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When is an orgy not an orgy?  

NoTell101 62M
17 posts
1/19/2022 7:19 am
When is an orgy not an orgy?


I'm going to jump a bit forward. This is a little backstory on Janet. This was one of the steamiest nights with Janet, my neighbor, that I've ever had. I relive it over and over in my mind.

I'd been married for 20+ years and the spark had dimmed on sex with the wife. Things weren't being taken care of by her despite my repeated advances. She was so immersed in her career, I had become a bit of an afterthought. Another part of my story is that we live in a fairly affluent neighborhood with all married couples around our same age. We would have lots of house parties and vacation with our neighbors, it was close knit. One couple in my neighborhood always stood out as a mismatch. He was kind of a stick in the mud and she was a vivacious Italian brunette, fit with huge DD boobs and a nice full round ass. She reminds me of Sofia Vergara with curly hair. When the liquor flowed, she was always very handsy with me and constantly flirted. She was very forward and had very few boundaries. She was also careful not to be seen by the other ladies when she grabbed my butt or took too long in a good bye embrace.

One night as the neighborhood party wound down and my wife had retired home early, the conversation got a little heated between us as she probed me about my sex life. When alcohol is involved, barriers drop and we become a little too talkative. I let her in on my tale of woe. She sympathized with me and let on that she was not getting the attention she needed at home either. At that point the party began to break up and we were shooed out the door. I began the short walk home when I heard Janet call out to wait up for her. It was pitch<b> black </font></b>and we had no lights. She took my arm and slid in tight next to me. She smelled wonderful and feeling her warm curvy body next to me definitely had me turned on. As we walked down her driveway, she spun me towards her and pulled me in close and kissed me. I stiffened up at first but succumbed to her warm, full lips and soon our tongues drove into each other's mouths. I pulled her close and we kissed passionately in the pitch<b> black </font></b>warm summer night, our hands roaming over each others bodies. Janet took me by the hand and led me to the pool cabana in her back yard. There we tore at each other's clothes like animals. She had my throbbing cock in her mouth before I knew what was happening, feverishly stroking and sucking me. I pushed her down on the lounge chair and drove my tongue inside her. Her back arched as she grabbed two fistfuls of my hair as she pumped her hips into my face. Thirty seconds later she was shuddering and shaking as she soaked my face. We fucked hard and fast, she begged me to cum for her as my body stiffened up and I pumped her full of my seed. This was the start of a torrid affair.

We met 3-4 times a week like that for the next several months. Clandestine, secret meetings with zero inhibitions and things grew wilder every time. After a few months, Janet proposed that we go to a sex party. In my mind, I pictured an orgy. While not being one for group sex and my only other group sex experience ended up as me being the fuckboy sex toy slut, I acquiesced and thought I'd give it a try as we were traveling down a road of sexual abandon that was so incredible I couldn't fathom the depths that we would probe. We met in separate cars and she drove me to the motel. Nervously I fired questions at her about who was going to be there, what was going to happen. She remained tight lipped and only replied, "you'll see". We pulled into the motel and there were only three cars in the lot. Thinking to myself this must not be a big orgy that we're attending. Janet held my hand and led me to the room. The door was open and we walked in. To my surprise there was only one woman in the room, it was Janet's best friend Lynn. I had met Lynn at some of our neighborhood parties before. Very pretty, looked very similar to Amy Adams I always thought. The room was lit by candles and Lynn was already on the bed. Are we early? I asked Janet. She replied no and sat me on the bed with Lynn.

Janet told me that it was one of her greatest fantasies to watch her man with another woman. At this point, my head started to spin. Lynn and Janet explained that they cooked this little scenario up after Janet spilled the beans about us to Lynn over drinks. Lynn, like so many other married people, had the same issue as Janet and I. This was Lynn's first time being unfaithful and she was nervous. Janet had been talking me up to her all along, unbeknownst to me. How is this going to work? I asked. Janet sat back on the couch and told me to kiss Lynn to start. It was initially awkward as we kissed as I had never been watched before. Soon after that, things smoothed out. We started getting into it and I glance over at Janet. She was mostly naked with one hand squeezing one of her beautiful DD breasts and the other hand was pleasuring herself. As I slid Lynn's panties off, I heard the familiar sound of Janet cumming. She was contorting, trying not to cum as loudly as she normally did. I think this turned on Lynn as she wrapped her hand around my head and pulled me down on her. I obliged and gave her a nice slow tongue fucking. As Lynn came for me, I heard Janet again cumming. He thong wrapped around her ankle as she shuddered and shook.

Then Janet chimed in, "suck his cock" in a gasping breathy tone. Lynn rolled me on my back and took my cock in her hands. As she gazed into my eyes and circled the swollen head of my manhood with her tongue, I heard Janet whimpering and breathing hard. Lynn took me down her throat as she stroked my hard cock with both hands. Faster and deeper, I groaned and moaned my approval. My hips pumped up to meet her mouth. Before too long, another chime in from Janet, "fuck him, fuck him good!" I looked over at her and she was furiously masturbating. She soaked the couch already and looked ready to cum again. Lynn rolled on her back and I entered her with her legs over my shoulders. She let out a loud gasp as I slid slowly into her. Janet was in full orgasm mode again as her back was arched and she made no attempt to stifle her massive orgasm. I worked up to a good fast rhythm the way I knew Janet liked it and she was watching us closely. I swear, I thought she was drooling. As Lynn rolled over and let me take her from behind, Janet told us to face her. We fucked hard and watched Janet finger herself to yet another orgasm. Lynn rolled me over and rode me hard, grinding out a furious orgasm of her own. She felt me getting close, so she kept at me pounding herself down on my hard cock. As I let out my familiar pre-orgasm groans and dirty talk, Janet knew I was ready. "Fucking cum in her" Janet ordered and Lynn said "OOOOhhhh yes baby, cum inside me!" That's all the urging it took, I unloaded deep inside Lynn over and over. As the crescendo of sex sounds cascaded out of our mouths, Janet's orgasm was the loudest.

After a few minutes of settling down. Lynn gathered up her clothes and got dressed and left. Janet told me to wait in bed as she walked Lynn to the door. They whispered a few things to each other and the door was closed. Janet jumped in the bed with me and started stroking my body. That was so hot she said in that sexy, breathy tone of hers. I said let me get cleaned up and we could give us a try now. "No, I want you dirty" she replied as she slid down and took my cum covered cock in her mouth. We fucked several times that night, each time hotter than before. That was a night I will never forget as long as I live.

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