An orgy is a slightly unusual but extremely hot way to spend time. Not everyone dares to try, but group sex is not for everyone either. Even after participating in orgies, people are not always familiar with all the possibilities of this “format”. However, people who are not ashamed to reveal their sexuality and enjoy sex to the core always find opportunities to diversify it and escape the routine. Those who are interested in orgies or are already guests of such parties will find stories from the mouths of people who have participated in orgies in this series of articles.
The smell drove me crazy
My ex-boyfriend talked me into group sex and orgies. I could never stay with one guy for more than a year, so I did anything to help me escape the routine I hated.
My libido is very closely related to my sense of smell. Perfume can turn me on and ruin everything in an instant. Delicious men’s perfumes, vanilla, lavender and coconut aromas have a particularly strong effect on me. Although I’m not sensitive enough to ‘get wet’ just by being in a perfume shop, I don’t think it takes more than playing with myself and a good-smelling man next to me to reach an orgasm. What I would like to share is the most impressive experience I have ever had at an orgy I attended.
My boyfriend at the time had known me since elementary school, but we only became close after graduating from university. The problem with that was that he probably didn’t know what kind of person I was, and over time I noticed a lot of differences in values. But I hesitated. Although it was very difficult to live together, I was afraid to change something, because this is what I was used to. Our relationship didn’t improve, and when I couldn’t take it anymore, I just said that I need more sex.
The problem wasn’t that we weren’t making love, it was that my primary libido driver, the sense of smell, was languishing and not being used. I wanted new adventures with new people.
He also admitted that he was not a saint. It was a very open conversation. We decided to change our relationship to “bed partners” and went on an adventure.
We started with threesome, we also tried cam sex, role playing, BDSM, etc. Literally anything imaginable. Unfortunately, nothing appealed to me as much as sex with new partners or with another woman involved. The aroma of unfamiliar person excited me and still excites me like no other aphrodisiac. I’ve always loved making love blindfolded, and when a new partner does it, it’s easier than easy to orgasm, no matter how clumsy he is.
Although we were very shy, after much hesitation and a little more initiative on my part, we went to the swingers party. There were a lot of newbies there, not just us, so we felt a little safer and more relaxed. We drank and relaxed. We had a good time, although we didn’t do too much. At one point I felt quite aroused, but that was because two men and a woman were making love next to me. Their perfumes intrigued me very pleasantly. A few months later we got an invitation to the next party.
The second time it was not difficult for me to settle in, because I felt more relaxed, the environment seemed quite familiar. And most importantly, there were so many smells…
Moderately spicy cinnamon, soft vanilla, fragrant strawberries, sour wild berries, woody men’s fragrance range, hair care products and everything else created the most unreal symphony of scents that made me wet… You know that feeling when you’re hungry, you smell the food and saliva already flow? I have the same, but instead of saliva, it’s a desire to make love. It almost always happens when I smell a delicious scent, and the point is that 99% of scents are delicious to me… Without expecting anything, I dragged my friend to the bed, where some couple was already making love. We started doing it next to them.
It might be a little difficult to understand such a strong connection between scent and libido, but I have long since come to terms with the fact that I am completely different from everyone else in this aspect. During that evening, I made love to many different men, there was also feminine intimacy. I don’t remember their faces, but I remember their scent. Almost 10 years later, I’m still an occasional visitor at swinger parties. I don’t remember most of the parties, but I cherish that night of the perfect combination of perfume and sex to this day.