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After years in a relationship, one woman is ready to get raunchy and explore the world of orgies. Newly single, it was time for one something to explore new boundaries. Photo: Stocksy Source:Whimn. A gorgeous brunette is slowly undressing me. Her husband is sitting opposite us. Another woman is perched on the armrest above me, lightly stroking my arm and kissing my neck. Several men and women are standing around watching us. This is my first orgy - and it seems to be going pretty well. Female empowerment is central to Killing Kittens approach.
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Walking up to the front door of this terrace house in a leafy, conservative suburb in Sydney, I felt a mixture of terror and curiosity. I was surprised to be greeted by two hosts, who were friendly, fully clothed and shook my hand in a very businesslike manner. But instead of the token effort I imagined others would make, when I see my fellow guests milling around the living room sipping champagne, I was impressed. The girls had clearly put in effort. Their hair is curled, breasts plumped up with beautiful corsets and feather boas draped around their necks.
The guys are wearing crisp white shirts, black trousers and masks. Sex has been during those years pretty vanilla. Eventually any lust or passion disappeared and my relationships came to and end. What am I even into? Vodka soda in hand, I plunge into the the throng.
The hundred or so attendees are chatting and getting to know each other, like any other party. There are couples, single girls, friends and orgy veterans — all completely normal people. It is so far from the sleazy parties filled with handsy, middle-aged men every woman worries these events will be.
Clearly the vetting process is a rigorous one — the first thing I notice is how hot everyone is. Ages range from early twenties to mid-forties and rather than making awkward small talk about the weather while ignoring the dirty little elephant in the room until drunk enough to make a move, everyone is really honest about their reasons for being here.
Mostly, people are just as curious and nervous as I feel. But the couples here tonight are operating on a completely different frequency. Then, the fun begins. So I neck my drink, ask the female bartender with for another and climb the staircase. From the room above me I hear laughing and chatting. Down the hall a woman is moaning really loudly. I enter to find eight people having sex on a bed.
The vibe almost feels like that of a group of blokes standing around drinking beers and kicking the tyres of a car. A short-haired blonde wearing a black trench coat is sitting at the head. Another couple are standing by the window watching, like seasoned voyeurs. So, me being me, I make a joke about it. Everyone laughs and the girls ask me to sit on the bed and relax. Wow, these ladies are mesmerising.
The room is quiet, all eyes fixed on these two gorgeous creatures as they explore each other. They writhe all over the bed, panting and giggling, all the while inching closer to me. They both grab hold of my thighs as the other goes down on her. Holy shit, this is turning me on, I realise. Over the next few hours, everyone wanders between rooms, chatting and joking; people chop and change partners; splinter groups form in the living room; I witness folks being rimmed while I eat lollies and oysters on the dining room floor with a few girls.
By am the questions start from other guests. Am I going to give it a crack?
They were right, of course. I was stalling, but the urge to get involved was growing. By this time of the evening, Winslet and I are friends. I felt comfortable with her, plus, she was hot. Which is how we end up sliding half-off the living room couch, making out, grinding against each other and taking turns going down on one another.
Not only was it incredibly hot, it was really fun. We giggled and felt like we had no idea what we were doing, but somehow managed to do it all exactly right. It must be instinctive.
After saying goodbye with fist-pumps by my proud, new friends, I change back into jeans and order an Uber to take me back to my regular life. But I feel like something has been unlocked inside of me. up to the whimn. Nicola Crosley.
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