In practice, the dynamic was more awkward than I’d imagined. Granted, my only prior experience of orgies was in porn, where the sex is so unrealisti... — laughable even. No pizza delivery guy just happens to show up at a slumber party where the girls forgot cash and have to resort to other forms of payment. Turns out real life and real sex is nothing like porn — even at an orgy.In other words, there was just as much flirtation and innuendo and small talk as there was sex. And even at an orgy —. Her Mom was single, having been divorced about 5 years ago. She worked as a nurse and was always working extra shifts and odd hours to make more money. Usually I would bring Julie home from school, we would fuck, nap, fuck, do our homework, fuck and then her Mom would get home around 8 or 9. I had a decent relationship with Julie's Mom, whose name was Stacy. She seemed to think I was an OK guy for her daughter. She didn't like that we were sexually active, but she was tolerant because we were. She wondered how to accomplish this task and decided that multiple pictures may do the trick as she could choose the best to send to him. She laid across the bed adjusting to get as much as she could in the photo but the first was blurry. She tried over and over again from different angles, standing in front of the mirror, and sitting in a chair. She noticed that her modeling aroused her as she went and she began to get more provocative as the photography continued. She began to let her bra. She grabs my arms and move them over my head. Suddenly I feel and hear the click of hand cuffs around my wrists. I look up in time to see my and cuffed to the head board, looking down I see my feet tied to the other end of the bed. I look at you as you smile and say you are going to be our fuck toy for the night. I try not to look to happy as I fake a try at escaping. You two play rock, paper, scissors. You win. Looking at me you say you get my cock first. Climbing over me your friend.