Exploring The Windy City - Sex Stories

Exploring The Windy City

It began with casual drinks. As awkward that you might think a pre-planned orgy would be, I felt an incredibly odd amount of comfort in it all. I wore a tight black dress, and hidden beneath it were a black lace bustier, black lace panties, a black lace garter belt, and fishnet stockings. Conversation persisted until someone began some fire play. A woman was lying down, another was articulately placing a string of trick cotton on her leg. The room was quiet in anticipation. The lighter flickered, the cotton was lit, and the fire traced up her leg in the wild way that only fire can demonstrate. The room erupted into fascination and excitement. I volunteered to try next. My garter belt was unfastened, my fishnets were pushed down to my calves, and my dress was pushed up so that my panties were flashing the room. As I lay there, the woman again meticulously placed the cotton in a row on my thigh, the room staring. The cotton was lit, the fire traced up my thigh sinuously, and the heat projected onto my body. “Not so bad”, I said, smiling. I took a seat on the couch as others took their turn with the fire. The sounds of the room buoyed respectively with each new fire-goer. Quiet in anticipation, loud again when the snaking of the fire was ended. A woman sat next to me on the couch and we began talking. The couple drinks that I had were affecting me now, and the fire play and the overall excitement of the event had left some wetness in my panties. We continued talking, and a ...

... few short moments later, she asked to kiss me. We began slowly, erotically. Her hands explored my neck, my body. I wrapped my legs around her, feeling her breasts. She took off my dress, leaving me in my full set of black lace lingerie. My wetness was increasing, and she brought her hands down my body to find my clit through my panties. She started rubbing as we kissed, my excitement growing still. My hips began rocking, trying to intensify the sensation. I heard people behind me, watching my ass in the air, my pleasure apparent. I didn’t care. A woman came up behind me, and asked if she could feel my ass. I left the other woman’s mouth to whisper a “yes”. She brought a blindfold, and the woman underneath me placed it over my eyes, robbing me of my sight. Her hands began caressing my ass as I continued to rock back and forth on the other’s lap. The woman underneath me pushed my panties aside, and inserted two fingers, feeling for herself the wetness that had accumulated. My excitement grew, and I tried desperately to move my body so that I could fuck her fingers the way I fuck a cock. “I want to be fucked from behind”, I told her. A man joined in, grabbing my neck, pulling my mouth on his. I had 6 hands on me, and I loved it. As I fucked her fingers, forcing them deeper inside me, I began hearing the moans from the next room. I wanted cock, desperately, so my mind was half with these three people, and half in the other room. “Cum for us”, I heard the man whisper. I tried ...