Sitting in a circle with people she’d never met before, Sophie felt nervous with anticipation of what was to come.
It was her first time at the spiritual sensual group and she didn’t know what to expect. A slim lady with short greying hair welcomed everyone and introduced herself as Jennifer, the guide.
She explained there were no rules or restrictions. “Connect to your spiritual being, relax and let yourself go,” she said. “Follow your feelings and see what happens.”
Music was playing. It was a special type of binaural music, designed to increase relaxation.
Candles were lit and the gentle aromas of lavender, sandalwood and clary sage filled the room. Sophie closed her eyes and gently swayed with the music, letting go of the stresses of the day.
Before long she began to hear gentle moans from across the room. She opened her eyes and noticed a couple opposite her.
A beautiful woman with flowing blonde hair tilted her head back and to one side as the dark-haired man who had been sitting beside her was kissing her neck, his hands inside her trousers, stroking and caressing her. Sophie felt tingles growing between her legs.
With the calming, embracing ambience of the room and seeing the young couple in front of her, her arousal grow stronger.
She took a deep breath and exhaled with an audible sigh, desperate to touch herself, but she held back. She was shy. She had never done anything like this before; never touched herself in front of strangers. She shifted slightly where she sat.
“First time?” A voice came from behind her.
She turned and saw the most handsome man. He had dark hair, piercing blue eyes and a smile that made Sophie feel weak at first glance.
“Is it that obvious?” she replied.
“Don’t worry, I’ll look after you.” He ran his hand down her back as he reassured her. “Don’t be embarrassed. Come with me.”
He took Sophie’s hand and led her to a quiet corner of the room.
He sat down on the floor, legs crossed, and Sophie sat down in front of him. He reached out and ran his hand down her back again, stopping near her waist and pulling her closer towards him. His other hand brushed her hair away from her eyes. He cupped her face and leaned forward to kiss her softly.
She let out a small moan, lost in the moment. He stopped and smiled at her, before continuing to kiss across her jawline, down her neck and to her shoulders. She was desperate to touch him, but she wasn’t sure if it was okay.
“It’s okay, go ahead,” he whispered, as if he could read her thoughts.
She ran her hands across his toned chest, travelling down his body. All the way down. She could feel his erection through his trousers.
She continued stroking him through his clothes as he kissed and sucked her neck. She could feel the arousal strongly between her legs.
She was desperate for more.
She no longer cared that she was in a room full of people.
She no longer cared that she’d never met this man before. His every touch made her want him more.
And she could feel how much he wanted her. As she was imagining what it would be like, she heard a loud cry from behind her.
She turned and noticed the young couple from earlier were fully engaged in sex now.
She was lying on a soft blanket, completely naked, and he was on top, thrusting into her with perfect rhythm. Looking around the room, everyone there was either engaged in sexual acts or touching themselves as they watched other people.
“Someone’s having fun,” her well-endowed stranger whispered in her ear, gesturing towards the young couple.
Sophie turned back to him. “I… I want you inside me.”
She couldn’t hold back any more.
A beaming smile crossed his face. He unbuttoned Sophie’s trousers and took them off her, before removing his own.
He pulled her onto his crossed legs and lowered her gently onto his waiting penis. With his hands on her hips, she began to rock back and forth, feeling him moving in and out of her.
He felt every bit as good as she had imagined. Her arousal was so strong she knew she wouldn’t have to wait long for an orgasm. His hands moved up and unbuttoned her top. She wasn’t wearing a bra and as he pushed the fabric off her shoulders, her beautiful round breasts were exposed. She leaned back slightly and his mouth found its way to her erect nipples.
He began kissing and circling them with his tongue.
“Mmmm, that feels amazing,” she said softly, feeling herself become wetter and tighter with each touch of his mouth and each thrust onto his hardness. She wrapped her arms around him, running her hands through his hair and holding him close to her.
They continued rocking, spurred on by the sounds of the room around them.
“Mmm.”
“Oh, God.”
“Feels… so… good.”
The pleasure in the room was audible. The perfect stranger lifted his head and locked eyes with Sophie once more.
He kissed her deeply, hungrily, his tongue thrusting into her mouth.
She could feel the blood rushing, tingles travelling down her spine, her toes beginning to curl as the pleasure built.
Her perfect stranger began breathing faster and heavier. She knew he was close, and so was she. His hands cupped her peachy bum and she wrapped her legs as tightly as she could around him, allowing him to go even deeper inside of her.
Her clitoris rubbed against him with every move.
She breathed deeply, her back arched and she let out an unintentional moan. The feeling between her legs was getting stronger.
She was right on the edge.
Even stronger.
It was like an explosion about to happen.
Even stronger again, until the walls of her vagina squeezed tightly around her perfect stranger’s penis, again and again and again and she came hard. The feel of her orgasm tipped him over the edge and with a deep, low growl he came, too, filling her with warmness. They rocked slowly and gently for a few more minutes, still wrapped tightly together.
Then they sat still, satisfied and smiling at one another, their breath returning to normal. “She’s not bad for a first-timer, huh?” her perfect stranger remarked.
Sophie looked puzzled, and he gestured behind her.
Turning to look, she realised that everyone else in the room was now looking in their direction, enjoying the performance.
But she didn’t feel embarrassed like she thought she would.
She was riding high on the post-coital wave. She had just had sex with a stranger, in a room full of strangers.
She had had one of the best orgasms she’d ever experienced. Had never felt sexier.
“First time, but not the last!” she teased.
