," she said.

I turned around and leaned against the wall, placing my hands on it, pressing my butt towards her. She lifted my skirt up and knelt down behind me. She spread me open with her hands, taking a good look at my dripping wet pussy. "Fuuuck, you're so wet," she said. I felt it was soaking her fingers.

And then, unexpectedly, she inserted her tongue in my anus. Right in my anus. I emitted a cry of surprise, but it quickly became a moan of pleasure. Fuck, that felt sensational, her warm tongue swimming around my rectum and lapping at the opening. She slid two fingers inside my juicy opening, and I came again, my legs shaking as I leaned against the wall.

But she didn't stop, her tongue continued to caress my anus and her fingers fucked me. "Oh my god, Cody," I moaned, "That's sooo good." I came yet again, closing my eyes and letting the sensation wash over my entire body.

She stood and we kissed clumsily as the afterglow of my orgasms still filled me. However, now I wanted to return the favour. I began taking control, pushing her back against the sink behind her. I removed her panties and she partially sat on the sink, opening her legs for me. I loved the sight of her smooth, neat pussy, so different from my own.

As I carried on kissing her, I pushed my middle two fingers as deep as they could go into her pussy. It was warm and wet. I curled them up and began to fuck her with my fingers, increasing speed the more I did so. I could feel various textures of her pussy on my fingers, and it tightened and pulsed around them. Inside the opening was a rougher texture of her G-spot, and I started to bang my fingers into it as I fingered her. She was now moaning loudly, "Oh yes, exactly like that, you'll make me squirt."

It didn't take much longer, and I heard the characteristic squelching noise. She cried out as a torrent of liquid gushed out of her onto the floor, soaking my hand. "Don't stop!" she pleaded.

I kept on hitting her G-spot. Every time her release began to subside, I increased my pace once more, bringing her to yet another climax until the floor was soaked in it.

Eventually she couldn't take anymore and pushed me away. "Oh my god," she moaned, half-closed eyes and a heavy pant, "We should possibly put down some paper towels."

We returned to our presentable state and re-entered the cubicle. Three other boys entered soon after we did, and they slotted in behind us. Cody looked at me with wide eyes. The two of us giggled. "Enjoy yourselves gentlemen," Cody said as the door closed, "Be careful not to slip on the wet floor."

***

We rejoined the party in the bar. Dan had arrived and slapped my butt before kissing my cheek. "Clearly, you've met Cody and her incredulously large breasts," he bantered.

Cody playfully hit him on the arm. "You didn't consider them ridiculous when you were blasting your employees on them with your rather large cigar."

The night carried on with more drinks and a lot of laughter. I couldn't help but notice that Andy, the geeky one from my class, was receiving quite a lot of attention from girls over the course of the night. As if he hadn't been with one just moments before, he disappeared in the direction of the football club on the other side of the bar. He returned 10 minutes later. Despite not looking the type to attract many girls, I was curious as to what was going on with him.

Eventually the crowds around our tables began to dissipate. Molly headed out with a good looking boy. Then Matt, hand in hand with an attractive Asian girl. Josie, who had been missing from our company for over an hour, hurried back. "I've met some very attractive boys from the football team," she revealed. "And I really want to suck some cock tonight."

Despite the unusual statement, I was even more surprised. "Where are you going to go?" I asked.

"Come with me," Josie said, taking my coat and leading me by the hand to the door.

The four of us rounded the back of the student union. We ended up by a brick wall and Josie began kissing the boy she'd been with before. I considered this an opportunity and kissed the other guy, unaware of his name. He was fairly tall, and I had to reach up to kiss him. He tasted nice as our tongues danced together. I felt his strong hands grab my butt, and my arousal began to stir.

Josie proceeded to get on her knees on the grass and removed the other boy's trousers and briefs just enough to release his erect penis. I observed as she guided it into her mouth with one hand.

Copying Josie, I lowered myself to my knees, unbuttoned my guy's trousers and pulled down his briefs. I noticed his cock was about average in size, far from the monstrosity of Dan's, but I enjoyed the sensation of his rock-hard shaft. His balls were tight against the base of his stiff penis. With one hand, I played with his balls while massaging them gently with my other. He let out a sigh of contentment.

I decided to tease him a little more, so I licked all the way up his shaft to the tip, wrapping my tongue around the head. I could sense he was dying for me to apply my mouth to him, but I teased him some more and then engulfed his cock with my wet mouth, "Oh fuck!" he moaned.

Josie was really giving it all she had with the other guy's penis, her head bobbing back and forth as she sucked him in, taking more of his shaft into her mouth. I copied her moves and found myself easily accepting his entire length without discomfort. The sensation of his hard rod in my mouth had my pussy dripping wet, and I was feeling extremely horny. I never imagined I could enjoy giving a blowjob so much. Every soft moan and whimper from him was making me even more turned on.

We had managed to get his entire penis in my mouth by now, my lips pressed up against his body. I have no idea why I wasn't gagging; I could feel him stretching the back of my throat. I looked up at him and made eye contact with him. "Fuck," he moaned in relief.

I pulled back, removing his penis from my mouth, long streams of my saliva oozing from my lips. Josie continued to suck on her guy, and I was watching. "Holy fuck, Lucy," she exclaimed.

I chuckled, "I didn't know I could do that," I said.

"I need to learn how to do that too," she replied. "But, let's trade partners for a bit."

The boys exchanged glances with each other, seemingly not able to believe their luck. We switched over, and I took my place on the other boy while Josie suckled her partner. I held his cock and massaged his balls, all while slowly deep-throating him. "Oh my god!" he whispered.

Josie was going to town on her guy, her hand and mouth working together professionally. He was obviously close to cumming and had his eyes closed, shivering with anticipation. I stopped what I was doing and gazed at him, waiting. He let out a groan and reached for Josie's head, I could see his shaft and balls pulsating as his orgasm released into Josie's mouth. She swallowed repeatedly before cleaning the remaining drops from the head of his cock.

I refocused on the cock standing tall in front of me. I slowly began stroking his swollen veins while alternating between licking his glans and sucking his shaft. Muffles groans betrayed his enjoyment. "Yes, baby. I'm going to come," he said. He loudly groaned as I continued to pleasure him.

When he was on the brink, I opened my mouth and let his cum spurt into my mouth. I twirled my tongue around his shaft, then withdrew it as his load spread. Josie, seemingly curious, approached me and snatched the cum from my mouth. We both consumed the load while exchanging glances, each of us slightly satisfied with the end result.

We left the bar and lost the football boys. We've learned their names will forever remain a mystery.

Chapter 4 - Teaching Dan a Lesson

We ventured away from the football boys and back to Josie's place. I still didn't know their names. We had consumed a considerable amount of vodka and orange juice and soon found ourselves very intoxicated.

Dan entered the room and his eyes gleamed when he noticed us. "My favorite sluts!" he cried out.

Josie was displeased by his remark. She glared at him, "It's time we teach you some respect," she said, her voice perhaps half in jest.

Dan laughed, grabbed a beer from the fridge, and took a seat in a chair. Josie excused herself from our presence and returned a few moments later. She brought with her a velvet pouch and a pair of handcuffs and zip ties. "Have I been a naughty boy?" Dan inquired, half mocking her.

Together, Josie and I tied Dan to the chair, cuffing his hands behind his back. With the zip ties, we fastened his ankles to the chair as well, ensuring him a comfortable, but limited position. Finally, she placed a cloth between his teeth to muffle any sound he might make.

She removed his lower clothing, fully exposing his erect penis. Josie and I sat in front of him, kissing one another passionately. The sight of his hard dick didn't help to quell his frustrations. He squirmed in the chair, eager for some sort of release.

Josie slowly removed my clothing, caressing my skin as she did. When I was completely nude, she moved between my knees, slowly working her tongue into my folds. One orgasm after another gripped me, all while Dan watched.

She lifted up, still holding my gaze. Then she pulled me up and seductively kissed me once more before standing up and returning his gaze. That's when I saw how hard his cock was, straining against the zip tie.

I teased Dan by kissing both me and Josie slowly, tauntingly, as he grew evermore anxious. I went back to kiss Josie; our tongues intertwined perfectly as we shared the stolen cum.

The entire situation felt bizarre to me, something I had never pictured before. Josie positioned me with her hands as she presented Dan with my exposed insides. "Want to penetrate her vagina?" she questioned him. He let out a throaty growl and nodded energetically, his cock clearly engorged.

Josie left my insides spread apart and continued to insert her fingers into me. Her fingers quickly found my G-spot and aggressively thrusted into me, causing me to erupt in a torrent of squirting all over the kitchen floor. Dan watched and teetered on the verge of ecstasy, but was still immobilized by her careful hands.

As my ecstatic experience subsided, Josie removed her clothing and eased over the table, baring her own nakedness to me and my captor. "Taste my ass," she ordered me. I'd never considered it before, yet it seemed enticing and irresistible. Emboldened by my intrigue, I licked her and explored her, relishing the sound of her moans.

With a second undulation of heat, I slid my fingers into her wet cunt. It felt like a tight fit, but we were both captivated by the sensation. I continued to finger her as I licked her ass, employing insistent pressure that ultimately led to her climax. A gripping, pulsating release convulsed her body and produced passionate moans.

We shared moments of passion, caressing and touching one another in areas that were disparate from Dan's yearning. I made an effort to create audible noises, knowing they would only increase his clamorous desire.

Eventually, Josie approached him, liberated from the gag and walking with irresistible grace. "Do you have any words to say to us, Dan?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm going to violently screw the two of you," he declared.

"I was hoping for more reverent language," explained Josie. "It seems you still haven't learned your lesson."

Josie guided me into a corridor and secured me between a wall and her body. We kissed, while she again finger-fucked me. We responded by making noise that called more attention to our actions, causing him to become even more infuriated. "Come back, beautiful vixens!" he cried in desperation.

"Respectful terminology please," noted Josie. "I prefer 'goddesses'"

Josie and I returned to the kitchen. She commanded Dan and verbally questioned his intentions. "Do you agree to do as we instruct?"

"Yes, your dynamic and powerful goddesses," he answered.

Josie removed the cable ties locking him to the chair. She tended to the cuffs but retained them. "Bent over the table please," she said.

His pants rested at his ankles, his exposed hairy rear end and substantial aroused penis rested below. From her bag, she gathered a large vibrator, its skin-colored, veiny design resembled an authentic cock. She lubricated the head of the vibrator before activating its vibrations.

"I'm sorry," she remarked to the man. "Your misconduct cannot be tolerated." She rammed the vibrator inside him.

"Oh fuck!" he exclaimed as it inserted.

Josie navigated the vibrator in and out of him with full force as it buzzed loudly. I traded roles and held his testicles, providing a complementary stimulation. It became increasingly challenging for him to withhold coming despite our mutual efforts. His frantic insistence for permission finally overwhelmed her, who promptly allowed him release. Upon receiving permission, he unleashed a violent climax, spurting a large load across the floor.

Josie released me from the handcuffs after she was done. The rest of us proceeded up to her bedroom, where we snuggled together. Dan regained his hardness, and we took turns having sex with him for the next hour.

Chapter 5 - My First Orgy (part 1)

I was apprehensive about attending the orgy over the weekend, so Josie let me tag along. The event was held at a large student house owned by a society member. It was an old Victorian building with several bedrooms, and as we arrived, the party was already in full swing.

There wasn't anything overtly sexual happening at the moment; the living room was filled with loud music, and people sat on sofas around the edges, engrossed in conversations. The place was teeming with excitement, with individuals scattered in the hallways and on the stairs. While most were engaged in chit-chats, there was a hint of intimate moments taking place.

Josie stayed with me for a bit before she suggested I go talk to a guy she'd been pursuing for a few weeks. I allowed her to leave and sought out someone I knew to converse with. I noticed Andy, the nerdy guy from my math class, standing in a corner holding a can of beer, looking uneasy. I went up to him and said hi.

He seemed happy to see me. After a while, I couldn't suppress my curiosity. "How did you wind up joining the sex society, Andy?" I asked. "No offense, but you don't strike me as someone who would fit in."

"I'll take that as a compliment," he chuckled, grinning. "Honestly, I have no idea what happened. The first night at university, I met this girl. Back home, I'd never had much success with the ladies, but she was all over me. We went back to her place and ended up having sex multiple times. After that, she insisted I had to join the sex society."

"Sorry, did you say you did it six or seven times?" I said, wide-eyed.

"That's right, I was quite drunk at the time or it would've been even more," he replied.

"Wow, you came that many times?" I asked.

"Yup," he replied, taking a gulp of his beer.

"Are you saying you didn't take breaks?" I said, stunned.

"Nope, just one time after the other. Came in her, then fucked her again," he shrugged.

I laughed, "Andy, I think I can see why she said you had to join the society. Most guys can't stay hard and keep going that many times."

"Well, I've always been able to keep going," he sipped his beer, "and since then, she's been hooking me up with all her friends. I can't believe it; girls have been messaging me for sex almost every day. I didn't think university would be like this!"

Just then, an attractive blonde girl with almost out of her top bobbed up to us, "Andy!" she purred, rubbing her hands over his chest. "Great to see you here! Oh my god, I came so hard on Tuesday, same time next week?" She bounced off.

"See?" he said. "I don't really know what's going on. It's like a crazy, sex-filled roller coaster, and I'm just holding on for the ride."

Just then, three more girls approached us, "That's him!" said one of them, an attractive black girl with long braids. The other girls encircled him, their fingers trailing seductively over his arm and back. They were all gorgeous, their ensembles revealingly showcasing their curves.

"Will you come upstairs with us?" one of the others inquired. As she leaned over, I noticed her stockings peeking out from under her hideously short skirt.

"Sure," Andy said, looking a bit startled. He gave me a sheepish look, and the four of them went up the stairs, leaving me by myself in the vibrant party environment.

***

I wandered around the party, immersing myself in the vibe. Dialogue flowed, and laughter rang out as the energy created by alcohol and ecstasy intensified. In the living room, the ambiance transformed into a lively dance scene. The throbbing beats of the music incited a more uninhibited outlook. Some of the girls, consumed by the music's beats, had removed their tops, revealing their lace bras that accentuated their chests, glistening with a sheen of sweat from their vigorous dancing.

In the couches around the perimeter, couples engaged in intimate moments. Among them, I noticed Cody seated between two guys. She was dressed in just a bra and some shorts, flaunting her captivating figure. The plentiful swell of her ample breasts overflowed her bra, drawing attention to her massive bosom. Cody was engaged in a passionate coupling, alternating between ardent kisses with both boys. Their hands roamed over her thighs, and the air crackled with anticipation. Cody's heavy breathing hinted at an imminent escalation. [Cut off]

Sometimes, a couple would ascend the stairs together, piquing my curiosity, particularly concerning what happened to Andy and the other girls. Choosing to venture up there myself, I ascended the staircase, bypassing a pair of goths making out passionately. The young man held the young woman's shirt, feeling her breasts while they kissed fervently.

At the top, a generous landing greeted me with several rooms diverging from it. Some doors were ajar, permitting the sounds of passion to emanate from several of them.

Suddenly, Dan emerged from one of the rooms, still followed by another guy fastening his belt. The other man descended the stairs, leaving Dan to spot me and initiate a chat. "Hey, it's my favorite new sexual partner," he said.

"I adore how you talk to me like that," I responded, offering him a grin. This feeling genuinely excited me, a sensation I hadn't expected a few weeks ago.

He approached, reducing the space between us and cornering me against the wall. His hefty hands clamped around my wrists, raising them over my head and firmly securing them against the wall. His face loomed close to mine. He pressed his lips to mine, but then he blew me a kiss, leaving me to try to get him back. I attempted to return the kiss, but staying pressed against the wall made it difficult for me to reach him.

He descended to my neck, grazing it lightly with his lips, and then fondled my cleavage. He knew how to inspire desire in me. Shifting to grip both my wrists with one hand, he used the other to manipulate my top, unveiling my bosom. Why did he always make me crazy? My desire for him escalated, and my pussy ached for his touch.

He encircled my nipple with his fingers and vigorously pinched it, making me gasp in pleasure. "Do you want my penis?" he inquired.

"Indeed, please," I breathed, my voice uncovering my fervency.

Harnessing his free hand, he unzipped his trousers and withdrew his sizable penis. He reached under my skirt, sliding my underwear to the side and pushing his penis into my wet pussy. I let out a loud groan as I lifted my legs, embracing him. He vigorously gripped my buttocks with both hands, offering support while he thrust with determination into me against the wall.

In the hallway outside, people approached, seemingly oblivious as Dan carnally penetrated me and controlled me against the wall. We remained clothed, albeit with my breasts exposed. My arms wound tightly around his neck, bringing him in for a passionate kiss while also feeling his penis stretching me. "I'm your sex partner, your whore," I whispered in his ear as he forcefully moved within me, "You may utilize me at any time you choose."

"Yes, I realize," he murmured, his fingers kneading my ass cheeks as he pushed two of them into my anus. He'd penetrated me beyond what I had anticipated. And then I felt a finger from each hand slide into my anus, stretching it wider.

"I'm about to climax," I gasped in his ear, "Fuck me more forcefully."

He accelerated his movements, ramming me against the wall. Just as I reached my climax, experiencing powerful waves of pleasure coursing through my body, the man stepped away from me, hiding his hard veiny penis back into his pants. Was that all there was to it? He hadn't climaxed, although I was still drained from my orgasm. He kissed me lightly and strolled away, abandoning me breathless against the wall and feeling slightly disoriented. I knew I needed someone else to fuck me shortly.

I was in a haze, experiencing a slightly stoned sensation. I cautiously peeked into an open door. On the bed, two pairs were passionately screwing, immersed in the intensity of the moment. Both men were on top of the women in the missionary position, with their pelvises grinding against their partners. I could distinctly see the women's vaginas wrapping around their cocks as they fucked, the men quixotically pumping and their balls slapping against the women's asses. The bedroom was filled with the sounds of passion, immediately causing a flush on my face and a summit of joy between my thighs.

The experience of watching them left me with a powerful sense of arousal and a pleasant warmth between my legs. Unable to withstand the temptation, my hand moved lower, caressing my thigh, and then swerved under my dress. I debated whether I should continue viewing and touching myself in this open space.

Suddenly, I was conscious of someone standing behind me. A tall man with a beard had arrived, observing the same explicit scene with me. I glanced at him, and our eyes met for a moment before I looked away out of embarrassment. My body was running hot with arousal and pleasure, and my pussy was still aching from Dan's dick. I felt an unexpected attraction to this powerful, silent man, watching the sexy display with me.

Adventurously, I shifted slightly backward till my posterior brushed against him. I could sense his bulge in his jeans. He assuredly comprehended my tacit invitation, and pushed against me subsequently. His arms circled me and he safeguarded me from behind. One of the girls on the bed attained climax, emitting a scream. I was so turned on I almost panted with yearning and my underwear seemed saturated.

I grazed my derriere against his bulge and perceived his cock grow stiffer. His palms relocated my breasts, and he commenced squeezing and palpitating them both through my top, evoking me to emit a moan of pleasure.

"Slip your penis into me," I uttered, now desperate and astonished that I was about to execute this with a complete stranger.

His palms left my tits, and he unfastened his trousers, drawing out his hard cock. I pushed my bottom outward, upholding myself on the door frame. I grasped the feeling of his hands displacing my underwear, his fingertips brushing my soaking wet slot, and subsequently his cock was jamming up inside me. "Fuck!" I exclaimed hypothetically. It felt phenomenal. He was ample and girthy, enlarging me and slipping up inside me as I remained there.

His hands encompassed me once more, restraining me and palpitating my breasts as his cock thrust up inside me. A different couple amorous on the bed were fornicating in the doggy-style stance concurrently, both couples still rutting passionately. My hand meandered within my underwear, and I tickled my clit; I was almost at the edge of climaxing, and that pushed me over the edge. My vision faded out, and my limbs trembled as a supreme orgasm claimed me. I'd have descended to the ground if my accomplice hadn't been encompassing me, his hands on my small, perky breasts as he fucked me.

The intensity of our intimacy nonetheless continued, nevertheless he rammed his cock inside me with vigor and rubbed my nipples. The other couple we'd been gazing at attained closure too, the man ejecting in her and saturating her with his sperm, which surged out as he unsheathed.

My associate was close to ejaculating as well, his respiration accelerated and irregular behind me as he nuzzled and gripped my neck. He emitted a low groan in my ear as I sensed him expel within me, filling me with his warm semen. He pressed his mammoth cock deep inside me, preserving his taut penis in me as each ejaculatory spurt of semen was expelled. I quickened my rate of pace on my clit and interlaced climaxing myself, the orgasm feeling like a liberation as it wæs surging through me.

The couples in the room were interweaved in a large clammy heap subsequently. My very own associate sluggishly extracted his cock from me, and I experienced his semen trickle down my leg. I switched and kissed him. "Thank you," I uttered. Was it customary etiquette to acknowledge someone for ejaculating inside you in an orgy?

He was still panting. I realized that next to knowing his identity, I hadn't even heard him pronounce a word yet. Following the removal of his trousers, he declared, "I'm Simon."

I smiled back at him, "Lucy. Delighted to meet you too." It seemed rather odd to be introducing ourselves like this as his semen flowed down my leg.

"Can I provide you my phone number?" he queried, "I'd love to deplete with simply the two of us someday."

"Certainly, I'd relish that too," I retorted, attaining my mobile phone from my handbag and handing it to him to enter his registration.

Simon reinitiated his commutation to the party, and eventually I discovered the toilet to streamline myself. That slate on the door extracted a grin; "No fornicating in the lavatory, respectively people desire to discharge!"

A brunette with light blue eyes spotted me in the doorway, "Hey, it's your friend, Andy's friend, come in! Join us!" She welcomed me with a charming grin, indicating for me to enter the room.

I stepped inside, inhaling the bundle of illicit scents - a mixture of sweat and passion, it filled the room. The blonde girl was now riding Andy's cock, her slender ass clenching and relaxing in perfect timing as she climbed up and down on him. Andy also obtained his release, his scrotum tensing and his cock forming pulsations as he pumped his cum into her. Eventually, it dripped down, crossing her ass crack.

The brunette then noticed my presence and beckoned to me, "Andy's friend, come closer, kiss me." My heart raced as I complied, locking our lips and tongues in a passionate exchange. Her fingertips stroked my back, her hands wandered through my hair, and she fondled my sides.

My eyes widened as I noticed the other girl on the sidelines - a redhead with a wild mane of curly hairs and a red dress, she too partook in this escapade. Her expression of bliss was unforgettable as she rode Andrew's cock, grinding her hips into him. How passionate her lovemaking was!

"It's time for Tilly to get some action," brunette declared giddily, motioning for a redhead to climb on the scene. The redhead giggled innocently, as she quickly stripped off her underwear and climbed onto Andy's hard cock. She gasped in relief as he penetrated her, pushing deeper with each thrust.

Then the blonde girl whispered, "Come closer and kiss me."

With my heart pounding, I leaned in and kissed her, our breath mingling with each other. Her lips were warm and celestial; the deeper I kissed, the more our tongues danced. I felt a sudden urge to feel her, so I slid my hand down to her thighs and stroked her soft fleshes. I touched her private areas and felt how full of cum she was.

The redhead reached her peak, her cries could be heard throughout the room. Her nipples were large and pale, stretched from the force of her orgasm. She flushed bright red in the face as she came and reached further down, tousling Andy's hair.

"Time to have a go for Andy," said the brunette girl with a smile.

The redhead climbed off from Andy and flopped on the bed as if to make room for him. Then Andy positioned himself between the brunette's legs and inserted his cock into her pussy. He began to thrust into her lush folds, causing her to thrust her chest out and moan aloud.

While this was going on, I occasioned a passionate kiss with the brunette, regarding each other under the sheets. But the redhead and the blonde girl weren't the only ones to participate - they groped my breasts, revealing a couple of dark greenish nipples, and kissed me on the cheeks, lips and neck. After a few moments, I felt a familiar throbbing sensation and knew my orgasm was coming.

"Your time has come, Andy, don't you think?" said the brunette girl as her brows raised.

The redhead gracefully exited and the blonde girl stayed behind, watching my eyes fixed on Andy. Together, we shared a momentary silence in anticipation.

"Andy *** ," I said, barely able to contain my arousal. My head fell back in ecstasy and I felt my inward plastering erupt upon his completion, shooting out delicious liquid into his cock, eventually soaking the sheets beneath.

The blonde girl and the redhead grinned and quickly pulled my clothes off, the brunette exclaiming, "Andy's fit and still ready for more!" Then they chuckled as they indulged in his boner.

"Watching him fuck his friend sounds like a great time," said the brunette girl. All present agreed; we could sense it. I sat erect, fully naked now, and the blonde girl helped me slide onto the bed.

I slowly moved and noticed his extraordinary devilish beauty. The brunette girl shoved him on top of me. I didn't know what to expect, let alone comprehend the level of satisfaction about to be produced. A sudden spinning sensation above me, followed by his hardwork entering me. His cock pressed into me, then he began thrusting into me, so intensely I could no longer maintain self-composure. To arouse me, I kissed the brunette girl. She responded by exploring my mouth. The redhead and the brunette girl intensified his thrusts with their pent-up libido, not to mention the black girl who so desirely smacked Andy's behind to even harder fucking.

I lay there, my entire being enveloped in unparalleled pleasure as these souls focused on my arousal. The fountain of climaxes expanded within, the intensity associable to the feelings I never felt before. No wonder, it was an experience shared by a group of women who only wanted me to be satisfied. I shamelessly convulsed with waves of orgasms.

The blonde girl and the redhead even assisted me, they held on to me reassuringly.

I was flushed red with heat, waves of energy, rises and falls, and utter wanton emotion flooded through my pores. Eventually, I experienced the mother of all orgasms, a fresh feeling which blended deliciously with the glorious feel of being cherished by beautiful souls. After a few moments, I experienced complete exhaustion.

"Geek no more," the redhead cooed, while THEY" the brunette whispered "wasn't he amazing?" We slowly relaxed, occasionally giggling and congratulating each other on a saved memory. And I tumbled through those areas of pleasure at ease; I have found a wonderful new personal treat.

Andy persisted in penetrating me, hitting all the ideal spots. The unmatchable pleasure accumulated within me, and I recognized the familiar throbbing sensation that foretold another forthcoming climax.

Tilly, with her exquisite blonde tresses, leant near and kissed me passionately whilst pinching my breasts. The taste of her lips mixed with the charged atmosphere of amour, enhancing the overall sensationalism. As my culmination edged closer, the area seemed to spin with enchantment. I could not hold back any more, and my body jerked from the strength of an intense orgasm.

Andy withdrew and lay me horizontally on the sofa, then he penetrated me from behind and started pounding me aggressively. Tilly repositioned herself in front of me and opened her legs, inviting me to feast on her luscious, unshaven bush. Without any moment of hesitation, I stuffed my face into her delightful, delectable pussy, excitedly tasting the remnants of Andy's sperm that kept leaking from within her.

He continually hammered me with his sizable dick, augmenting my satisfaction until I climaxed again. Finally, I encountered the warmth of his emission as he discharged deep within my being, his sperm cascading outwards and dripping down my legs.

Andy collapsed on the bed, panting. "Good grief, girls, I must catch my breath," he grunted.

They laughed. "I reckon that's reasonable after four creampies," muttered the redhead.

"We've never come across someone who can persist without a halt like you," commented the black woman, affectionately stroking his leg.

"Will you come visit us at your abode tomorrow?" enticed Tilly, passionately kissing his cheek.

"All right, but I'm still on the cusp of perceiving why all this is taking place for me," Andy replied with a contented sigh.

We fixed up and got dressed, then I returned to the nightclub. The ambience had become even more charged. Nearly everyone in the dance zone was now shirtless, both boys and girls, glistening with sweat as they convulsed together. Limbs collided intimately, and the girls impudently thrust their butts against the boys' lustful erections.

Improvised sofas lining the margins were simmering. Cody, in all her nakedness, was consumed by bliss. One of her partners had two fingers embedded in her steaming-hot pussy, whilst the other was slurping on her taut nipple.

In an armchair tucked away in the corner, Dan sat statically, observing the dance floor. Two girls, adorned in fishnet stockings and crop tops, crouched in front of him on the floor, zealously kneading his grand cock.

The ether brewed with an electric, sexual dynamism, almost exploding into a full-blown orgy. Following the extravagant encounters I'd already endured, I cast off any remaining avoidance. Completely open to anything, there was nearly naught I would disclaim, and the anticipation of everything unfolding excited me greatly.

I felt a captivating blend of exhilaration and excitement, my awareness heightened by the pulsating rhythms of bodies working in unison on the dance floor. The unconstrained environment of the party had swamped me, erasing any residual reservations.

I joined in the dancing, letting the entrancing beats guide my movements. Bodies rubbed up against mine, hands plumbing the depths of precincts unseen, and I surrendered to the collective energy of the chamber. The dance floor transformed into a pulsating sanctuary of sensuality, and each sway and gyration propelled me deeper into the erotic cloth that fate had sewn.

One in particular, strutted forward, his strong, joyous movements attuned to the music's cadence. He displayed a toned physique, his well-defined muscles visible beneath the flimsy illumination cast by the lamps. His dark tresses were wet with perspiration. Our bodies intertwined, the heat between us became palpable. His deft hands delved into the hollows of my curves, gripping my hips as we pressed our bodies against one another.

Then I experienced a sudden shock of delight and thrill as he pulled my shirt off my shoulders, unveiling my bounteous bosom adorned in a bra underneath. He nestled me in his arms, kissing me, his tongue forced its way into my mouth. I succumbed to his arms, my hands on his awesomely muscular buttocks as we kissed.

At the margins of the party, I noticed that Cody was now being thrust inside by one of the chaps. His divine behind exhibited smooth, firm buttocks rising and descending between her thighs as she kissed the other chap. I'd never felt such stimulation.

And then I experienced my shirt fall away; my breasts were naked like many others. His productive hand massaged my comparatively petite bosom, reawakening a sensation nearly approaching climax.

I struggled to reach his tumescent dick. "Fuck me," I whispered in his ear as we danced. I anticipated him leading me to the upper level, but he thrust me to the sofa that Cody was being fucked on and bent me over the arm of it. My face was centimeters from Cody's sumptuous, swaying joys.

He drew down my knickers and impaled me from behind with his hard prick, right in front of the entire gathering. Not that most of them were paying attention; the greater part were busily groping, rubbing, or sucking the attendant men by now.

I was overcome with confusion and arousal, trying to recall the specifics of what had transpired after that moment of wild orgies. It seemed like an endless stream of sweaty bodies, entwined in passionate moments of intimacy. There were breasts and backs and rear ends everywhere, and a multitude of men took turns at different times placing themselves inside me.

There was a moment when I found myself enveloped in Cody's arms, our legs intertwined, both of us being ravished while we kissed, our lips finding solace in each other's mouths. At another point, a stranger forcefully claimed my attention, grabbing my hair and shoving his manhood towards my mouth. It was Dan. "I always knew you'd be a whore," he taunted as I gagged on his member. Later, I vaguely recall someone else pulling out of my womanhood and leaving his seed on my back. Josie was there, her lips pressed against mine, mouthful of his semen. These events dissolved into a haze.

Fast forward to a week later, I'm seated in a classroom, waiting for the professor to begin their lecture. Idly doodling with a pen on my notebook, I failed to notice an individual settling in the seat adjacent to me. Eventually he was prompted to introduce himself.

"Hey, I might know you?" Max said nervously, glancing around anxiously.

"Hi, I'm not sure. Where did you recognize me?" I inquired.

"Think there was a weekends worth of sexual activity involving some people in our organization -- were you there?" He inquired, our voices low so no one else could overhear.

I laughed nervously, "Yeah, that was quite the spectacle!" I couldn't help but steal glances at him. He was certainly quite stunning: beautiful, half-Asian features, dark hair, and dark eyes.

"I'm sorry if we didn't, um... You know, get intimate?" He asked shyly.

"I'm not quite sure, who were you...? Oh, you were the one behind me, right?" I asked more tactfully.

He nodded shyly. My heart fluttered at the prospects of hooking up with a society member with such a proclivity for sex. He looked irresistibly handsome. I took a mental inventory of his assets, and decided our seating arrangement was perfect for a discreet sexual encounter. The body language, the smoking hot stare, and the crotch bulged in his pants all added up.

Excited, my focus quickly turned to the unknown variable of his sexual prowess. As the professor rambled on, I couldn't help but pay attention to Max, sitting next to me. My leg slid closer, teasingly, toward his. No one was sitting around us, and the view below the desk was completely obstructed from any eyeline.

My heart raced and an ache secretly grew within me. It was practically soaking down my leggings. Feeling driven by my subconscious, I placed my hand on his thigh, watching as his member grew harder with each stroke. Soon his hard bulge stood proud and unyielding, physical evidence of his arousal.

Max's hand followed, meeting its counterpart high up on my thigh. His fingers feathered purposely closer to my private parts, finding a way to part my skirt and get closer to my hot spot. His fingertips seemed to touch paradise, leaving me on the edge between desire and dizzying embarrassment.

I gazed intently into Max's eyes, unable to think of anything else. His papers lay open in front of us but remained virtually untouched. They lay forgotten as excitedness detonated within me. My pencil busily improved on my drawings while my mind lingered on the task at hand. Unable to focus further, I finally yielded.

As his fingers finally pressed into my underpants, I let out a tiny moan while my back arched at the intoxicating touch. His fingertips stroked me dangerously close to my secret place. He steadily grazed his path; dismayed that my moisture soaked through my underwear. However, he'd positioned his fingers ideally, giving him tantalizing access to my wetness.

The lingering ache burned increasingly stronger, hard to withstand. Feeling as though I'd shatter, I had to muster all my reserves of strength to contain this fever-pitch excitement. Instead we got interrupted by whispers about the lecture starting soon. I sent Max a desperate look. We'd be hard-pressed to act on our impulses in that moment. All this teasing only fueled my frenzied desire.

By now, Max's erection was easily visible in his pants. I was so alight with want that I couldn't help but peek at his notebook. Sure enough, I found him scribbling "I desperately need to fuck you." Seeing, "I also need to be fucked," I knowingly replied.

Our tired noses instantly returned to our closed notebooks, determined not to miss a single word. The euphoria swelled within me, heightening my sexual anticipation. My fingers against Max's thick shaft threatened to betray me, however, I managed to stay composed and continue to inscribe on my paper. The professor was well known for his lengthy lectures, which would give us ample time to think of a plan together. Max was leaning against me, his hand remaining high up my skirt, tempting fate. He was less cautious than I, his body flushed with lust, and as far as I'd tell, he was also thinking about the possibilities.

As his fingers brushed against my most intimate spot, I gasped loudly before quickly covering it up with a cough, feeling slightly embarrassed. Nobody around seemed to have noticed. Now, his finger was gently circling my swollen clit through my panties, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my entire body. I began to feel lightheaded as I tried to maintain an ordinary posture.

My hand was shaking uncontrollably as I scribbled down "OMG" on my notepad.

He scribbled something back in his notebook, raising it slightly for me to see: "After this, would you like to have sex in the toilets?"

"Yes, please," I hastily replied, my shaky hand distorting the letters. "What are you planning to do to me?"

A smile lurked on his face, and he wrote again in his notebook: "I'm going to fuck you so brutally that your spirit will leave your body."

The statement sent shivers down my spine, and I found myself panting and squirming in my seat. My climax was fast approaching as his finger continued to circle my swollen clit. I could feel my panties becoming drenched, but I didn't want to release before we were alone.

Just as the lecturer was wrapping up the lecture and distributing the new assignments, a loud hum of noise permeated the room. Thankfully, some students had already started to leave, creating a fuss. It allowed me to conceal my climax a little better.

Suddenly, I couldn't suppress my climax any longer. I released and an immense orgasm flooded my body, causing me to briefly drop my head onto the desk in front of me. I tried to stifle the long moan that wanted to leave my lips, but couldn't quite manage it. My legs were squirming on the seat and I orgasmed again and again.

When the students had all but left, we both stood up, my skirt covering my evidence. Max's erection in his pants was quite obvious. Despite this, no one seemed to be paying attention to us.

I wiped the moisture off the seat with a tissue and rapidly collected my belongings. We left the lecture hall silently, walking along a less populated part of the building. I glanced back at the wet spot on the seat and then followed him. We found a large disabled toilet and shut the door behind us. My pulse was still racing with anticipation whilst leaning against the door.

Inside the bathroom, Max took charge, pressing me against the basin and kissing me deeply. Another passionate kiss was precisely what I desired, and my breathing quickened as our tongues explored each other.

I had chosen to wear a sleeveless top without a bra, feeling more confident and sultry. The adoration in his eyes as he squeezed my chest added to my excitement. His fingers rubbed my erect nipples, sending a ripple of pleasure through my body.

"Fuck me," I begged him between kisses, "Fuck me, now."

He then turned me to face the mirror, pushing me over the basin. He slid my knickers down, exposing my damp crotch, before lifting up the edge of my skirt. I spread my legs a bit more, allowing him a clear view of my formidable wetness. He touched my bottom with his fingers, admiring my tiny but inviting anus and juicy lips of my cunt.

He pulled his belt open, along with his jeans and underwear, baring his impressive member. It was beautifully long, thick, and directed straight up at full erection. By this point, my body was yearning for his entry.

He coated himself with my lubrication and guided it into my cunt, entering me slowly. My vaginal muscles were tight, so he could only push it in a little. However, I eagerly pushed back, and he started thrusting deeper into me. His muscular strength forced him further, filling me up, and satisfying my intense desire.

I watched myself in the mirror, pressing my hand on my heavy bosoms, my fingers also rubbing my tender clit. It did not take long before I climaxed again, my legs trembling as I clung to the sink.

He pulled out of me and turned back towards the mirror, admiring his member covered in my arousal. I watched in amazement as he slid his hard member back in, stretching me even further and intensifying my pleasure.

He pushed me back against the mirror and I saw his cock's length disappear into me. For the view in the mirror, I spread my legs and pushed my pelvis forward, presenting my vagina to him. This moment made me feel pretty slutty.

This scene played out as follows: He glided between my thighs, then rigorously entered me once more. Leaning in, he locked lips with mine while our mouths collided, signifying his need and my jubilee. He multiplied his thrusts as he phased in and out, creating a shockwave of desire that I couldn't escape. Moment by moment, I was slipping into a world of ecstasy that captivated me.

My lips parted wider as God-sent pleasure engulfed me. I felt his slight body leave me briefly, only to hear longing screams shortly after. The utter enjoyment of his presence weltered within me. He sped up, ripped away my expression of pleasure, dominating my legs and forcing himself into me. My every breath portrayed desire. At this point, I knew I had once again succumbed to the maximum level of pleasure. Any touch felt like an eternity.

The rest of my energy spent, I exploded. What was once a closed space now became a bonfire of passion. Struggling to keep consciousness, I swayed back and forth, once again enveloped in the haze-like aura of ecstasy. Unfortunately, Max took this as an opportunity to reach climax. Hot, velvety observation flooded my womb. We both stood there dumbfounded. His silhouette hovered in front of me, granting me the privilege of holding him as his final wave of pleasure collapsed onto me.

I felt his weight take its toll, as we separated. His needless dick continued to host the secret fertilizer he bred in his balls as the satisfaction rolled off me in surges. A searing question weighed heavily on his heart. "Have you ever experienced a community assault with many men?"

Her attention grabbed, she reflected on her next move and endured the pleasure-induced standstill, afraid of the pleasure's intensity. "The anticipated sensations and intense climaxes keep me on my toes," she burst out in a monotone, "I want this to be the start of something special but not necessarily in a romantic context. "

"You're in luck!" he said, returning to reality, "with three other members in this house, we set this group agendareregularly. It would be an honor to have an event like this for you," he answered cryptically.

Frantic with anticipation, my head sank into his chest as his soul echoed her enthusiasm. My heart ricocheted through my body as Max sank back into reality with me, maintaining our lip lock. The floodgates opened and he pulled away ever so slightly as a cascade of cum exited his body upon the carpet between our feet.

Hushed whispers and tense conversational topics ensued. Ben, one of Max's dudes, approached me and whispered, "We want to give you the most satisfaction,"

"I want it," I lamented, my eyes sparkling with unbridled desire.

"Then join our annual event.We'd be honored to have you there," he said, smiling.

Musing over concept of sharing, his mind now a blank slate, Max gently shoved me back into analgesic oblivion. Forgetting out all my reservations.

The following day, a restless Max invited her in. The atmosphere immediately felt warm and inviting. Max instructed his pals to offer their greetings, then approach for a kiss on the cheek. Eager as hell, with intense anticipation, I couldn't help but imagine the relentless male attention. But his calming invitation soothed my spirits. A coy smile of lust crossed my face as my fantasies consumed me.

As we heated up, Max kissed her heartily by her graceful negotiation. She began cradling his toes in anticipation, allowing him to yank the knotted strap down her backside. Her fervor soared as if in a windstorm. Her exposed corridor beckoned for a lick; her denim shorts now made his task simple. Max pressed himself harder, grabbing and tugging on her bullet-hard tips. Imagining her pupils dilated from his moist attention, his endurance tested her spirit.Her legs slightly separated while she smeared to gain full visual range of Max's shadowy escape down south. The warmth from his loving this made her imagine the life-giving shower she'd endure later and entranced her further.

Ben's demeanor displayed his absolved cowardice; he sauntered forth. Intrigued by the male tradition, I kept my eyes glued to his disrupt, thinking of how many times it rested upon Max's soul wasn't desirable. Everlasting enthusiasm exuded. Unflinching, Ben took a seat on her revealing insides. His warm, sticky liquid lubricated her last layer. Now calm and back in tune, she reveled in the feeling under her tiny dress which also appeared to be silky.

Confident Max had availed the heavens above, he shared his details with an innocent lass. Max shared pictures of his latest potential prospects, building her expectations. Getting friendly, Max gathered me into a tight embrace, fusing our bodies and sharing in an erotic tenderness. Meanwhile, the other house of dudes all stood in awe. A blaze of lust surged with inadequate words. Each moment only served to stimulate me even more, plunging me further into lustful destiny.

George, the guy nestled between my legs, tugged me towards the sofa's edge by my hips. I felt his humongous, toasty tongue on my pussy, licking me all the way up and making me squirm from pleasure. I was so wet, and he spread my lips apart with his fingers to probe me deeper with his tongue. While he was doing that, Max and Ben were teasing and tugging on my nipples, kissing my neck and my mouth. The sensations were terrific, and I realized my eyes were tightly scrunched shut.

Opening my eyes, I saw the final guy, Tom. He was staring intently, his large, erect cock in his hand. I locked eyes with him, and a spontaneous connection was forged. It prompted me to lose control, and an orgasm overtook me as I cried out in elation.

Once my climax died down, George shifted out the way, and Tom slid inside me. He started pummeling me violently while Max and Ben sucked on my nipples. My hands instinctively grabbed their groins and I furiously wanked them as Tom thrust within me.

Suddenly, George's cock found its way into my mouth. He yanked my head back and fucked my mouth, in a pretty rough manner. However, I was fine with that. In fact, I adored it – I craved his cock deep in my throat. My entire body was on fire with the different sensations of cock in my mouth and pussy, of mouths sucking my nipples, and hands all over me. And of course, the rock-hard cocks in my hands. I'd never before experienced something like this, and an intense orgasm hit me.

I can't recall precisely what ensued. I know they took turns fucking me, one after the other, as I lay on the sofa with my legs apart. The others kissed me, sucked me, licked me and plowed their mouths into mine. I was the focal point, being pleased, but also being manhandled. And that's what I adored. I came so many times.

Later, they flipped me over, and took turns entering me from behind. Typically, there was a cock in front of me to suck on while each of them pounded me in turn. I felt hands all over me, mainly on my rear end, opening me up and probing me with their fingers. I wasn't experienced with anal play, but it felt fantastic, a new sensation on top of all the others. I came again and again.

When they had all used me for a spell, Max sat on the sofa and instructed me to ride him. I hopped onto his cock, my lips stretched wide around its wide girth, my boobs in his face.

I sensed that one of the others, Tom I believe, was behind me. Holding his cock in his hand, he pressed it against my ass. Oh my God, I was about to have both dicks at the same time. With Max fully inside me, I braced myself as Tom applied just the right amount of pressure to widen me, sliding his cock deep into my ass. I could feel it rubbing against Max's cock through my walls. Fuck, it felt incredible!

They began to thrust slowly into me, discovering a rhythm that suited both of them. I felt drunk on sex and pleasure and simply didn't care. Orgasms hit me repeatedly as they fucked me, my eyes tightly closed.

Tom departed, and I could feel my ass staying open and stretched. Then Ben gave it a try, followed by George. I lost track of who was fucking which hole and how many times I came. It seemed to go on forever.

Eventually, I discovered myself naked, sweaty and on my knees on the carpet. My pussy and ass were sore and emitting pain, but it was a comfortable sorrow. I gazed at the boys standing by, and they were all holding their cocks, jerking them as they watched me.

Tom approached me, grabbing my face with his palm. "Open your mouth," he ordered. I did what I was told. Unexpectedly, he spit in my mouth, causing me to quiver with lust. "You're such a good little slut," he said, evoking a wave of pride in me.

Then Tom leaned back, jerking his cock quicker. Suddenly, he ejaculated all over my face. Some of his cum went in my mouth, some over my cheeks, and even in my hair. I gasped in surprise, but also with delight. Then Max unloaded onto me as well. It landed in my eyes, tempting me to close them, and I felt it running down my face and neck.

There was someone else who unloaded on me, though I'm unsure who exactly. Their cum joined the mess on my face. I collapsed onto the floor, covered in semen and sweat. Masturbating men captured me on film.

But then Max came over, snuggling me and wrapping a blanket around us. We hugged on the sofa. "How are you feeling?" he inquired.

"Fantastic," I answered honestly, "That was an incredible encounter, thanks!"

In the days after my encounter with Max, my muscles were sore and I needed a break from more sexual activities. It was a pleasing soreness, and I felt content with what I had experienced.

In regards to my friends who were unaware of the extent of my involvement in the sex society, their thoughts on the matter were largely indifferent. They couldn't fully grasp what it entailed. However, there was one exception, Meera. She's a stunning female with long, dark hair of Indian descent. We stayed in the same dormitory and had developed a close bond. Meera had an inkling about the true nature of the sex society and had overheard a few of my personal experiences. She figured that it was primarily an outlet for sexual encounters.

Meera was a sexually energetic individual herself, regularly inviting different boys to her room at the dormitory for weekend rendezvouses. I sensed that she'd be intrigued by the sex society and considered a strategy to introduce her to it.

One evening at the college bar, Meera questioned me about the society. "Go on, if you want to join, just say so," I informed her.

"I'm not sure," she hesitated, "I'm a little frightened. I've heard there's a test, a ... encounter with a society member."

"Yes, it's a test of sorts—a hookup with one of us."

"Which committee member did you have your test with?" she inquired.

"I took mine with Dan, but I wouldn't recommend it for your first time. He has a particularly large penis and is rather forceful."

"Are you suggesting a man or a woman?" she enquired.

"A man, definitely."

"Alright," she responded, sheepishly shrugging her shoulders, "I adore the male anatomy."

I pulled out my phone and brought up the society's website, displaying a profile photo of Matt. "Here's a picture of Matt, the social secretary," I offered.

"Hmm, attractive," she said.

"I'll send him a message now," I responded with a smirk.

"Alright, but could you be there with me?" she pleaded, her voice shaking, "I'd feel less anxious knowing you were present."

This was entirely to my liking, and I wholeheartedly complied with her request.

***

The following day, Meera and I were sitting in her dorm room, waiting for Matt's arrival. By the clock on her phone, she was peering rather nervously. Upon Matt's arrival, he greeted us both with two kisses on the cheeks. We exchanged familiar chatter as Matt took a seat on the bed. Meera approached him, exchanging more kisses with him.

"So," Matt inquired, "You wish to join the Sex Society?"

"Yes," Meera responded timidly, "I love sex and would like to delve deeper into it."

"Then this is the ideal place," Matt responded with a confident grin. "Time to get down to business?"

Nodding, Meera leaned closer to partake in deeper kisses. Their bodies started to press more firmly against each other as their limbs began to roam. I watched as her hands lightly caressed his chest, feeling the muscle beneath his shirt. Matt's hand begun exploring her thigh, his touch clearly sensual based on her reaction. She gazed at me, and her face was lit with arousal. Though I sat comfortably in my armchair, my legs seemed to form a ball under my skirt due to the rising arousal washing over me.

Meera's attire was tightly fitted; a revealing t-shirt with small shorts that showcased her large bottom. Matt sniffed his way through the kiss, their tongues darting in and out of one another's mouths repeatedly. Their intimacy escalated, and their bodies became more sexual. Matt took his mouth away from Meera's and lifted her shirt off, revealing her push-up bra that uncovered her large breasts. My mind raced, imagining her body, her large, dark nipples through her lacey bra, and the intrigue it had aroused in me.

Matt halted the kiss, and Meera removed her bra, uncovering her chest completely. The room was stunned into silence, with me in the chair watching intently, my gaze locked on her deep, dark areola. My own arousal was intensifying by the moment. Meera wasted no time before offering Matt a sensual massage, his shirt lifting ever so slightly, exposing his torso.

Matt directed Meera's hands to his stomach, gently applying pressure. At this point, I was entirely filled with desire, my heart hammered at the thought of being a part of this experience. Until this moment, those closest to me had spent their weekends getting to know boys in their dorm rooms, and the idea of the existence of a community for sex exploration had not shaken their world in the slightest, but now I was here with Meera, eager to be a part of it. And so, it seemed, was she.

In the moment, they went back to passionately kissing. Matt's hands roamed, exploring Meera's ample breasts. He gently pulled her bra strap off her shoulder, and his fingers found their way underneath the garment, freeing one of her beautiful orbs. He marvelled at her full breasts, popping it out of the fabric. Her nipple hardened instantly when his fingers reached and circled it. Her pleasure-filled moans were now louder, and her fingers stroked Matt eagerly.

Matt's erection was undeniable, the bulging outline under his pants. Meera didn't let it go unnoticed either, her hand tenderly stroking his hardness. Their kisses had become more desperate, and Meera's hands on Matt's chest gave him a thrill.

She decided to undress fully, removing her bra and discarding it. Matt moved down and began kissing her legs as her breasts were free to revel in all of their glory. He continued to kiss further, reaching her clit, teasing it through her matching panties. It was driving Meera wild with arousal, exploding with passion.

Matt peeled off his clothing until he was fully naked. Meera turned her attention to his aching member. With him between her legs, they intensified their makeout session. Matt pushed her back onto the bed, pulling down her shorts so she was wearing just her matching panties. He kissed down her legs, aiming for her clit through her fabric. This sent Meera into a fit of pleasure, arching her back as she kissed him.

My excitement was rising as I watched, my hands caressing my nipple and the crevices of my cunt. I was getting increasingly wet as I waited for more.

Meera straddled Matt, stroking and then sucking his erect member. Her throat skills were not as mind-blowing as mine, but she wasn't too bad either and Matt was loving it. They switched as he pleasured Meera, and I watched with anticipation, nervous that they would notice my arousal.

Meera's nipples were a prominent feature, jutting out and pointing down the center of her breasts. Matt's attention was now on her clit as she was now in control. Her mound matched the rest of her body, the shade darker with a thick bush, unkempt and sprawling to her thighs and even around her tight asshole. This was a new experience for me to see such a hairy woman, but I found it incredibly attractive. Her cunt was visibly wet, begging for Matt to tongue it. It glistened in the light, my eyes widened at the pink depths of Meera's hairy pussy, her pussy lips clinging to his tongue. Watching so closely, her arousal juice leaking from inside, my climax approached.

Uncontrollably, I came. I couldn't stop the sounds coming from me, even if I tried. I was witness to their erotic act, watching it unfold with intense pleasure.

Meera moaned in delight as her forehead rested in Matthew's balls, her legs still shaking from her orgasm. Both of them were utterly satisfied with their carnal act. But it didn't end there.

Matt simply could not resist her sex appeal, he pinned her down and they both integral in a frenzied sex session. In the heat of the moment, Matt turned her round to be on top of him, where she sucked his dick, her cunt almost touching his lips. Matt was taking in Meera's deep-throating technique while groaning in pleasure.

In the midst of climaxing, Matt flipped her onto all fours, and started licking and sucking her cunt from behind. It was their final push, as Tom used his tongue to take Meera to another orgasm.

Meera's cries of happiness were overwhelming. After that, they rolled over and Matt buried his cock inside her. They continued to assault each other with their bodies, enjoying their connection.

Passionatecy flooded Meera, and she came once more with a loud moan. I had to muffle my own, fingers still dripping wet with my lust.

Matt was turned over as well and Meera straddled him, thrusting her hips. Her curves were a sight to behold, her ample ass swaying in Matt's face. The room was filled with gasps and excited kisses. I could feel my arousal again as I touched myself. My body couldn't take it any more.

In Meera's eagerness to please and to be pleased, she finally took my hand to be included. We were both aroused by each other's fingers buried deep into our cunts, and Meera and I came together.

The passion in the room was palpable, and I too could not help myself, and had reached another climax. Yet, I wished to be a participant - I wanted to be physically intimate with Matt and Meera as well.

Meera climaxed once again, granting Matt an opportunity to get back on top. He pulled her towards the edge of the bed and positioned himself on the floor, raising her legs and thrusting into her. This allowed him to quicken his pace significantly, causing her to climax once more. Her breathing became more erratic, and Matt panted, "Where do you want me to come?"

"On my breasts!" she yelled.

Trying his best to hold back, he pulled out and grasped his member firmly, attempting to control his orgasm. Taking her position on the floor, Meera presented her large chest to him, encouraging him to continue. He couldn't resist and erupted, expelling a significant amount of cum onto her torso. Dark spots of semen covered her skin, leaving a visibly sticky residue coating her breasts. Amazed by the display, she exclaimed, "Fuck!"

There was a distinct wetness between my thighs as I withdrew my fingers, revealing the extent of my arousal. The two of them had vanished from my view when a voice jolted me from pleasure to reality. "Did I pass?" Meera asked, glancing up at Matt.

"Hell yes," he responded, "With a distinction."

A bewildered expression appeared on me and Matt noticed I was attempting to conceal an erection. "What do you think, Lucy?" said Matt, catching me in the act. Upon discovering that my skirt had ridden up, exposing my damp underwear, I rose to my feet and rushed out.

Meera adopted orgiastic practices with ease. Ensuing from that week onward, she was indulging in a different sexual partner from the society every day. The society's bi-weekly orgy typically took place at one of the members' residences, but this time it was substituted with the Winter Fayre, organized by the society within a spacious function room at the student union.

When the event drew near, buzzing conversations about the party and possible conquests dominated the frequency of my society acquaintances. Later, Meera expressed her concern regarding what she should wear, her hair, and her behavior. As her confidant, I too was unaware of the specifics. Fortunately, the President and the Vice President enlightened me.

Entering the main function room, initial surprise ensued. Despite its American prom vibes, there was a large dance floor in the center. Tables lined the walls with bottled beverages and some snacks. A stage stood above which light fixtures in the shapes of balloons filled the room. The decor looked wildly similar to one's visions of senior proms. A pair of girls were blowing up the remaining balloons.

"The main room is right here," said Matt. "We arranged to book a band and Molly's going to DJ."

Flanking the dance floor, side rooms appeared. Entering the first, I saw several benches, some of which had restraints attached like those commonly found in lunatic asylums. "For those who enjoy rough play?" I inquired.

"Yup, not my thing," Matt responded. "Some people really like it, though."

A second, slightly larger room caught my attention. This contained various devices, including paddles and whips, hanging from wooden racks. An even larger wooden X also stood in the room. This X noticeably had wrist and ankle restraints.

Further down the hall, I beheld other rooms with a simple mattress placed centrally. "Those are for people who want some privacy," Matt explained.

In a neighboring room down the corridor, we discovered more spaces. The first one contained a handmade partition in the center, featuring cutouts at waist level. At first, I was puzzled. "Glory holes," Dan commented nonchalantly, "Why are we showing her this? She'll see it tomorrow anyways." He could be pretty rude from time to time.

We stepped into the final room, featuring a metallic A-frame in the center, with a large, cushioned circular swing hanging from it. "Wow, this looks cool," I exclaimed, bouncing on it. As it stopped, I was about to get off when Dan placed his hand on my face from above, pushing his erect cock into my mouth. I gasped in astonishment. "Why not give it a shot while we're here," he said with a grin.

In that particular moment, my mind got lost in a whirlwind of shock and exhilaration. I hesitated for a bit, but after a mischievous twinkle in my eye, I decided to just go with the flow.

I tilted my head backwards, and he used the swing to force my mouth onto his cock, progressively working it deeper into my mouth. Deep-throating average sized cocks was common ground for me, but Dan's was massive. I focused on relaxing my throat, and he was able to thrust it about halfway in. With him dominating me, all I could see was his hairy balls hovering above my face.

Simultaneously, Matt made his way around the swing to the other side. He slid his fingers under my skirt and snapped my underwear off. Then, with a smooth motion, he opened my legs and aligned his cock with my pussy. Initially, he stroked his erection against my clit, causing waves of pleasure to consume me. If I could, I would've screamed, but Dan's cock was still lodged between my lips.

As he inserted his cock inside me, I released a long, muffled groan of happiness. The immensely tantalizing feeling of having both of their cocks inside me intoxicated me. They both commenced thrusting with intense pleasure, overwhelming me at a rapid pace. It didn't take long for me to hit the pinnacle. I had to push Dan away for a moment to catch my breath and let out a cry, convulsing in the throes of a powerful orgasm that mercilessly ravaged my body, leaving me shaking in the wake of the enormous climax.

A female who had been inflating balloons in the background suddenly presented herself in the doorway. Dazed by my sexual frenzy, I was significantly aroused by her presence. Echoing my inebriated state, the sight of someone observing only heightened the erotic mood.

Dan and Matt swapped positions. Now, Dan penetrated me with his monstrous cock, stretching me wide open and presenting me with a breath-taking, full sensation in my cunt. He was so big it felt like he was fisting me, but because he'd done it before a thousand times, I was used to it.

Hungry for more, I reached for Matt's cock, taking it into my mouth. Despite him being slightly above average, I could easily deep-throat him in this position. I could feel his musky sweat and my own wetness blend in my mouth as his hands squeezed my breasts through my blouse.

Both of them continued to use me in this manner until I erupted in orgasm once more, shuddering even more intensely this time around. The pleasure was almost too much to handle. The very moment Dan pulled me up from the swing, a hungry look crossed his eyes with raw passion and defiance.

"Perhaps we can give the hook a try," suggested the woman in the doorway, "We should confirm it's properly fastened."

I glance up at the ceiling where a metal hook dangled. I pondered its purpose. "Sure," Dan complied, fully naked below the waist, still displaying his engorged cock.

The girl disappeared for a moment, only to reappear with a length of thin rope in her hand. "Cross your wrists," she directed, and I followed along. I was clothed except for my underwear, and I could feel my wetness dripping down my limbs. "Firmly hold your hands about a foot apart," she instructed.

Taking both of my wrists, she deftly tied a complex arrangement of handcuffs around them with the rope. My arms were secured, locked together about one foot apart.

Dan took a hold of the rope, lifting my arms up and attaching it to the metal hook in the ceiling, suspending me in a standing position. "Nice work," stated the girl. She wandered over to me, touching my backside. I wondered what she was up to. She yielded her hand and planted a solid smack on my bottom. I yelled out in surprise and pain, but my interior was teeming with pleasure.

Matt moved in closer, rubbing and tugging on my nipples. A girl was massaging my buttocks now, slipping her fingers between my cheeks and coating my entrance with lubricant. "I'll prepare her for you, Matt," she stated.

The three of them simultaneously giving me pleasure had me reaching the tipping point quickly. I was fully suspended by my wrists as I lost my legs and succumbed to an intense orgasm. Dan lifted my legs up, using his hands under my ass to penetrate me once again. I wrapped my legs around him while still suspended. In this position, he held me and, with the others also maintaining their grip, he started forcefully thrusting into me. Each forceful motion sent waves of pleasure through me, intensifying with each rhythmic stroke. The feeling of being suspended and completely pleasured elevated the eroticism, creating a symphony of pleasure that reverberated through every fiber of my being.

The girl continued working on my rear opening, pushing fingers inside me. The sensation was incredible; I climaxed again even before recovering from my previous orgasm. She then removed her fingers and moved away, saying, "She's ready for you to fuck her ass."

Matt stepped behind me as Dan paused for a brief moment to allow Matt to position his cock at my rectal entrance. He slowly slid it into me, the gradual penetration causing me to moan with delight. I could feel his cock rubbing against Dan's as they both stretched and filled me. The two-pronged penetration sent my pleasure levels soaring, amplifying the experience, and I found myself climaxing a third time, overwhelmed by the intense sensations coursing through my body.

Together, they found a seamless rhythm and began synchronizedly fucking me. I was astounded by the surreal feeling of taking a cock in both holes simultaneously while hanging from the ceiling. The sensation eagerly surpassed any previous experience.

The intense pleasure engulfed me, putting me in a state of pure bliss, ecstasy beyond rationale. The room reverberated with the sounds of our simultaneous moans and the slapping of flesh. As they continued to unleash their dual attack on my body, I surrendered to the intoxicating pleasure.

Finally, I heard Matt groan behind me, and I felt him cumming hard in my ass. Dan didn't last much longer, and they both held me there, their erect penises still inside me as their warm ejaculate pulsed out and filled me.

When they eventually removed me, I collapsed onto the swing, semi-conscious. I could feel the stress in my arms and the marks left from the ropes around them. This experience was one of pure satisfaction, leaving me feeling amazing. The room seemed a whirlwind of pleasure and fatigue as I lay there, a satisfied smile resting on my lips.

I seemed to drift off for a short time, only to wake up on the sex swing, covered in cum. Meera's knickers and skirt were lying on the floor. Exhausted and aching, I stood up while my dress's cool fabric cooled my flushed skin.

Meera and I exited the room, and they resumed setting up the sound system. They continued as if nothing had happened. I kissed each on the cheek as I expressed my gratitude. "Thanks for the tour," I said.

"You're welcome," Matt replied with a sly grin, "Any time."

Deciding it was time for a shower, I said goodbye. Tomorrow's party seemed both exciting and pleasurable.

Chapter 11 - The Winter Fayre

Upon entering the Winter Fayre, Meera and I were met with a lively atmosphere. I opted for a figure-hugging outfit, the only indication of the royal theme being a gem-studded choker and a tiara in my hair. My erotically tight dress left little to the imagination, leaving my freshly shaved pussy open to the air. The thought of the cool air on my shaved pussy combined with my provocatively brief bandage dress left me feeling daring and turned on.

Meera arrived in a scandalous princess outfit from an adult store. Her revealing dress showed off her hold-ups and enticing glimpses of her panties. A built-in corset accentuated her sensual cleavage, and her voluptuous breasts threatened to spill out.

Cody, decked out as Elsa, generously embraced me. Her long, braided, blonde hair and tight blue princess dress with a slit up the side showed off her large breasts begging for attention. Every boy was trying to catch her eye.

"Oh my god, you look amazing," I proclaimed.

"Thank you," Cody beamed.

"Thanks, honey," she exclaimed with her sexy American twang, "You're looking rather handsome too." Drawing nearer, she playfully whispered into his ear, "Boy, I'm so desperate for sex, I'm gonna screw so many men this evening."

I introduced them to Meera. "Wow, you're magnificent," Cody shared with her, "I'd be thrilled if you slept with me anytime you liked."

I giggled, "Calm down, Cody," before Meera grew flustered. "I'm afraid she's straight," I added.

"Oh dear," Cody responded, "Well, then we'll simply be great buddies instead."

The group mixed with other guests, who all looked stunning in their fancy dress. Onstage, a band played popular music cover versions. No one present would have presumed this gathering was part of a Sex Society event.

I spotted Josie and Molly and approached them. "You're gorgeous," Cody told Josie, "Any time you'd like to sleep with me, just let me know."

Josie giggled, "I'd love to find a naughty lesbian tonight," her eyes sparkled with mischief.

We conversed a while, until I noticed Andy sitting solo at a round table. Eager to exchange greetings, I headed towards him.

"Hi Andy," I said, drawing closer to him. He was dapperly dressed in formal attire, even though he appeared more dorky than desirable due to his thick spectacles.

"Lucy!" he expressed delightedly, unaware of the woman under the table in front of him, engrossed in the task of sucking his rock-hard cock.

"How're you enjoying the gathering so far?" I queried, noticing the female in yellow, flowing dress, who was vigorously sucking Andy.

He bent closer and lowered his voice, "I can't comprehend why this occurs. All these girls are repeatedly texting me or addressing me as though I'm famous. I'm constantly baffled by their relentless demands for sex. If I enquire as to their motivations, they simply state their friend suggested them."

The woman's oral efforts were becoming quite intense, causing him to faintly moan. His breathing grew faster, and he began gasping between his words. "I - I might be near climax..." he mentioned.

She stuffed his shaft as deep as possible into her mouth before continuing this intense work with her mouth. His fingers tangled in the table edge, while she intensified her efforts with her lips. "Fuuuck," he exhaled quietly, evidence of his imminent ejaculation was clear as his big, hard shaft twisted and jerked. The girl gorged herself on his ejaculate, swallowing every drop.

Eventually, he calmed down. I realised he had finished. The woman popped free of his dick, let out a huge sigh, then strutted off in her yellow gown to fetch some drinks.

"Hi Josie," I said, clasping her hand, having previously noticed her extravagant performance as a prince. Her hair was untied, flowing down her back, and she was attired in vintage britches and a jacket featuring double buttons. Upright, she looked stunning in every way.

"You look magnetic," I said sincerely. "Any sexual triumphs tonight?" I asked.

"Not yet," she replied with a wink, "But I'll have one by the night's end."

Andy joined us, "Come on, Lucy, check this out," he said, beckoning us outside. It was a brief pause until he led us to a secluded corner where he presented me with a silver container.

"Now we're talking," I smiled. Andy popped it open, and we indulged in its intoxicating fragrance.

We returned inside to uncover even more sinful delights. Soon, I was dancing with a crowd, and the environment felt sexually charged. The band predominantly played ballads and love songs, so everyone slowly paired up. I found myself kissing and caressing various men, entirely losing myself in the moment.

I was paired with an impressive fellow who towered over everyone. I had to lean up to our lips as we danced. I found the sensation of his warm tongue engaging with mine highly pleasurable. His hands touched my buttocks to steady me, and I responded by placing my palms on his buttocks where I sensed his weighty muscles. His presence and touch caused me to become aroused.

He slid his hands towards the hem of my extremely short dress. His fingers slid under it, daringly touching my bare cheeks. "Mmmm," I whispered into his lips, encouraging him to keep discovering. His fingers inched even closer to my area between my legs. He abruptly broke away from the kiss and gazed at me with a smile. "Aren't you wearing any underwear?" he inquired teasingly.

"Nope," I answered with a smirk. Oh, how sexy he looked when he smiled.

His hands resumed their groping as we continued to step across the dance floor. But just then, another tune started, and once again, people changed partners. We shared a longing gaze as a different girl took him away.

I scanned the area and found a good-looking black boy with short hair. He was attractive to me right away. The new song began to play more quickly, making it a lively dance number. We started dancing closely with him behind me. I grinded my backside against him and exhilarated in feeling the hardness of his dick against me.

By the time the song ended, I was in his arms, our mouths engaging in a passionate kiss. His hands were on my hips, and his body was pressed firmly against mine. I couldn't stop myself from moving my hand between us and grasping his erection through his pants. No one seemed to notice the steaminess on the dance floor. He felt massive and firm, and my pussy started to throb.

The music got faster, and the dance floor became even more cramped. Leon got pulled away from me by another girl. And in his place, two other guys surrounded me, their arms swinging around me.

I wrapped my arms around them both and exchanged passionate kisses with each of them. No, I don't mean innocent kisses. I pushed their faces into mine and shoved my tongue into their mouths while gyrating on their erections. I was feeling incredibly aroused now.

As the band sped up the tempo, I was swept away by the rhythm of the music. Cody dashed by me, calling out, "I'm going to get fucked," before leaving the dance floor with at least three boys in tow. Her direction was the sex room.

A sexy girl approached and started to dance next to me. She had a goth-style appearance, donning just a lace corset and bra on top. She wore a very short puffy skirt with hold-ups underneath, and her bare skin glistened with sweat. The sight of her sizable boobs was making me wet. She began rubbing against me, and I grabbed her ass, bringing her closer. We locked lips, and it was as if we were trying to devour each other.

Immediately, her hand explored between my legs, reaching my naked pussy concealed under my dress. If she was surprised that I wasn't wearing any panties, she didn't reveal it. Instead, she firmly massaged my clit as we danced and kissed, causing me to moan in delight.

My hand slipped into her underwear and discovered the fullness of a lush bush. Between her thighs, I discovered she had a piercing, and that only increased my excitement. "Let's go," she said, leading me across the dance floor by the hand.

We passed through the doors and into the sex room. Couples were already scattered around the room, partially undressed. Cody was in a corner with three boys sucking her nipples.

As soon as we stepped inside, the goth girl pushed me against the wall and locked lips with me in an intense way. Her hand was back between my legs, rubbing me. Then she slowly slid down until she was kneeling on the floor.

She raised my leg slightly, causing me to lean back against the wall. Instruction: And I felt her tongue explore my folds, licking me from the back to the front all the way up to my sensitive clit. It felt astounding, and I shivered with pleasure. Several times, she repeated this, causing me to moan. I could sense my orgasm orchestrated within me.

All of a sudden, her mouth covered my folds, and she started sucking on them. I was pushed beyond control and came profusely, my digits entwined in her hair. I couldn't help but slump to the floor as the waves of pleasure engulfed me. She remained licking at my pussy as I rode my climax, making it last as long as she could by licking my clit.

Finally, I sagged into her arms onto a mattress. We embraced once more, and I couldn't help myself from touching her large, soft breasts. They were already perilously close to slipping out of the corset, and I easily freed them, kissing and sucking her large nipples. These were extremely sensitive, and soon she was moaning, almost as if she was on the verge of a nipple orgasm. [End of paraphrased text]

The wonderful woman with captivating nipples could've had me loving on them all night, but I had another sort of hunger. I went down between her sprawled legs and opened them even wider. Pushing her panties aside, I soaked in the glorious sight of her moist and engorged pussy.

Her labia were significant, encircled by a lush bush. With my fingers, I separated them, and dove into the world of pleasure by licking and sucking her intensely. After sliding in two fingers inside her warm invitation, I finger-fucked her. It didn't take long for her to arch her back and emit a thunderous cry as she reached orgasm, her walls tightening and gripping my fingers. Tasting her sweet nectar on my lips only enhanced my thirst to satisfy her further. I continued licking and sucking, savoring every moan and shiver as she rode the waves of her climax.

Her orgasm slowly came to a halt, and I gently extracted my fingers. She looked into my eyes, and a naughty smile crossed her lips. Without uttering a word, she pulled me into a hug.

Our lips locked in a passionate kiss, exchanging the flavors of our incredible experience. Amid dim lights, the sounds of passion permeated the room as others experienced their deepest cravings. A sense of freedom and thrill overcame me, knowing we were all attending this event to explore our secret fantasies.

Our lips locked once more, our breaths panted. "May I have your contact?" she pleaded. "I'd adore a private meeting with you."

"Absolutely," I uttered, delighted over this beautiful person and anticipating an extended sex session. Her phone number was exchanged, and she bestowed a kiss on my cheek. Before gliding back to the dancing, she left me feeling completely satisfied.

I surveyed the space and spotted another pair pulling me out of the moment. A man lay on his back on a mattress. A girl, completely dressed, her knickers pushed to the side, was bouncing on his erect penis. I observed the way her lips held his length deeply in, her stomach glistening with sweat. Her eyelids were closed, her head tipped back in complete bliss.

However, this wasn't all. A different girl, curvaceous and buxom, straddled him, grinding on his face. She was equally blissed out and assaulting his tongue like there was no tomorrow. I watched on, enraptured, as she screamed in pleasure, her hand grasping the mattress as her pussy throbbed.

And there, on the floor, were thick-rimmed glasses. I realized it was Andy under there. I also wondered if he could breathe.

I inquired, "Is that Andy?" I questioned, en route to getting a closer glimpse.

"Yes," she panted as her hips swayed on his face. "Jeez, he's really good at this." She shut her eyes and appeared close to climaxing once more. The girl on top of him began to cum, grinding her hips on him further, penetrating him as deeply as she could.

I saw that he was okay, a massive grin on his face.

"Can he breathe?" I inquired.

"Well, his tongue is still working," she said with a wicked grin. "Wowzers, he's good at this." She dove back into her grinding and came again, her body spraying her juices all over his face, pooling on the floor around him.

My brain checked in to find Andy doing just fine and enjoying it. She reclaimed her position over his face, and their lustful display continued. Feeling a desire to leave them to their business, I opted for exit.

In the corridor, I was drawn to peeping in various other rooms. In the swinger room, Leon, the black guy who kissed me, was on the swing, nude. Much to my astonishment, Dan, his massively erect penis embedded inside Leon, was going at it with him. I felt my own desire surge as I watched.

Leon possessed a huge cock himself, and it rested on his abs as he was being fucked. Dan noticed me at the door and prompted me, "Enter, help him finish."

I entered and snatched hold of Leon's beefy member, and as Dan continued thrusting into him, cum erupted from Leon's length. Cum covered his entire torso. Dan pulled out to join in, and he proceeded to coat him.

"Excellent slut," Dan lauded with a sly grin. "You'll be rewarded later."

In the main room, Molly had wrapped up as the band stopped playing and now DJing. She was pumping louder, more energetic anthems, and the dancefloor was brimming with people moving uninhibited. There was so much sexual tension in the air. A vast number of young men were barechested, sweat beading on their muscles. Half-dressed women were grinding and stimulating each other, moaning and shuddering.

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The dance floor's electrifying energy drew me in, the music pulsing through my body as I danced seductively with a series of partners. Sweaty bodies pressed against me, their hands roaming my skin. It was a chaotic mixture of lust and abandon.

As the evening wore on, the atmosphere heated up even further. Pairs began vanishing into different rooms to pursue their sexual yearnings. The air pulsated with desire, and I could feel my anticipation building.

I spotted Meera on a secluded bench in a dark corner. She was frantically making out with a young man, her skirt pushed up to reveal him finger-fucking her. This wasn't a one-off occurrence; several other couples surrounded the space, indulging in kissing and touching.

I joined the dancing, locating more male partners to make out with and grind against. My hand frequently traveled to their crotches, caressing and fondling them. They returned the favor by fondling my breasts or slipping their hands between my legs. I was having a fantastic time, but then I felt a violent mix of lightheadedness and horniness. I knew I needed a thick dick and to be aggressively fucked.

On the dance floor, the robust beats echoed through the night, creating a sexual dance among the myriad bodies. From a distance, I spotted two boys passionately kissing, their magnetic attraction noticeable.

As I carried on dancing, the rhythmic motion of my body seemed to link us together. The two boys, freed from their kiss, switched their attention to me. A magnetic force brought us closer, and soon their hands were seductively caressing my body in time with the rhythm.

Without exchanging a single word, we silently agreed to explore the realm of pleasure together in another room.

The room containing mattresses had transformed into a throbbing heart of lustful satisfaction. The space was brimming with uninhibited desire and rampant sexual activity. Everywhere I gazed, I saw naked bodies writhing together in an intimate performance of passion, pleasure, and unbridled carnality. The air was heavy with the intoxicating aroma of arousal, and the symphony of moans, shrieks, and the rhythmic slapping of flesh colliding resonated with my senses.

There was endless fucking taking place—asses pumping up and down, large cocks penetrating wet pussies, and tits swaying everywhere. The sights before me were nearly overwhelming, a visual deluge of raw sexual appetite. The space was a sexual playground, a carnal orgy, a sexual frenzy that both shocked and thrilled me, leaving an unforgettable mark on my perceptions.

My two partners guided me into a central area amid the maze of horny couples. We quickly removed our clothes, and they encircled me, their bulging cocks in my hands. Their hands explored, licked, and suckled every inch of my flesh as we indulged in our pleasures.

One of them slid himself into me, his thick cock stretching and massaging my hungry pussy with each thrust. The other took his turn, and then, in a moment of absolute desire, they entered me together. I had both cocks inside me, an experience that set off waves of pleasure through me. I lost count of the orgasms that overtook me.

I became enveloped by the stunning sensations of others exploring my body, mouths nibbling my nipples and tongues entwined with mine. A wet pussy pressed against my mouth, creating a heavenly embrace that drew me in. Each encounter set off a staccato sequence of orgasms. A frenzy of uninhibited joy ensued, with me losing count of how many cocks were inside me.

The continuous waves of pleasure persisted as bodies collided and passions intermingled. I felt the fervent thrusts of those inside me, their cocks flooding me with heat and ecstasy. The air was saturated with the scent of sex, a heady brew of titles of ecstasy and fulfillment.

At the pinnacle of the experience, I was adorned with the marks of shared passion. Some partners completed inside me, and some on my body—I relished every one.

Finally, as the waves of ecstasy subsided, I found myself drenched in the residue of sweat and cum. Bodies were strewn about me, spent yet content. I reveled in the radiance of the shared experience, a participant in a sensual celebration that left me breathless and completely gratified.

I felt like I'd found my calling in life, to have sex and be screwed, and I eagerly anticipated all the other unforgettable experiences awaiting me at the University Sex Society.

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