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Public orgy at an erotic convention

I don't usually put myself on stage at public events, but since a few of my friends are a lot more outgoing than me, they keep dragging me with them on occasion. Novella is one such friend. The unassuming librarian already organized a reading for me and hooked me up with interviewers, so when an erotic fair started, she tried hard to get us there in one form or another. Her idea was some form of public discussion about "porn in public", something about what it means to be an openly sexual person in today's society. And since I seem to be the expert on anything sexual, she wanted me to be her partner on stage. I agreed, just because I was curious on where things would go from there, and partly because being on stage at an erotic fair promised to be a lot more arousing than I might imagine. So when we finally arrived, I was already shaking from excitement. Contrary to my expectations, the organizers pulled the show off pretty professionally. There was nice schedule, we had a small stage for ourselves, with purple leather chairs and nice lighting and even a pretty little blonde announcing us with a slight east european accent. "For the next show, it is Novella and Anna, talking about being public about sexuality." There was a small crowd around our stage, barely 100 people or so. They clapped nicely, and we walked up to our seats. Novella was wearing a really neat pantsuit in dark burgundy red with a silky purple blouse underneath. Her curly black hair hung wild around her ...

... face as usual and she wore a pair of old-fashioned cateye glasses. Only the many open buttons on her blouse and the deep cut of the jacket hinted at this being not your usual interviewer. "Hello and welcome," she said, smiling at the crowd with her wide, purple-lipsticked lips. "I'm Vella, and this is my good friend and porn author Anna. We're very happy to see so many of you attending." She winked at me. I grinned and nodded. Next to her I looked maybe a little too shabby. All I wore was an olive green dress that was just short enough not to show that I wasn't wearing anything underneath. It wasn't anything to write home about except that I really liked the way its halters stretched across my breasts, like they were made for them. Other than that, and a pair of brown leather boots, I just came as I was. "Right," I said, winking back at me as we had discussed our plans for the talk a little beforehand. "And to drive our subject home, we thought that if any of you had a desire to display their sexuality here, they're more than welcome to do so. I'd encourage any woman to pay a visit to the area between my legs while I know Novella would be happy about every drop of cum she can get. Vella looked a bit nervous, but smiled and nodded, then turned to me. "So..." she said, suddenly lost for words. I leaned back and crossed my legs. "You know," I began, trying to help her out. "It's hard enough being a lesbian, even though I know there were times when it certainly was harder. But it ...