Hi everyone, apologies for the radio silence. Long story ahead.
Let us fast travel about a decade back in time (roughly). Then, yours sincerely, is a 20 year old student, recently coming out of a longish relationship.I believe I am handling it relatively well. I focus on my studies, I mainly study from home, by myself and with my own schedule. I only show up at Uni for exams, but also not without socialising. This was also the first time I engage in the herb. I smoke what can be by my own standards considered as huge amounts of weed. So in retrospect, maybe not handling it in the healthiest of ways.
Focus on a weekday, let’s say it’s Wednesday night, and I am dry. I call my good friend Mike and ask if he can hook me up. He says he will, he’ll come over for a smoke too. About 20 mins later, he’s outside, I proceed to open the door, only to see that he is not alone. With him are three friends of ours, all female, which I am going to call Irma, Faye and Emma.
Irma is a short, curvy redhead, with a very pleasant face and super boobs. She’s wearing a black denim, overall dress, with a turtleneck underneath. Faye is a pale(ish) brunette, tall and slender, wearing jeans and a loose sweater, and Emma is a super attractive, tall, caramel-skinned, curly-haired brunette, with a super cute face, full of freckles and an unbelievable smile. She is dressed in tight, black pants, that highlight her endless legs, and an oversized shirt. They all come in, and, it was, in fact, Irma’s weed that we are all going to smoke. I offered some beer and wine I had inside my fridge, put some music on, while Irma and Mike are already rolling up some cigarettes. We proceed to talk about nothing and everything as we all get our asses stoned. You know how it is.
It might be the weed, or the alcohol, or both, but I am starting to develop a crush for Emma, whom I have always found super attractive. I can tell there is chemistry. We laugh, we flirt, we lock on each other. We have known each other for some time. Then, I volunteer to give her a shotgun kiss. She doesn’t know what that is, but says that since it’s a kiss of some sorts, she’s in. I go on and show her. I almost swallow the joint, but that is not part of the story, for the moment. We keep chatting, even closer to each other, one thing leads to another, and we start making out.She is so fucking amazing at kissing, I remember it feels simply divine. We kiss and kiss and kiss, and we can’t get enough of each other. It all becomes a bit blurry from this point on. Slowly, I realise that Mike and Faye are making out, while Irma (who I know is queer) is completing this love triangle. I would like to say that this all occurs in the living room, somewhere between the sofas and the rug. Little does this bother us, we don’t even take the time to properly undress, before I find my head between her lovely thighs, kissing over her panties, before sliding those to the side. He pussy tastes and smells like heaven. There is a mix of moans and noises from all over the room, but I can sense that hers are soft and intense.
A couple of feet away from us, Mike is on his back, laying on the floor and Faye rides his cock, while Irma rides his face, as they both make out. Looked like this love triangle evolved into a love pyramid of sorts (sorry, I couldn’t resist).Honestly, I didn’t care much, because Emma was squirming in front of my face. She moaned and gasped and shook. She was very wet, and I absolutely loved tasting her juices. I wish I knew if I made her cum right then and there, but, frankly, I couldn’t tell. Orgies are fun and all, but kind of lack intimacy, imho. After a good while, I stood up, popped a condom and begun to slide inside of her, first slowly, but started to pick up the pace. It felt fantastic, so warm and soft. We were both looking at each others’ eyes, completely zoned out from whatever was happening in the very same room. This might have went on for hours, or simply minutes, until we exploded and collapsed into each others arms.
After teasing about how weed doesn’t help getting it up, Emma got to her knees, started blowing me and got me throbbing almost instantly. She then moved on top of me and started riding me, slowly and sensually. She instructed me into how she likes being grabbed and I happily obliged. Her tits were fabulous, soft and perky. We started picking up the pace, our moans became shouts and our soft, elegant movements became instinctive, animalistic outbursts of lust. You know some times, when the orgasm is too intense that you black out? Well, this is exactly what happened to us. I know because she told me afterwards.
I am not sure what happened with the others. They fucked and fucked and fucked. We woke up a while later, to find Irma and Faye scissoring frantically, right next to a sleeping Mike. We found out that they have all been going at it for hours, taking turns. Faye and Irma are still together to this day, having an open marriage. We all still hang out from time to time, when time, obligations and logistics allow; we are all 10 years older and living in different cities/countries after all.
Emma and I started dating after this. We dated for several years actually. We still get together from time to time, if we feel up to it. She is a wonderful human being.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u1w2nk/how_a_simple_420_hang_turned_into_an_orgy_of