We’ve been together since school. We were a cool group of eight girls. Even so far, we have maintained our friendship, although during the years of study several of us studied in other cities, even those who now live on, never miss the opportunity to meet from time to time. It would never have occurred to us that what we would ever experience together would be an orgy of sex.
It happened just before last Christmas. One of his friends, the sympathetic redhead Anete, had an argument and divorced her friend. Of course, a state of emergency was immediately declared, and we gathered at the victim and reassured him. We explained to her that there was nothing to worry about. There will be other guys, Gatis is definitely far from ideal, and the like. In the end, we almost managed to convince my girlfriend that she would definitely find another, much cooler and better, one that would suit her alone.
Anete straightened, smiled, wiped her slightly red eyelids, and we all went to the club to relax and have some fun. We walked around five of our favorite places until we finally found what we thought was a good place to comfort our girlfriend. Slightly frozen from the cool December air, we chose inside, chose a table, and ordered drinks.
Believe me – eight flirty and blushed girls attracted the attention of all the men in the club.
I like to flirt, even though I love my husband
When I announced to my friends several years ago that I was about to get married, they looked at me with suspicious grins on their faces. So tonight I decided to demonstrate that I am not interested in other men. When a man approached who wanted to start a conversation with me, I exaggeratedly pretended that I was not interested in one night’s communication, and as if by chance I waved his ringed hand along his face. My girlfriends giggled that marriage had changed me beyond recognition, but they looked at each man who approached me with undisguised hope – maybe this would finally break my stubbornness? All the more so because they themselves, obviously, enjoyed the attention shown by the men.
At about two in the morning, three girls from our company decided to go home. We accompanied them, boarded a taxi, and returned to continue the evening entertainment. Almost all the visitors to the club quickly dispersed, but we were still partying. By that time, all five of us had already appeared as dance partners. True, they sat at the next table, but only danced with us all evening.
My dance partner was called Tom
Sympathetic person. Very elegant. I can’t even imagine how he ended up in this club. The touch of his body was gentle, the words he whispered in my ear while dancing made me forget for a moment about my feelings for my spouse. And what’s so terrible there?
By three nights we hadn’t drunk any jokes.
When the guys offered to go to one of them for a little more drink, we exclaimed that it was a wonderful idea.
Eleven people (five girls and six men) moved to a large room in a friendly manner. Very quickly and imperceptibly we split in two again (in the same tandems as in the club).
Now there was a couple in each corner of the room kissing passionately. Anete was lucky – she had two admirers. When I decided to take a break from Tom’s passionate kisses and look around, I realized that the situation was getting out of hand: one of my friends was stroking a partner’s member by the decorated Christmas tree – Sandra’s hand slid up and down the man’s pride. Vita, at that moment, pulls off her dress. One of Anete’s worshiper’s hands slowly slid under her skirt.
The party became the most incredible sex orgy!
I looked at Tom and said, “I’m not bothered by what’s going on here, but I wouldn’t want to go that far.” I’m married, do you know? He smiled and whispered in my ear, “It’s just wonderful.” I’m also in a relationship, I just want to stay here and watch what happens.
I looked around to find out what my girlfriends were doing. Anete, completely naked, leaned over, in the middle of the room, satisfied her partner’s friend with her mouth. Her other partner, a much smaller man, meanwhile worked hard around her back, stroking her hips and clitoris. After a while, I watched Anete try to settle on the mature penis of the largest bodybuilder so that it could penetrate her as deeply as possible.
Vita was right in front of me. Her partner loved her clit with her tongue while her girlfriend watched Anete’s actions. On the right, Sandra and her partner satisfied each other with their hands. To her left, Mara lay under a very large man who loved her with real enthusiasm (in fact, I only saw her legs).
That’s how we comforted our girlfriend
I think Anette’s broken heart was quickly cured. At least much faster than it would have healed without our legendary party… After a while, we all decided to go our own way. It was already bright outside. All five of us went out together and, without saying a word, went home. I felt happy that I didn’t belong to any of the six guys, and Anete probably liked owning everyone. Whatever you do, Christmas is truly a time of miracles!