So, I was at an orgy recently. Yes, it was as great as you think it was, if you’ve never been to one. And honestly, you should go to one some day if you’re curious, haha. No pressure to participate, honesty. But I get into it, I get involved, like James Brown says.
I was getting into it with a voluptuous curvy woman who I had just met at the party. We had some magnetic chemistry, and I followed it to its logical conclusion: my mouth on her pussy! But there was more in store.
I was at the orgy with my lover and friend from elsewhere times and places. The main goal we had was to be in the same space and time to witness each other be intimate with others. It had been too long for me to not evolve into that activity with my partner, since we had been discussing it for over a year. (We had various issues making it more than words. Well, no more classic 80s Extreme songs, no sirree! It was certainly, definitely, absolutely happening.)
First she saw me in an almost threesome with a blonde bombshell and her sugar daddy, and then she saw me being playful and flirty with a few other women attendees. It all came to a head (pun intended) when I went down on that voluptuous lady I was discussing earlier.
At about the three minute mark of eating her pussy (it’s really hard to measure time and space in those moments), I was paid a visit by my lover, who began a gentle threesome by kissing me on my legs and other parts. I was going to invite her to join for longer, but my mouth was occupied and I couldn’t speak fast enough to keep her from gracefully bowing out and going upstairs while I continued.
It coulda been a threesome, right there! Coulda, woulda, shoulda… gonna be soon as the stars align! I just hope everyone is as ready as I am.
Because life is an orgy, you gotta take chances and give chances to get to the top of your fantasies!
Love,
Addi Stewart
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