Yoru in the orgy pit ("Yoru6"), by Fenton Maurer
YOUR FIRST ORGY: The first time you enter an orgy you blink involuntarily as multiple hands pull you, trancelike, down onto the bed. Your eyes open onto a delicate, fragrant female with trembling pink lips close to your face. Tentatively, you insert your tongue into the musky slit of her sex and you cannot help yourself... you love the dark pubic forest, it is your new home. Simultaneously, you are penetrated, rhythmically, relentlessly, as you twist your hips, flexing, clutching even tighter around a cock curved evilly upwards. Experiencing deep pleasure, you steal a glance around the sea of naked bodies and wet genitals glistening in the moonlight. Without warning, you are turned and pushed and laid into a different position. Your pussy is forced open wide by both hands of a woman you know has long yearned for you. She buries her face between your thighs in a swoon. Your own mouth is suddenly filled with the contradictory sensations of an erect dick, stiffness topped with yielding, swollen, moist, purplish flesh. He uses your throat as a vagina until you take him with your soft hands, withdraw him, admire him, and plunge him back between your waiting lips, again and again. You become a little dizzy, inhaling sex, a "dispenser of dirty thrills" that in fact engender angelic comfort. Your tongue presses forward to keep from choking, which rivets the man, hairy, muscular, to the ecstatic sensations on the precise point of furious pleasure on his fiery shaft that renders him as helpless as you. He is now your toy. Oh heat! Oh burning! OH SWEET ORGY!
YOUR FIRST ORGY: The first time you enter an orgy you blink involuntarily as multiple hands pull you, trancelike, down onto the bed. Your eyes open onto a delicate, fragrant female with trembling pink lips close to your face. Tentatively, you insert your tongue into the musky slit of her sex and you cannot help yourself... you love the dark pubic forest, it is your new home. Simultaneously, you are penetrated, rhythmically, relentlessly, as you twist your hips, flexing, clutching even tighter around a cock curved evilly upwards. Experiencing deep pleasure, you steal a glance around the sea of naked bodies and wet genitals glistening in the moonlight. Without warning, you are turned and pushed and laid into a different position. Your pussy is forced open wide by both hands of a woman you know has long yearned for you. She buries her face between your thighs in a swoon. Your own mouth is suddenly filled with the contradictory sensations of an erect dick, stiffness topped with yielding, swollen, moist, purplish flesh. He uses your throat as a vagina until you take him with your soft hands, withdraw him, admire him, and plunge him back between your waiting lips, again and again. You become a little dizzy, inhaling sex, a "dispenser of dirty thrills" that in fact engender angelic comfort. Your tongue presses forward to keep from choking, which rivets the man, hairy, muscular, to the ecstatic sensations on the precise point of furious pleasure on his fiery shaft that renders him as helpless as you. He is now your toy. Oh heat! Oh burning! OH SWEET ORGY!
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