The Big Taboo Orgy, part 1 - Sex Stories

The Big Taboo Orgy, part 1

... of this. My wife was as sexual and fun in bed as any other average wife, but never what I'd consider particularly dirty. Now she watched with a gleam of anticipation in her eyes that I'd never seen before. "Well are you going to, or should I warm him up for you first?" Olive asked Courtney. And Courtney looked up, pulling her dark hair out of her face. She glared at Olive with her dark eyes and suddenly seemed less shy. "No. I used to get him hard almost immediately. I think I know what I'm doing." The air sucked from the room. Every person held their breath. There was a sense of 'holy shit this was happening.' Courtney slid down from where she was sitting and crawled over to Brian an all fours. Finally when she reached him, he was sitting up. It was already clear that his cock was growing inside his pants. She stared up at him through the tops of her eyes, her breathing turning into a pant. "Hello big boy. You remember me?" She said. He nodded, looking down at her, speechlessly. "Who am I?" She asked softly. Her eyes were amazing, piercing. He said something back to her too quietly to make out. "It's okay, you can say it so everyone can hear it." Brian took a deep breath, he looked up at all of us. I wondered what was the strangest thing for him. That there were four people all watching him or that one was his s****r. "C'mon… who am I. You remember." Courtney egged him on. "You're my little cum flower." He said. And with that Courtney buried her head in his crotch, pawing ...

... at his hard and still growing bulge with her mouth. A sense of relief filled the room. As if something we knew was inevitable had just happened. But not as great as the sense of relief that filled the room when Courtney, after a few seconds, unzipped Brian's pants and pulled his sizable cock out. I looked over at Wendy again. She was watching, biting her lip. As much as we all knew what was happening was hot yet inappropriate, I knew that applied ten times so for her. As we watched, curious as to what exactly Courtney's technique was that had pleased Brian so much, Olive slowly made her way over to Pete. But I wasn't paying attention to that. I was staring at Courtney as she let a large wad of spittle slip from her lips down onto Brian's cock. It slid down his throbbing shaft, then she leaned in and slurped it up again, slicking her tongue over his cock from bottom to top as she went. Then again. In my own pants I felt my cock begin to get hard. Then Courtney dove down onto Brian's cock with her mouth, taking it deep between her lips, sliding off it quickly, her tongue swirling around it as she pulled off. Then she bobbed down on it again, as far as she could, her lips touching his pubic hair. Then off it again, breathing heavily, gasping for air, strands of saliva stretching between his member and her lips. Then another moan. I looked over to my right and saw Olive and Pete. She was sitting behind him, her long legs wrapped tightly around him, her arms reaching around him ...