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Rebecca With The Smell Of Sex

It is quite hard to concentrate on role-playing when there is a strong smell of sex coming from the woman next to you, especially as you were responsible for it. Nobody said a word whilst she was in there, but there were some comments as to how they wished they’d done that to her after she changed rooms. My now husband just sat there smugly.

During the second day, there wasn’t really much chance for a sex break. They popped to get lunch, during which she told him it felt like she was oozing into her panties, and he’d have to sort the mess out later. She knew he would.

The hours flew by as the game got more intense and everyone convened in the largest room about 6 hours from the end for the Acme products fight. It was hilarious and everyone had a great time.

And all too soon, it was over. Next game would be the start of next term. Rebecca nodded to him across the crowded room, and she slipped out of it. He followed about a minute later and found her waiting round the corner for him. Her first words to him were “Are you going to do something about the mess in my panties?” Absolutely he would, but possibly not what she was thinking. Not yet anyway.

When they got back to her room, he stripped her again, apart from her panties and sat her on the bed. He held his cock towards her mouth and told her to get him hard again. She started running her tongue up and down the full length of the underside of his shaft, occasionally flicking her tongue over his glans. When he started to get hard, she added sliding his whole cock into her mouth into the mix, and she knew he was getting close.

But immediately after the first twitch that signified to her that he was about to cum, he pulled his cock away from her, stooped down, pulled the front of her panties away from her body and put the end of his cock into the void, before pumping his cum in between her panties and her cunt. Once he finished, he placed her panties back in place, patted the front of her panties to make the new cum ooze round her cunt, and asked if she wanted to get dinner.

It wasn’t quite the “doing something about the mess in my panties” she was expecting, but it did make her feel sexy as hell, and he assured her that dessert for him would be the contents of her panties. She was having cake.

But first, there was the period of having her panties filled in a cummy, juicy mess, and as a consequence, she smelt of sex again, the first lot having waned over the hours. They went out to be fed and watered, the smell of sex absolutely surrounding Rebecca. She loved it.

When they returned to her room, he stripped her again, this time peeling her panties off her before sitting her on the edge of the bed. The fabric of her panties was covered with a juicy cummy mixture, and he took the panties and wiped the worst of the mixture onto the tops of her tits, leaving a glistening layer across them. He took her panties back down and started wiping the cummy mess off her cunt, before lifting up her right tit and wiping the mess onto the underside of her tit and right into the crack. He repeated this for her left tit, and then stuffed her panties in his pocket. When he looked at her face, he saw curiosity and naughtiness, so he knew he was fine to carry on.

Then he dropped to his knees and placed his mouth towards the cummy mess that was her cunt, very fastidiously and methodically clearing the remaining mess. He left her clit to last, and she was already rather turned on the licking, so when he started flicking his tongue round her clit, she knew she was cumming again and couldn’t stop it (not that she wanted to). He quickened his tongue round her clit, and he felt her body start to tense and her cries heighten. A few more quick flicks with his tongue and she was cumming again, a few more flicks kept her orgasm going, and then after she stopped cumming, he very gently licked her cunt clean again.

He declared her cunt as all clear and clean and sat back to admire her in this very sexy pose. She told him that her orgasm was made stronger by the strong smell of sex emanating from her tits, and she reminded him that he needed to lick them clean too.

“All in good time” he told her, and he offered her a hand to get up. He then turned her round and bent her over her desk, her cummy tits squashed into the desk as she leant over it. He moved her legs slightly apart and rubbed his glans against her folds until he was hard again. He thinks she thought he was teasing her, as she started to beg for his cock, but he wasn’t quite hard enough yet. Her begging though did help to get his cock hard again, especially as her begging got more frantic.

Soon enough, his cock was hard enough, and so he began to put her out of her misery and started to nudge his glans in between her lips, nudging slowly and steadily into her cunt. He was in all the way, when he put his hands onto the front of her thighs and slowly began to draw his cock back and then forth, pulling on her thighs to ensure a good depth and power for the in-stroke.

He increased the rhythm of his strokes and increased the power with which he slammed into her. He felt his cock growing even harder and bending up slightly, meaning his glans was sliding along the bottom of her tunnel. Her language was getting more lewd, making it even harder for him to hold off, and yet he wanted her to cum too.

He moved his hand across from her thigh to her clit and started to play with it. Her voice went up in tone a notch and her language was really explicit about what she wanted. But all too soon, she was unable to speak, as she was barely able to catch her breath, and then, he felt her start to cum. After a couple more strokes to keep her orgasm going, he stopped and sprayed more cum into her well-used cunt.

She collapsed over the table in exhaustion, and he lifted her up and took her to her bed. He put her in it and started covering her over, when she said that he wasn’t leaving her that night, as in the morning, he’d need to lick the cum from on the top of and under her tits. So, he got into bed with her and spooned her as they went to sleep, his hand firmly grabbing on to one of her cummy tits as they lay there.

As he drifted off, he hoped this would become a regular occurrence, as he loved fucking his sassy American lover.

Rebecca With The Greedy Cunt

They played Toon for another five hours, and it was heading into the late evening. Most of the hardcore gamers were settling in for the night, but my husband was determined to fill Rebecca’s cunt. He passed her a note (whilst they were still playing) that asked, “Have you recovered enough?” and the reply came back simply as “Yes”.

Rebecca’s character and his were walking on a promontory high above a cliff, and his character stumbled, and started falling off the promontory. He reached out and grabbed for Rebecca’s character, which he succeeded in grabbing (the dice were kind to him), and the two off them fell off the promontory and into a different GM room.

At this time of night, people disappearing for a few hours was not unusual, so my husband and Rebecca walked up the stairs back to her room, my husband telling her how hard she was going to get fucked and how hard she was going to cum. Sassy as ever, she demanded less talk and more action, and said his cock would have to live up to his mouth.

The sexual tension between them went from slight to mega over the course of a flight of stairs. She touched his enclothed cock as they neared her room and licked her lips as it was delightfully hard.

As they slammed the door to her room, he was already pulling her top off. This was no time for delay, and she took off the bright red “fuck me” bra and hurled it across the room. He unbuttoned her trousers and slid them over her ass, her quickly following with her panties.

Then naked, she took his shirt off, and undid his belt and dropped his trousers, gasping out loud at the sight of him in a well-fitting black male thong. He turned round for her to see his ass in it (which does look very cute in a well-fitting thong), and he slid that down and stepped out of it.

He slightly picked her up and placed her on the bed, climbing on himself and nudging her legs apart. As he lent forward and started kissing her, his cock started rubbing and nudging against her cunt.

His cock was so hard, and her cunt was so slick that gently nudging turned in no time into a hands-free entry, and in a matter of moments, he was having slow deliberate long thrusts that made her slightly rear up as he drove in.

It felt good. Her cunt was clearly very slick, indicating just how excited she really was. His cock was growing ever so slightly with each thrust, and his hardness intensified with each squeeze of his cock with her cunt. Whilst continuing his rhythm, he alternated between her nipples and her mouth, licking her nipples and tonguily kissing her. Her breathing started to quicken as he kept up this relentless rhythm. No need to rush, this poor girl was going nowhere and building towards an orgasm completely in his control. Her face flushed and she sounded like she was struggling to breathe, and at that point, he accelerated his strokes, slamming into her cunt as far as he could on every stroke. He felt her tense up, as she locked her legs round his back, stopping him moving as she clearly convulsed and shook a number of times in orgasmic beauty. After what seemed like ages, but was probably less than a minute, she unlocked her legs and told him to cum in her, something it did not take him long to achieve; all it took was a minute of fucking, combined with her squeezing his cock with her cunt muscles.

After he had liberally sprayed the inside of her cunt with his thick white cum, he leant down and kissed her heartily and with tongues, whilst his spent cock shrank and slowly slipped out of her cunt.

As he lifted his weight off her, she rolled to one side and asked him to spoon her, which he was happy to do. He snuggled behind her, with his cock sitting in her ass crack, and his arms over her waist holding her close, clasping her lowest tit with his hand.

It wasn’t long before he realised that she was sound asleep, and as he was fighting to stay awake, he was soon able to follow.

They awoke with a start as Rebecca’s alarm went off. She slammed the top of it to silence it, and looked over her shoulder at him, smiling. She told him that was the best way to fall to sleep, and who was he to disagree?

He nibbled at her ear and asked her if she wanted to start the day with a gentle fuck, and she admitted that would be lovely. So, he rolled her over, she opened her legs and she played with his cock until it was hard (only took a very short time), and then he slipped into her cunt. She whispered in her ear that she didn’t want to cum, but she did want a slow fuck, to feel him hard inside her cunt and to feel his spasming and filling her cunt with his cum. She told him to focus on himself and to use her body for his pleasure.

That wasn’t something he was used to (still isn’t), but as he focussed on the strokes, he could feel her body moving under him. He knew she was enjoying herself, and that gave him the confidence to focus on his own pleasure, and that meant keeping his cock moving in her cunt for as long as possible and that meant fighting to stop himself cumming. Rebecca was squeezing his cock over and over with her cunt muscles, which was making it very hard for him to stop cumming. She clearly knew what he was trying to do, and the smirk on her face showed she was enjoying watching and feeling his struggle.

She was quite impressed at his stamina, but his cock was growing with each squeeze, and she knew she was going to have him cumming soon. She loved the look of discomfort and concentration on his face, as he focussed everything he had on not cumming.

And then she felt the first signs of a twitch, and she knew she had him. The look of concentration disappeared in an instant as his cum started spewing into her cunt again. She kept squeezing his cock to milk every last drop of cum, until his cock rapidly shrank and slipped out of her cunt.

He lent over and kissed her, and she told him they needed to get back to the game. He climbed off and they started to get dressed, only being interrupted because he decided he wanted to kiss her nipples before she put them away.

As they were walking down the corridor towards the game rooms, she told him she smelt of sex. Very strongly. He looked smug, but she didn’t seem particularly inclined to do anything about it. Let’s face it, strongly smelling of sex in a room full of gamers and knowing some of them will likely be getting turned on by it is good for the self-esteem, and she wasn’t ashamed of getting fucked, and she didn’t care who knew it.

His Fantasy, But A Cameo For The Girls (Part Two)

My husband knew his place. He wasn’t the focus of our all-girl orgasm party – he was merely there to provide a service, and he realised that he would be swallowing piss on and off all night. The secrecy and intrigue of him not knowing who the women were or what they were doing was a delightful twist, and as well as drinking the women’s piss, he had just had his cock emptied of cum after a prolonged cowgirl fuck, his softening cock sliding quickly out of her slick cunt as she got off him, whilst yet another woman drained her bladder.

And then all of a sudden, he was left on his own. Someone went back after a while and gave him a little of his favourite fizzy beverage to rinse his mouth out, but he didn’t know how long he was left for, whilst us women were enjoying ourselves with various orgasm related activities, and even sharing his cum load directly from the cunt involved.

Whilst we weren’t specifically loading our bladders up, a decent amount of carbonated fluid did give us more fullish bladders to empty, so after a decent amount of time, the women started trickling back to their human toilet to empty their refilled bladders, this time mostly in pairs (as women always seem to do!), and this time he could taste the cunt juices on each woman before they started pissing. That was tantalising him.

Whilst he was alone, he had started to process what had happened, and he began working out whose cunts he had tasted and smelled. I knew he would. He had bragged before of how he would be able to recognise any of the cunts he had eaten during his sexual career, and I think he realised I was about to test him on that. The cunt juices helped him to become more certain of his deductions and more confused about the ones he didn’t know. At this point, he was certain of four cunts and had ideas about some others, but there was the one he had no idea about.

There was one part of this exercise that I hadn’t really thought through, and that was his bladder, which by now was full to bursting, and of course him being tied down meant he couldn’t grab at it or move to ease his discomfort. One of the earlier women from the second round said she had noticed his rock-hard bladder and had decided he needed emptying to create more room. In his aroused state, pissing would be difficult, but she just sat on his chest and pressed down hard on his bladder firmly and repeatedly until he could resist no more and she forced a spurt of piss out of his cock. A flow followed, the piss going all over the bed and his body, seeping in between his skin and the latex. I was so glad I put the protective covers on the bed, and the moistness being close to his skin made his predicament even more uncomfortable, and he thought he’d be in that damp discomfort for a while yet.

Occasional pissing by the women carried on for a while, his mouth still eagerly hoovering up the piss despite the amount he had already consumed, and how his poor neck must have ached.

One of our number had already laid claim to his second load of cum, so at some point a little later in the evening, she decided it was time to collect and so she called us all in to take part in his milking. She placed his limp cock up against his damp body and start rubbing the underside of it with her hand right from his balls right up to the tip. They were quite rough with his cock really, rubbing it with some downwards force, pushing it into his belly. That vigorous rubbing brought it back to life and it started to get hard, grow and lift off his belly.

When it was upright, the rubbing with a hand stopped and he felt a cunt slide over it for a couple of minutes of fucking, before the cunt was removed and replaced with another one, and another and another; a sort of cunt relay with two minute legs. He realised that they weren’t about to stop until his cock had explode uncontrollably for a second time, and he amused himself by playing cunt roulette with them, trying his best to hold back his cum until he no longer could. Mind over matter, trying to keep control of his cock whilst his mouth was being filled with piss again. Several times he felt his cock have that final growth and hardening spurt that immediately proceeds an orgasm, but on every occasion, having felt it themselves, they immediately withdrew their cunt, delaying his orgasm a while and giving another cunt a chance to ride. And then, one time, the cunt didn’t withdraw at his final growth, instead bedding down to a fast rhythm of squeezing at his hard cock. A few seconds later, having held off for as long as he could, his cock finally and repeatedly spewed his cum into the moist cunt enveloping it, and we again licked his cum out of the cunt involved, sharing it between all the women. He mused if it was the same cunt or a different one. He’ll find out soon enough.

With his cock drained twice and his mouth still tasting of piss, his ordeal was nearly over. Us women were mostly orgasmed out, and so as it was late, we decided to close the party and drift away. I only released him once everyone had gone.

What I need to do now is the part my husband has been waiting for. Who were the women? What was particularly mean was there was one cunt that he didn’t recognise; in fact, he was sure he’d never tasted it before and now of course, he knows he was right. But he still doesn’t know who it was. Of course, he also had no idea which cunts he came in either time.

And so, to the naming. He got a number of participants, me and Victoria obviously, Laura, Paula and Sara. He also correctly worked out two cunts from over a decade ago: Anne (his best friend’s little sister, whose virginity he took) and Debs (a former FWB from work, who he fucked for a good number of years). He also correctly worked out there was a new woman in the mix, and that was the woman who specifically wanted him to cum in her cunt, and whose cunt he came in both times that night. That woman was Kat, a friend of ours who is a totally filthy slut, but until recently, was in a lesbian monogamous relationship, so the most she got to do was flirt.

Kat first came to his attention at a friend’s birthday party, when she leant in through a window, and my husband and another man who were sitting at a table outside got a completely unobscured and unapologetic view up her tiny but floaty skirt of her totally smooth hairless cunt and the bottom of her ass, unhindered by panties. She stayed in position for quite a few minutes (holding a conversation inside as the two men looked), and when she did eventually move, she just smiled sweetly and moved on. She was wearing a headband with little black cat ears that day, and in fact, she gave them to me a few years later for incorporating into a sex costume I was making.

But she was absolutely doing the window display deliberately. A girl after my own heart. A simple love of display and some willing and friendly folks to display to. Certainly, neither of the men have forgotten the incident, and Kat is really smug about that.

My husband dreamed of going up behind her when she was bent through the window and just fucking her in front of everyone. This wasn’t quite the same, but after all these years, he did get to be fucked by her in front of 7 lusty hyped up women. Another cunt to add to the list and Kat has said she’ll be round for a proper hard fuck where he isn’t immobilised soon. Even more interesting, each woman also had her cunt over his erect cock for a two minute session (some doubling up), but Kat was the only one he came in, totally by design.

So now my husband knows. I expect he’ll be over the moon, especially with Kat, and getting Debs and Anne involved again. For Anne, it was her first ever lesbian experiences (and given the enthusiasm of her tongue and her keenness to be worked on by the other women, it won’t be her last). All amazing women, and without exception, every single one loved the human toilet situation. As did my husband, and as if having your mouth pissed in by multiple women isn’t degrading enough to then have your own bladder emptied all over you is even more degrading.

I know my husband wants to do the human toilet thing again: he’s still obsessed with the position. I dread to think how much piss he drank, but without exception, all the women absolutely loved the dynamics of the situation. His neck ached the following day, but one of his last remaining unfulfilled fantasies was ticked off the list.

His Fantasy, But A Cameo For The Girls (Part One)

I tugged at the underbed restraints holding my husband’s arms in place, checking they were tight and didn’t give him any chance to move. I pulled at the buckles on the spreader bar holding his feet about half a metre apart, and then at the rope work that pinned the spreader bar to the headboard: that too was tight. I wasn’t that experienced with rope work, so I was pleased with my efforts.

It didn’t look a comfortable position for him, being tied to the bed face up, with his head hanging over the bottom of the bed and his spreader bar restrained feet tied to the headboard. I think the head hanging over the edge gave him a good idea what was likely to happen to him; I was about to fulfil a long-held fantasy of his, with a position and act he saw described somewhere years before he met me.

He had no idea I had been planning this, and I decided that fulfilling his fantasy would be his cameo at our all-girls orgasm party to celebrate the centenary post on this blog. I knew this was a particularly kinky scenario he longed for and I knew it would make a very kinky blog post. I decided to add the rope work and the spreader bar, and added a fantasy of mine into the mix, as I bought him an all-over latex suit, covering his whole body, apart from his mouth and nostrils, and a strip from his cock round to the top of his ass crack. Everything else was covered in latex. Before he loaded himself into the suit, I had him put earplugs in, so he couldn’t see or hear anything, but he could smell and taste.

After his arms were locked in place, but before his legs, I inserted his inflatable butt plug, which I inflated until he moaned, and then with him immobilised, I inflated the butt plug more as I saw fit, a couple of pumps at a time, until it was clearly causing him a lot of discomfort. However, his cock was stirring without any input from anyone, despite the large ass invasion (which would often hamper an erection), so he was definitely getting excited.

I knew it would be mind-blowing for him and he had no idea what the rest of us would get up to. All he knew was that he was the only man at the otherwise all-girl party and that he was to be used by the guests, rather than being a guest himself. Once he had been tied down, he had no rights and what happened to him was totally in our control.

So, after checking the restraints, I gave the bulb on the inflatable butt plug a couple more pumps. He moaned again, but otherwise didn’t say anything. He knew his place.

I left him as the guests started to arrive. Seven women all aware of exactly what I had planned, and all primed and ready to go. They all knew he was an important bit part player in the evening, but they were all primed to use him first. Eight women, including me, all at various stages of discomfort because of our full bladders. They knew he was to be our toilet for the evening, and they knew how he was to be used. So did he; the head position told him everything he needed to know.

I was concerned some of the women might not be keen to do this, that they might get stage fright and be unable to piss, or that they would not want their first action in front of the other women to be pissing. I need not have worried. Most of them seemed to have pissed in front of other women before, often rather a lot. There were, it seems, too many late night outdoor squatting sessions in their collective histories. My mind at ease, I could sit back and enjoy what was about to unfold, a wonderful display of womanhood shared between people with a single common link.

And soon it was time. We all gathered in the bedroom as the first woman assumed the position, feet slightly apart, knees bent, ass sticking out with his head a few inches under her ass. She pulled his head up between her legs, planting his face unceremoniously against her cunt and she started pissing in his mouth with no delay, no warning, just head up and the flow began. Luckily, he knew what was coming, so he knew what he had to do. She had been doing the thigh squeezing as soon as she arrived, and during the half hour waiting for all the guests to arrive, she had progressed to the bending over cunt grabbing stage and was clearly the guest most in need of relief.

She knew the score and fought to keep her flow to a speed he could swallow, somebody else talking the new women through the mechanics, all with a background soundtrack of him gulping for all he was worth. The speed of her starting to piss once his mouth was in place surprised him, the fierceness of her early piss stream did not. Her moderating her flow meant that he was able to keep up swallowing her piss, and eventually, the flow subsided and after a few spurts as she squeezed out the last drops, he started licking her dry.

And when she was happy with how dry she was, she just lowered his head and let go of it and moved away. Clearly the act excited all the women present, and our first pisser was almost immediately replaced by another women, who had been made more desperate hearing the piss spurting from the first woman. Several of the other women were rubbing their cunts, either to try to stem the force of their own collected piss, or to wank a little at their excitement at the visual and audible feast they were part of.

The second crotch grabbing thigh squeezer took position and pulled his head in place, making sure her cunt was planted over his mouth. Her piss was not immediately forthcoming, most likely because she hasn’t done anything like this before. He flicked his tongue round her cunt, noticing how she was already sexually excited, and he kept flicking in tongue round until he tasted the first drop of her piss. Then he locked on, whilst the dribble turned into a flood and he was back to full speed gulping. She was at risk of flooding his mouth, but he was just about able to keep up, although he was relieved when the flood started abating again, and after her last squeeze, he licked her clean and dry.

She lifted her cunt off his face and moved away, giving him a chance to have some good gulps of air. But mere moments later, he realised another woman had taken up the position and was lifting his face up to their cunt. As he stuck his tongue out to find her cunt and locate her pisshole, he realised he was in for a long night. Some cameo.

He was bracing for another flood of warm tangy piss, as he realised what he was in for now; woman after woman draining her bladder into his mouth in his dream position. He didn’t know how many women were there (and that was particularly mean of me), but he had said he wanted to live out the fantasy, not believing I’d find enough women willing to take part. He should know me by now.

Whilst the third use as a toilet was going on, one of the other women noticed his cock, which by this point was fairly erect. A mouth was quickly put over his cock, slowly sucking on it whilst the pissing was still going on at the other end. Over the course of the next ten minutes, several women sucked and licked at his cock, whilst several further women carried on pissing into his mouth.

All the sucking and licking at his cock was getting him ready to explode, as at his mouth, yet another cunt with a full bladder replaced an already drained one.

Finally, the mouths left his cock and he felt the unmistakable feeling of a warm moist cunt slide down onto it, starting a slow rhythmic fuck in what he thought was reverse cowgirl. What he didn’t know was that one woman had particularly asked to ride his cock, as she wanted a load of cum inside her cunt, and because she hadn’t really had the chance before.

The cowgirl slowly increased the pace as yet more piss flowed into his mouth, both making his cock grow steadily larger and harder. Another change of cunt over his mouth and a now relentless and frenetic cunt fuck and as his cock grew larger with one final growth and it fired cum at high power deep inside the cunt.

I know it has wound him up not knowing whose cunt he filled with cum, but he will be pleased when he finds out, as it is someone new (but I know he’ll be happy with her, as he’s known her for a number of years). I also know that it wound him up that he had no idea how many women there were, or indeed, who those women were, and he still doesn’t know that last bit; he will find out at exactly the same time as you, in the final part of this blog post.

Centenary Orgy

I was starting to get really excited. I had been planning this for months, especially to celebrate my blogging centenary. I always planned to have a massive sex party to celebrate the half-centenary, but fate intervened and that didn’t happen. So, many months ago, I decided that we had to have a party this time.

But, as we got nearer to the hundredth post, my thoughts began to change a little. I realised that what I really wanted to do was to celebrate the amazing women that have appeared in this blog, women who all love sex, who embrace orgasms, who really go for it sexually (even if they aren’t really sure how things might work out), and who defy the stereotypes or societal norms meant to keep women in their place (sexually or otherwise).

In this blog so far, we’ve named twelve women, some I don’t know, many I do, some from recent times, some longer ago. But all the women mentioned here are amazing, because of their attitudes, because of their love of sex and sexual adventure, and because they are, for the most part, up for giving things a try. This blog is fundamentally about women, and so it does seem fitting that the centenary post is about women too.

For the most-part, the men referred to here are part of the women’s stories, and in making the posts about the women, I somewhat (and a little deliberately) downplay the men. I wanted to maintain this female focus, as so much of what is out there is about and aimed at men; I wanted something to be about us.

That having been said, there is one man whose story is intricately woven into this blog. I never intended to have stories of women my husband fucked, women I’ve never met, but a lot of the stories seemed to fit my female viewpoint of the blog. So, you are reading more of my husband’s story than I ever intended, and therefore, I think it wouldn’t be appropriate to exclude him from the centenary celebration altogether.

Over a few weeks, a plan coalesced into view, a plan centred around and staring the women, but with a small, sustained part for my husband, a part that he would never forget.

This very special party happened a couple of weekends ago. It was an all-girl party (apart from the cameo from my husband), where anything between the women went; masturbation, oral, strap-ons, tits, asses, cunt, whatever. The only request I made of each and every woman was that if they came, they wouldn’t hold back. They’d just take full advantage of the other wonderful women in attendance, all willingly, all in fun, all with love, all for the O. I guess I was thinking orgy, where anyone was game for anything with anyone.

And this is where it was quite an ask, because a number of the women didn’t actually know anyone else there in reality, only from the pages of the blog (although I can tell you now that some people there haven’t even been published in the blog yet).

If I’m honest, I’m amazed some of these wonderful women accepted the invitation, given what was expected of them. They are kinky bitches the lot of them, getting kinkier all the time. All the women were naked below the waist for the entire evening, and then totally naked for the second half. Nakedness in front of women in a social setting was a freedom that some were enjoying for the first time. I loved seeing so many beautiful cunts all on display, totally without shame and not a single attempt to hide anything. It was a beautiful liberating expression of womanhood, and one I will remember for a long time.

And I loved what we got up to, the sheer joy of sharing our sexual voyages with other women, of women (one had never been with another woman) allowing themselves to be taken to sexual crescendo with enthusiasm and without doubt or shame. There was so much bodily contact, including groping and pawing of tits and intimate and intrusive examinations of cunts and assholes. There was an abundance of masturbation, either solo or each other, singly and in groups. There were even a number of strap-ons deployed for use on cunt and asshole, with an astonishing amount of lube consumed in the process. Amazing women doing amazing things in the pursuit of amazing orgasms.

Not one of the women shied away from any of this: every single one joining in with making others cum as well as themselves. It was a delight, a visual feast. We even shared my husband’s cum loads directly from the cunt involved. That was a total joy too.

But of course, this wasn’t all about him. We had a chart to ensure that all the women got a fair share and to sample everyone, but that wasn’t really needed. The action came thick and fast, and the visual feat of all these orgasms from all these cunts kept everyone near the edge all the time. Without needing to resort to the chart, each woman masturbated and masturbated others, their cunts were licked out and they licked out others, their ass cracks were licked down and assholes teased, and returning the favour, and their tits were sucked on, pulled, squeezed and generally worked to maintain arousal.

All in all, it was an amazing night, and one totally suitable to celebrate one hundred posts on this blog. For one of the women there, it was her first lesbian experience, and given the enthusiasm of her tongue, the abandon with which she orgasmed and the eagerness with which she tried things with a woman, it certainly won’t be her last.

For some of the women involved, it was the first such party, and as such, their counts of connecting sexually with other females took a major increase.

What was particularly magnificent was those that had not met anyone else at the party (apart from my husband, but he was hardly in a position to help) came and just got their cunts out and joined in wholeheartedly. I could not have expected more, and yet they delivered. What totally wonderful, determined and up for anything women they are. I suspect it won’t be the last time I get to taste their cunts too; if the party is anything to go by, they seem to have acquired a taste for it. What a dream situation I’m in at the moment. I’m so lucky to have access to the magnificent cunts of so many wonderful women, and I really can’t get enough.

And then, there was my husband’s cameo. A small yet important part in proceedings for the women, and yet a fully immersive experience for him, crossing off one of the few items on his list that he has yet to do. When you read about his cameo in the next blog post, it is important to remember that some of the women in the room had never done anything like this before. Stage fright could have curtailed their involvement, but it didn’t happen, and all the women took a full part with him. And he’ll never forget it. The women probably won’t either, but a centenary party that introduces people to new things, that changes their lives forever and that creates memories that will never fade is a perfect way to celebrate.

Here’s to the next one hundred blog posts (and the next few cunts I get to taste!)

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