Chapter 9: Orgy with Ayleen, Clara, Sofie, Mel

I returned to the party and let the scene sink in. The atmosphere buzzed with a mix of sweat, excitement, and the pulse of music reverberating through the walls. The strobe light flickered over the crowd, casting everyone in sharp bursts of light and shadow, while the fog machine added a hazy, surreal atmosphere to the room.

Nearly everyone was drunk by this point, stumbling between laughter and slurred conversations. In the corners, couples were making out, kissing deeply and groping each other over their clothes, lost in the haze of alcohol and the thrill of the night. The kitchen had turned into a makeshift dance floor, where a few girls continued to sway seductively, their bodies moving fluidly in rhythm with the music. Their revealing outfits clung to their damp skin, and their laughter broke through the beat, cutting across the room while the guys mostly watched, drinks in hand, eyes lingering on the action.

It was the kind of scene you’d expect at a college party—people too drunk to care, others lost in the moment, everyone basking in the wild, reckless energy that filled the air.

I had another diabolical thought. The party was already wild, but I wanted to test something new—something I had been thinking about for a while. I went to my room and retrieved a small vial of tx34. While I had tested its ability to heighten arousal and reduce inhibitions in direct contact with one woman, I wasn’t sure how potent it would be in an uncontrolled setting, but this seemed like the perfect opportunity to find out.

Returning to the party, I headed straight for the fog machine. Everyone was too distracted by the music and their drinks to pay attention to what I was doing. I pretended to refill it, carefully pouring the contents of the vial into the liquid reservoir. Then I cranked the fog up to high volume, watching as the room quickly filled with the spiked mist.

Did it work like that? I was curious to see if it would have any noticeable effect. As the fog thickened, I scanned the room for changes. It didn’t take long.

The girls who had been dancing started to move differently—more sensually, their hips swaying with a newfound confidence. Within minutes, tops were coming off. One by one, they stripped off their shirts, proudly exposing their tits without a hint of shame or hesitation. The guys couldn’t believe what they were seeing, their eyes glued to the spectacle unfolding before them.

But it wasn’t just the dancers. The couples making out in the corners became more frenzied, the girls grabbing their partners’ cocks through their pants, grinding against them as if they couldn’t get close enough. Everything felt charged with an electric intensity. The heat in the room seemed to rise as inhibitions dropped.

It wasn’t long before one of the couples crossed a line. Right there in front of everyone, they started fucking, lost in the haze of the spiked fog. The girl was on her knees, her partner unbuttoning his pants as the rest of the party watched, too enthralled or too turned on to care.

The girls on the dance floor went looking for victims. A lot of guys had passed out, leaving a surplus of willing females eager for attention. I locked eyes with a half-naked dark-skinned beauty, her huge nipples visible through the sheer fabric of her top. She moved like a predator, confident and alluring, a lion in search of prey. Maintaining the lock on my eyes, she approached me, casually sliding her pants down her legs, the fabric pooling at her feet.

As she closed the distance, the noise of the party faded into the background. All that mattered was the electric connection between us, a magnetic pull that drew her closer. Her gaze was fierce, filled with a mix of hunger and mischief. I could feel the heat radiating off her body, intoxicating and irresistible.

When she reached me, she didn’t hesitate. With a playful smirk, she knelt before me, her hands tracing the outline of my erection through my pants. The world around us faded away, the chaotic energy of the party replaced by a singular focus on the moment. She pulled down my zipper, revealing my growing hardness, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

I could feel the weight of her desire as she wrapped her lips around my shaft, her mouth warm and inviting. She didn’t even flinch at the taste of Mary’s juices lingering on it; her lips enveloped me with a tightness that felt incredible. Her dark skin contrasted beautifully with my cock, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

As she bobbed her head up and down, her huge tits danced in my line of sight, swaying enticingly, a perfect distraction as I lost myself in the sensation. Her tongue swirled around the tip, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through me. Each movement of her mouth felt electrifying, her determined gaze never wavering from mine, heightening the intensity of the moment.

I glanced around—the atmosphere was electric, and most couples had succumbed to their desires, bodies entwined in the haze of the fog. A few girls still prowled the room, searching for someone to claim, their eyes sparkling with lust.

Two of them approached us, naked and dripping with raw desire and burning need to be filled, walking confidently, almost threatening, flaunting their stunning bodies like a promise of pure sin.

The first one, a redheaded, petite, eighteen-year-old high school flirt, had her pointy A-cup tits jutting forward like they were begging for me to grab them, hard. Oh my god, those perfect cone-shaped tits were so firm, they didn’t bounce at all as she moved! They stood there like they were molded to tease. I just had to get them in my hands. Her freckled skin glowed under the lights, and her mischievous grin made it clear she knew exactly what she wanted from me. The little slit in the huge gap between her legs looked so innocent—like a gateway to her untouched body. Her emerald eyes locked onto mine, filled with raw lust as she stepped closer.

The second was a tall, slender Russian bombshell with long blonde hair that cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall. Her perfectly proportioned B-cup tits bounced gently as she walked, the firm roundness of her chest drawing my eyes immediately. Her nipples were small and pink, hard from the cool air, and her entire frame moved with a sensual elegance. Her pussy had the softest, delicate lips that revealed a delightful hint of her wet, pink inner folds as she walked. Her icy blue eyes, long legs, toned body practically vibrating with energy, and her whole demeanor promised she was not approaching just to tease.

With the dark-skinned beauty still working my shaft, the sight of these two new hungry babes approaching, like wolves moving in on the kill, made my heart pound like a hammer from the thrill of the situation.

With a smile, I wrapped my arms around each of them, feeling their warmth against my body as I squeezed their soft breasts, my fingers sinking into the plump flesh of their delicate curves. As I pulled them closer, I slid my hands down to cup their tight little slits, feeling the wet heat radiating from between their legs. I slipped a finger inside the redhead, her moan filling my ears as I explored her tightness, while my other hand traced the smooth skin of the Russian’s thigh, teasingly inching closer to her dripping folds.

We took turns French kissing, our tongues dancing together, lost in the delicious chaos surrounding us. All the while, the dark-skinned beauty remained at my feet, expertly sucking on my cock, her warm mouth enveloping me with an incredible tightness. With each thrust, I felt the intensity building. As the Russian goddess leaned in to kiss me, the dark-skinned slut pushed hard. Suddenly, I felt my shaft push deeper, entering her throat, until her lips touched the base of my cock.

I groaned in ecstasy into the Russian’s mouth from this sudden tightness around my dick. I could get used to the feeling of her deep-throating me.

The combination of their soft bodies against me, the heat of their arousal, and the mesmerizing sight of the dark-skinned beauty swallowing my cock was almost too much to handle. If I hadn’t just enjoyed intense sex with Mary, I would have come already — but that gave me some extra time to appreciate the attention of three incredibly hot chicks.

With each thrust of my fingers inside them, their bodies responded like they’d been hit with an electric current. The tx34 fog swirling around us fed their burning desire, making their breaths come in short, sharp gasps. Those gasps quickly turned into needy, desperate moans as my fingers worked faster, deeper.

The redhead’s tight little pussy clamped down on my fingers like a vice, her whole body trembling violently as her hips bucked wildly against my hand. The Russian bombshell’s drenched folds were slick with her arousal, coating my fingers as I thrust into her, feeling her muscles pulse, her legs quivering as she struggled to keep control.

Their moans became frantic, their bodies arching and shaking uncontrollably as I pushed them relentlessly to the edge.

In less than five minutes, the redhead’s mouth fell open in a silent scream, her eyes squeezing shut, while wave after wave of bliss crashed over her. The Russian wasn’t far behind, lost in her own ecstasy—her face flushed pink, her entire body spasming as her orgasm hit her like a lightning bolt. Both of them were quaking now, legs twitching uncontrollably, breaths coming in ragged gasps, until they finally collapsed against me.

At that point, I withdrew from my dark-skinned lover’s mouth, her lips still glistening from my cock, and brought her to her feet. Her body was humming with arousal, her chest rising and falling rapidly. I slid my hand between her legs, my fingers immediately finding her swollen, throbbing clit. I rubbed it firmly, just enough to send a jolt through her body. Her head fell back, and she moaned in pleasure, her lips parting as she surrendered completely, prepped for what was coming next.

Before we could continue, I decided to ask their names. The dark-skinned beauty whispered Ayleen, the blonde Russian chick purred Clara, and the fierce redhead growled Sofie. As they hushed their names into my ear, their naked bodies pressed against me, soft skin rubbing and grinding, needy for more. Each whisper sent a shiver down my spine, their warm breath fueling the fire already roaring inside me.

I knew exactly how I wanted to continue. Turning all three of them to face the wall, I ordered them to stick out their asses. They complied instantly, their glistening pussies now fully exposed, slick and eager, ready to be taken from behind. I stood behind Ayleen in the middle, her toned ass jutted out just for me, her pussy already twitching in anticipation. I couldn’t resist marveling at the sight: three perfect young asses in a row, with a glistening pussy nestled in the triangle of their butt cheeks and their wide thigh gaps.

Oh, how I loved these wide gaps between slender legs, so much associated with teenagers and exceedingly rare in more mature women. These gaps enhance a cunt so prominently, making access so much easier, that the sight alone was enough to drive me wild.

I ran my fingers teasingly around each dripping cunt, sliding inside just enough to make them gasp. Their bodies responded with lustful moans and trembles, their hips bucking back against my hands, desperate for more. Finally, unable to hold back any longer, I grabbed Ayleen by the hips and thrust deep inside her, my cock plunging into her slick, tight pussy while my fingers continued to toy with the others to her left and right.

Their moans grew louder, bodies pressed hard against the wall as I took turns fucking each of them, rotating from one to the other, all while teasing their clits with my fingers.

Each time I entered one, she erupted in a frenzy of uncontrollable spasms, her body shaking violently as she climaxed almost instantly. The tx34 fog made them so sensitive, the slightest touch sent them over the edge, again and again.

I fucked them relentlessly, pushing each of them through orgasm after orgasm, their legs shaking, knees nearly buckling from the intensity. No words can describe the feeling of power it gives a man if a babe explodes in orgasm from just pushing into her, over and over. It feels as if you have a magic dick that no one can resist. They surrender to you, unable to control their instinctive response to your penetration.

While I fucked them, the room was filled with the sound of slapping skin, wet moans, and the gasps of pure ecstasy. I savored every moment, feeling their different textures, the way their tight pussies gripped me, the way they sounded as they came, their gasps turning into screams of pleasure.

At one point, I was banging into Sofie, the fierce redhead who fucked with relentless energy. Her body glistened with sweat, each movement fueled by raw desire. As she let out another piercing scream of joy, I caught her glance toward the sleeping guys in the back, which sparked a wicked idea in my mind. “Sofie, point out your boyfriend,” I challenged, my voice low and taunting.

Between her panting breaths, she waved toward a dude slumped in a lounge chair, a bottle of vodka still clutched in his hand. “Jake, there, with the red shirt,” she managed to say, her eyes flashing with mischief.

A dude in a red shirt, apparently Jake, was snoring loudly, completely wasted and oblivious to the chaos around him. That was just what I needed.

“Ayleen, give this Jake dude one of your phenomenal blow jobs and come back with his seeds in your mouth. If you do that, I’ll give you an orgasm like no other!” I demanded, my excitement growing at the thought of the ensuing spectacle.

Ayleen was hungry with lust and desire. Without hesitation, she moved toward Jake, her glistening body glowing with urgency. “No! Don’t do it!” Sofie exclaimed, her voice laced with panic and jealousy. “You can’t just use him like that!” But her protests fell on deaf ears as Ayleen slipped between his legs.

Ayleen turned him so he wouldn’t see Sofie being pounded by me, then slapped his face a few times, stirring him from his drunken stupor, his eyes fluttering open to the sight of her beautiful figure. She didn’t waste any time; with a wicked grin, she undid his pants and freed his limp cock.

Her lips wrapped around him, coaxing him to life, and slowly, his cock began to stiffen. Even in his hazy state, Jake groaned, his body responding to her relentless attention. I could see Sofie squirming in agony, her instincts flaring with jealousy as she watched her boyfriend cheat on her, even though having my cock buried deep inside her didn’t leave her much room to complain. “No!” escaped her lips, a protest rising in her throat.

Before she could voice her frustration further, I flicked my fingers against her swollen clit, catching her off guard. The sudden shock of pleasure consumed her, an intense wave of ecstasy crashing over her, silencing her protests. Her body arched as I stimulated her most sensitive spot, sending her spiraling into an orgasm that left her breathless and utterly compliant.

I watched Ayleen as she expertly brought Jake to full hardness. It didn’t take long before I saw his legs stiffen, his hips jerking up as Ayleen pushed him over the edge. With a weak grunt, Jake released his load, his cock throbbing as his cum shot into Ayleen’s eager mouth.

Sofie squirmed again, torn between the lust that made her pussy clench and the sharp pang of jealousy as she watched her boyfriend get off in Ayleen’s throat.

As Ayleen returned to us, a proud gleam in her eyes, I could see the creamy evidence of Jake’ seed glistening on her tongue. She leaned down toward Sofie, but Sofie’s expression was conflicted, her jealousy and discomfort written all over her face. “No, please...” she whispered, her voice trembling.

Ayleen didn’t stop. She pressed her lips to Sofie’s, sharing the warm load in a deep, sensual kiss. Sofie resisted at first, her body tense, but the intensity of the kiss melted her resolve. Her whimpers faded into a moan, her body finally giving in, betraying her conflicted feelings.

“Thanks for letting me use your boyfriend,” Ayleen purred, pulling back with a satisfied grin as she licked her lips, while Sofie lay beneath her, panting with a mix of frustration and raw desire.

Not ready to let Sofie stew in her jealousy any longer, I grabbed Clara by her blonde hair, guiding her head down toward Sofie’s swollen clit. Sofie whimpered, a mix of resistance and need flickering in her eyes, but Clara didn’t hesitate. She latched onto Sofie’s oversized clit, sucking it with skilled precision. Sofie gasped, her body jerking in response as Clara’s tongue teased and flicked, sending electric shocks of pleasure coursing through her.

“Don’t you dare complain now,” I growled, thrusting my fingers back into Sofie’s dripping cunt as Clara worked her magic on that thick nub. Sofie’s protests dissolved into a series of helpless moans. Her hips bucked uncontrollably, a flood of orgasms tearing through her one after another, each more intense than the last. Her body trembled under the force of it, until all she could do was clutch the floor, her voice reduced to incoherent gasps. By the time Clara was finished with her, Sofie’s body lay limp, her jealousy completely drowned in the relentless waves of ecstasy.

With Sofie temporarily subdued, it was Ayleen’s turn to claim her promised reward. I didn’t waste any time. I pressed her down onto the hard floor, her legs spreading wide for me as I bent down between her thighs, my mouth finding her soaked pussy. The taste of her juices drove me wild. I sucked and licked her soft, plush pussy lips, swirling my tongue around her swollen clit until her entire body trembled beneath me. Her legs clamped around my head as her first orgasm hit, her cries echoing off the walls as she bucked against my mouth, overwhelmed by the intensity.

But I wasn’t done. As she panted and writhed, I positioned myself above her, thrusting deep into her still-quivering pussy. She moaned loudly, her back arching as I filled her completely. I pounded into her, her tight walls clenching around my cock with every thrust, as her breathless gasps became desperate moans of pleasure. Her second orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, her body jerking violently beneath me, her eyes wide with shock as if she hadn’t expected it to be so intense.

But I kept going, driven by her needy whimpers and the feeling of her slick heat wrapped around me. Each thrust pushed her closer to the edge again, until finally, her entire body seized up in a final orgasm so intense, she almost passed out. Her muscles buckled and twitched uncontrollably, even after I pulled out, her body still riding the aftershocks long after I was done. She lay on the floor, gasping for breath, her skin flushed, and her legs still trembling as the last remnants of her pleasure rippled through her like a wild, uncontrollable force.

After Ayleen’s body finally stilled from the intensity of her climax, I wasted no time shifting between them again. Their naked bodies were glistening with sweat, skin still tingling from the orgasms they had just ridden. I positioned myself behind Clara, plunging into her tight, slick pussy as her soft moans filled the air. Her hips bucked against me with a neediness that spurred me on. Sofie, still recovering from Clara’s tongue, shuddered as I grabbed her by the waist, switching between pounding into each of them in turn, savoring the different grips of their cunts around me. Ayleen, her legs still trembling from her earlier release, opened them wide again, inviting me to take her once more, her pussy still slick and ready for my pleasure.

The heat in the room intensified, their moans blending with the sound of wet slaps as I moved between them. Each of their bodies responded with desperation, fueling my own rising tension.

When I finally felt my own release building, I lined up all three of them again facing the wall, asses pushed out as far as possible. I aimed my first load at the redhead Sofie and drove into her with renewed energy. The point of no return was coming closer.

“I’m coming, babe!” I groaned, pushing into her with force.

“Yes! Do it, I want it!” she coaxed me, barely able to speak as her own arousal peaked.

“Uhhh, here it comes,” I shouted, as my release became inevitable. My balls pumped their contents into my cock, which felt like a loaded cannon, ready to fire. I pushed into her one last time and held it tight, pressing into her so strongly she could barely hold herself up. Then the moment of my release came, and it was as if time slowed down. Calmness washed over me as every muscle prepared for the final act of the mating process. I pressed hard into Sofie, trying to extend this ecstatic moment for as long as possible, not moving at all.

After what felt like an eternity, a little twitch in her vagina triggered my explosion. Everything came back to life. My body twisted and jerked from the orgasmic shockwave. My cock throbbed as I shot deep inside her, feeling her walls tighten around me in response. Without wasting a second, I withdrew and rammed into Clara, who received the second spurt with a moan that echoed off the walls, then further to Ayleen.

I kept moving between them, sliding in and out of each dripping pussy, long after my last spurt of cum had been deposited. By moving between all three, I was smearing my cum along my shaft and spreading it evenly. Their bodies quivered beneath me, barely able to stand, as they received those powerful swimmers in my spunk.

When I was positive that each had received a good dose of my potent sperm, I lowered them gently to the floor, arranging their exhausted bodies on discarded sweaters. As soon as they hit the floor, they passed out, spent from the endless pleasure of countless orgasms.

I looked around and saw bodies scattered like fallen soldiers, some couples collapsed on top of each other, spent from the endless sex. A few of the girls were still lazily fingering themselves, though it was clear the exhaustion had set in. The room reeked of booze and sex, the air thick with the scent of sweat and cum. The alcohol had clearly taken its toll, leaving everyone in a dazed, lustful stupor.

I wandered over to the jukebox and cut the music. Then, I switched off the fog machine—nothing left in the tank anyway. The fog had done its job, but now the night was winding down. I cleaned up a bit, collecting half-empty glasses and bottles, making sure nothing would spill over the floor. All around me, bodies were draped across couches, recliners, and mattresses, sprawled out in the aftermath of the orgy. No one was moving anymore, having drifted off to sleep from exhaustion, alcohol, or both.

Most girls were completely naked, their tits out for anyone to see, and cum leaking from their pussies. Most of the lads had their cocks hanging loose, though still half-dressed. I grinned to myself—it really was quite an orgy. Twenty-five naked babes in one room, all of them used and fucked senseless. The sight alone was enough to get me hard again, even after everything that went down with Mary and then Clara, Sofie and Ayleen.

Why waste the opportunity? I pulled out my phone, ready to add to my collection. It was like being a kid in a toy store. I slid into each of their pussies one by one, careful not to wake them, taking pictures with my cock buried inside each sleeping slut. It was thrilling to fuck them right on top of their boyfriends, sneaking in a quick few pumps for the camera, then moving on. I also collected their panties as trophies, stuffing them into my pockets as I moved from one chick to the next, snapping my cock shots, groping their boobs, and enjoying the feel of their limp bodies.

It took me almost two hours to work my way through them all, snapping pictures and fucking them just enough to satisfy my hunger. When I got to the last one, a surge of anticipation shot through me. She had the biggest tits of the bunch—true fucking melons that towered proudly from her chest, their softness accentuated by the dim light. The curves were enticing, each breast perfectly shaped with a slight bounce that begged for attention. I couldn’t resist running my hands over them, feeling the warm, supple flesh beneath my palms.

Her nipples were like little cherry tops, hard and inviting, standing at attention as if they craved my touch. I could see the dimples on her areolae, tiny indentations that made them look even more irresistible. There was a delicate beauty spot on her left boob, a small mark that added character to her already alluring physique. The sight of her, sprawled out before me, sent a rush of adrenaline through my veins.

As I positioned myself between her legs, I felt the intoxicating aroma of her skin mingling with the lingering scent of alcohol in the air. I pushed inside her slowly, the sensation overwhelming me. Her pussy was very tight and seemed untouched, wrapping around me like a warm velvet glove, contrasting starkly with the others who had leaked remnants of their previous fucks. The sheer warmth and velvet snugness enveloped my shaft, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through my body.

I could feel the hard floor beneath us, contrasting nicely to her warm, soft body, and hear her soft, unconscious moans as I thrust deeper. “God, you’re so perfect,” I whispered, the words barely escaping my lips, more for my own satisfaction than for hers. The thrill of knowing I was about to breed her without her even realizing it sent my heart racing, adding an edge to my excitement.

With each thrust, the tension inside me coiled tighter, building like a spring ready to snap. I quickened my pace, surrendering to the rhythm of our bodies, feeling the intoxicating pull of desire consume me. Each thrust drew me deeper into her, the way her tits bounced with every movement driving me wild. The delicate jiggle of her melons was hypnotic, each soft bounce sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through my body. I couldn’t help but watch as they swayed and danced, their supple curves glistening under the soft light, and I felt an urge to capture every moment.

With every thrust, the warmth of her body enveloped me, drawing me further into this primal encounter. Her soft moans, barely escaping her lips, were music to my ears, urging me on. I could hear the hitch in her breath, the way her chest rose and fell, matching the tempo of our bodies colliding. It was as if she were instinctively responding to me in her drunken sleep, the melody of her sounds fueling my fire, urging me to push harder, to take her more. Maybe she was she awake and just pretending, but who cared?

The sweet scent of her hair, mingling with the faint aroma of the night, filled my senses, wrapping around me like a warm blanket. Each inhale was intoxicating, a heady mix of her natural essence and the lingering traces of alcohol. It sent my mind racing, each breath igniting my desire even further. I could feel the warmth radiating from her skin, a heat that called to me, inviting me to delve deeper into this wild, unrestrained moment.

I was lost in the pleasure, my cock pulsating as I neared the edge, every sensation heightened to an almost unbearable level. The way her body responded to me—the way her pussy gripped my shaft, the slickness of her arousal adding to the intoxicating friction—was driving me mad with lust. It was a dance of ecstasy, each thrust drawing me closer to the brink. I could feel the pressure building inside me, a powerful wave that threatened to crash over me, pushing me to the very limits of my control.

“God, yes,” I breathed, my voice thick with desire, as I leaned down to capture her attention, reveling in the moment. I felt a primal urge to claim her, to mark her as mine. The thrill of the unknown, the anticipation of the moment, wrapped around me like a vice, squeezing tighter with each thrust. The way her body responded instinctively, soft and willing, without conscious interference, only heightened my need to surrender to this raw, electric connection.

I could feel the world around me fading, leaving just her and me in this exhilarating, intoxicating bubble. Every thrust pulled me deeper into the abyss of pleasure, and I knew I was losing myself completely. My focus narrowed, my thoughts consumed by the need to fill her, to lose myself in the depths of her warmth, to unleash everything I had buried inside me.

“Yeah, take it all,” I murmured, reveling in the sheer thrill of it. Finally, I could no longer hold back as the tension peaked. I exploded inside her, gasping as my body convulsed with ecstasy. The heat surged through me, flooding her tight pussy with my final load, the warmth mixing with the slickness of her arousal.

I watched as her body responded, her cunt instinctively contracting around me, milking me dry. The sight of her beautiful, untouched form, her melons glistening with perspiration, the dimples in her areolae contrasting beautifully against her smooth skin, made me feel invincible. In that moment, I was lost in a primal urge, reveling in the intoxicating idea that I had just left my mark on her—a secret we would both carry in our own ways, the culmination of a wild night.

After I had caught my breath, I looked at her again, noticing the stream of cum oozing from her cunt. “Let’s have some fun with this,” I thought. I started transferring my spunk from the stacked cum-dump, scooping it up with my fingers. Then I went smearing it into the other girls, starting with those who hadn’t been filled yet.