Just being naked gets me so horny. Especially the idea of being in a group and being the only one without clothes, fully on display. Just knowing I'm there to be shown off, touched at any time, and asked to perform embarrassing sexual acts.
It's almost hotter if no one fucks me and I'm forced to fuck myself. Aside from some occasional groping, fingering, light spanking, or nipple teasing, I have to get myself off. Of course the others in the room will give out orders, "bend over the counter and jerk off while I spank you," "hump your tiny dick on the corner of the coffee table," "get on the floor, stick your ass in the air, and present your holes to us," "lay facedown on the couch and finger your ass while grinding your cock into the cushions," "fuck your sloppy hole on the bed post while we take turns stretching your ass with different objects."
They get more and more creative as I prove how good I can follow their instructions; moaning like a slut and cumming in front of them is also good encouragement. By the end of the gathering, my brain is fuzzy and I'm so worked up my only concern is making myself cum over and over.
The pleasure is overwhelming and I never want it to stop. I'm feverishly humping the furniture and fingering myself, leaving messy wet spots everywhere. I'm whining and whimpering, admitting how good it feels to rub my naked little cock on everything while they watch. How good it feels to have my messy holes on display, unable to hide my arousal.
Everyone is egging me on, entertained by how much I'm willing to humiliate myself. Some coo faux sympathy, "aww, so horny you don't care you're acting like such a slut in front of us huh? Yeah, making such pretty noises and putting on such a good show for us."
Others laugh and taunt, "you're not even getting fucked and you're already reduced to a pathetic mess! So embarrassing to get off on getting naked in front of a crowd. You showing us your messy holes, and rubbing your bare little dick on the furniture."
It all feeds my never ending desperation. By the end, I'm fucked out, drunk off my own arousal, and already wanting to plan another gathering.