1. The Club - My Personal Orgy


    Date: 10/18/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Mature, Author: kezza6969, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    didn’t. I edged forward and used no logic in my selections of direction. My hand touched a body in front of me. My finger tips told me it was a man. His hand grasped mine and he drew me forward until I bumped into him. His hands explored my body, swept over my back and backside, my breasts and belly, and fluttered over my smooth pussy. I touched him too, felt his hairy chest, his small belly, soft pubic hair and flaccid hanging tool. “Come with me,” was all he murmured as he led me forward further into the maze. We turned more corners. I was lost. He stopped and drew me into his embrace once more. Our hands again explored each other. I enjoyed his gentle lingering touch on my body and my reciprocation was fascinating. The darkness, and our consequent inability to see each other’s physical attributes, intensified my excitement. The only way to discover each other was by touch alone. Just as I became secure in the closeness of my unseen stranger I was startled by the touch of a second pair of hands on my back. My natural immediate instinct was to flee. But then I quickly remembered why I had put myself into this situation in the first place. I stayed, determined to enjoy myself. After all, three could have more fun than two. I continued to explore the man in front with one hand and reached behind me with the other. The intruder’s cock was long and slim, his nuts hanging in a smooth heavy sac. Just as I got used to the manual exploration of my body by two sets of hands I was ...
    again startled by the touch of a third set of hands moving over my body from my left side. Reality finally dawned in my mind. I’d been ambushed! Stay or go was my next thought. Though I experienced some slight trepidation I decided to stay. My doubts further dissipated through the distraction of the first man taking control of our group. “Come with me,” he suggested drawing forward me by the hand into the darkness. A few later he stopped. “There is a bench here,” he said. “Climb up on it, lie on your back and let us take care of you,” he suggested. I reached out and felt the padded surface of a reasonably wide bench. My three companions turned out to be gentlemen. They helped me climb aboard. It was firmer than a bed but comfortable enough. I quite deliberately relaxed my body and mind, positioned myself such that they had easy access to my more interesting attributes and totally surrendered myself to the men. Their movements indicated they had taken up positions around the bench. The blackness remained total. Six sets of fingers touched my body. Can you imagine what it was like for a woman on her own to lie on her back in the darkness and deliberately and submissively expose her naked spreadeagled body to the caress and exploration of three pairs of hands? And allow three unseen men to touch her intimately? Ah, it was the stuff of dreams for me. Their soft explorative touch simply added spice to my fantasy. Fingertips wandered freely over my face, neck, breasts, nipples, belly, ...