An overview of the orgy at the halfway point

Two rounds of the orgy and you’re about halfway through. You’ve deposited loads in Niemira and Nekane, while you’ve also fucked Gloria, Sarka and Morgane. You’re not surprised you’ve not yet had a chance with Anna or Melody, the weakest Mario Kart players in the household. More surprisingly you’ve not yet had a chance with Sybil or Belka.

“I thought you said you were good at Mario Kart,” you ask Belka. “I thought you’d told me, you’d even beaten Gloria.”

“She keeps getting distracted,” Sybil butts in.

“Yes, well… I’m so horny, and you’re so distracting.”

“What she means,” Sybil clarifies for no-one in the room, “is that she’s not used to playing computer games while her boyfriend is fucking one of his other girlfriends in the same room. She’d rather be watching you fuck than play games.”

“I’d rather be the one being fucked,” Belka adds.

“Yes, but for that, you need to pay attention to the game.”

“I know. It’s just…”

Sybil laughs. “We all know. We’d all rather be sitting on his cock being fucked, than watching someone else take all the pleasure. But the rules of Sunday orgy are plain. You’re only pleasured if you win a game.”

“Yes, but I’m so horny. Look.” Belka lifts up her skirt to reveal her bald snatch. It’s visibly red, puffy and wet. “I’ve never been this close to cumming without being physically excited.”

Sybil leans in and takes a sniff of Belka’s arousal. Then she pulls back. “Snap,” she exclaims and raises her own skirt, to reveal her own bald lips, not as red, not as puffy, not as wet, but still obviously aroused.

At that moment Anna, Melody and Morgane return, with a couple of trays of snacks; bags of crisps, apples, peaches, nectarines, bunches of grapes, several packs of biscuits, various cheeses, salamis and crispbreads. They place them on the table and leave for self-service. Despite all the energy you’ve used, you don’t feel hungry. You had a large lunch. You’ve been drinking energy drinks. You feel more energised than anything. A few of the girls help themselves. As they eat the conversation drifts. You pay only cursory attention to it.

In some respects, it would be a surreal sight, if you weren’t used to it. You slumped naked on the sofa. Lucy slumped clothed in a corner, her eyes open but every other indication suggesting she’s asleep. Some of the girls fully dressed, some of the girls effectively naked. The difference uncommented on.

After the break the girls go back to playing. You can watch them this time, as you don’t have any naked woman bouncing up and down on your dick to distract you. It’s Nekane’s turn on you, but she’s already received the reward she wanted, and she’s still coming down from that high. She cuddles her naked body next to yours and your hand can’t help but play with her wonderful breasts, and your lips can’t help but kiss her succulent lips, but this play barely stiffens your phallus.

This play also doesn’t distract Belka as much as the outright copulation of before. She wins her heat comfortably, along with Morgane, then competes against Gloria and Niemira for the final. Gloria is still coming down from her tantrum and is clearly not at the peak of her skills. She comes last in the final, behind Morgane, Niemira but mainly Belka.

As soon as she’s crossed the finishing line Belka’s turns to you with a big smile on her face. “At last,” she states as she crawls towards you, her eyes fixed on your stiffening cock, that stiffens further at the sight of the raw lust in her brown eyes.