Pt. 21: "I outlasted the Gangbang crew"

So, it happened. I mean it was bound to, right? Ever since my first time playing with more than one cock…I have only ever thought about one thing… “going bigger and better!” For the last couple of months, trying to figure out how to organise a gangbang has been one of the first thoughts on my mind when I wake up and the last thought before I go to bed. 

I mean how does one even go about organising a gangbang?

Do I just message randoms?

Do I put out an ad?

Do I message all the guys I have slept with?

Even then, how many would even be into it?

I feel like a lot of people are under the impression that hey… I am a decent looking girl… surely it wouldn’t be that hard to organise a few guys who would like to fuck me.

Well lucky for me putting these questions out to the universe seemed to have done the trick.

A gentleman by the name of Brock slid into my DMs with everything I was after. He and a group of guys were regular organisers and participants in local gangbangs. Silly me. How could I not know about this kink friendly world where gangbangs were a regular Friday night occurrence.

But guess what…. Brock had supplied me with my ticket into this newfound exotic world of gangbangs. I mean come on…a couple of years ago I had never even watched gangbang porn. Now, here I am, with the veil pulled from my eyes as to how kinky some people really are. I think the “socially normal” person would really have no idea about the wonderful world of sex. And it’s crazy to think… how much they are missing out on.

So, to skip the formalities… turns out Brock and his crew were booked every weekend for the next 2 months. Wow… I guess they must be very popular and that there are way more kinky women in my city then I first thought.

As you would know, I was keen as a cucumber to get this organised. I was ecstatic that this would take out all the tedious work of trying to get this sorted by myself. I don’t know why but I would compare it to getting a travel agent to organise a holiday for you. You just want to let someone else do the boring work and you get to experience the fun.

I asked him how it worked and basically, he told me that I could vet the guys but to rest assured that he had a “no dickhead policy.”

As he was telling me this, I could feel my pussy flutter with excitement at the thought of having five, six or even seven guys turn up and use all my holes. Guys that I wouldn’t have met previously. Guys whose names I probably wouldn’t even know or ever find out.

The only downside. I had to wait a full two months before this would become a reality. Over the next couple of weeks Brock sent me photos of eligible participants. I didn’t turn down a single one. To be fair the standard of guys was quite high. Each time he would send me a new guy, I spend the next hour or so daydreaming about how they would all use me.

I didn’t mention anything to hubby about what I had put into motion. Not until about a week and a bit out when he overheard me organising a sitter.

I turned to him and said, “If you could have anything what would you want for Christmas?”

He stopped to think before telling me he wouldn’t mind a Rolex or a new car.

**Face Palm**

I walked over to him, slowly slide my hand down the front of his pants until I cupped his balls and said… “Seriously, you can have whatever you want…”

“I’d love to see you used by as many guys as possible” was his response.

I smiled, took my hand out of his shorts and said, “well if that’s what you want” and walked straight out of the room.

He had a week to ponder what that meant.

Fast forward to the big night. Hubby and I packed the car and drove into the city nice and early. We made it a bit of a date night and went out for a nice afternoon meal on the harbour. It was hard to concentrate on anything else. We were both giddy with excitement.

I had a little idea what I would be in for. In hindsight, I wasn’t even close.

We checked into the hotel. When we arrived at the room, we found a little problem. We had booked a suite which had a large entertaining lounge, but the bedroom. It was tiny. There was no way 7 guys and me would fit.

Brock arrived about 5 minutes after us. He was so laid back and had even bought refreshments and drinks for everyone. I guess you could say… he was a skilled professional. And it was he who solved our bedroom problem by suggesting we bring the mattress into the lounge room.

Hubby went to move it, when Brock stopped him and told him not to worry the guys would do it.

He left us soon after as he told us he was meeting all the guys across the road at the pub, and he would send 2 or 3 guys up at a time.

This is when I started to get a few more nervous butterflies. This was happening. I was about to be the centre of attention to a lot of hard cocks. And I won’t lie. It was exhilarating.

Ten or so minutes went by before the first knock on the door. We both stopped what we were doing, I was on the couch and Hubby was in the kitchen and stared at each other, before I nodded my head towards the door.

I thought it would be fun for hubby to open the door and introduce me to the guys who were about to be bending me over and filling me up.

They were all so genuine. I mean Hubby did say that I gave off a fun vibe from the get-go. But conversation just flew. There was nothing awkward about it. It was just a group of people hanging out on a Friday night about to do things that the general public probably frown upon.

Soon another group of guys arrived, before Brock came in last. I surveyed the room and thought, there was no way I could have rounded up a bunch of laid-back, good-looking guys to play with on my own.

We chatted for a bit before I started to wonder how this would get started. Literally at that moment the thought entered my mind one of the guys came over and started to kiss me on the couch. Let me just say that I lost track of who was who.

Soon there was 4 guys surrounding me on the couch. They had pulled my dress down and exposed my tits. I had one guy kissing me as another two suckled on my breasts and the fourth was teasing his tongue on my neck. It was just how I remembered it. Sensation overload.

Soon, they pulled my dress off over my head, and then Brock intervened and pulled up off the couch and onto the mattress.

Two guys immediately followed me. One started kissing me and the other was on his knees, playing with my dripping pussy while sucking on my tits. It wasn’t long until I had a lot more hands on me and I dropped down to my knees. I started unbuckling the pants closest to my face, before another guy turned me towards me and said, “I’m ready to go.”

He wasn’t lying. His cock was rock hard. And of course, much bigger than my husbands. This was the first cock I had seen and we were off to a great start.

From here it soon became a circle of cocks. I had one in each hand and one in my mouth at all times. While someone else was always either sucking my tits or playing my pussy.

I think Hubby was the first to comment on how wet my pussy was as one of the guys was finger blasting me from behind.

I couldn’t even respond as my mouth was always full of cock.

Within the first couple of minutes, I was already squirting all over the bed. I think this was the first sign to everyone there that this was going to be a fun night.

A little bit later I got to experience my first blow bang. And I loved it. I was on my knees with 5 cocks around me. And after a minute or two of sucking they would rotate and replace one cock with another.

I was in heaven. And so were the guys. As I took each cock in my mouth I took note of the size and girth of each of them. I don’t know at which point he came in front of me but one of the guys was the owner of the thickest, no just the biggest cock I had ever seen.

I stopped right there and then and motion to Hubby to come closer. Yes, Hubby was there, walking around the circle of cocks that enclosed me. I held my arm, yes, my arm, next to his cock, showing Hubby in disbelief that it was longer and thicker than my arm. I gave him the nickname “tree trunk” for the night and the name caught on, I wasn’t finished there though. I made Hubby get his cock out to compare. There was no comparison. Hubby wasn’t half his length and “tree trunk” was more than double his girth.

I couldn’t wait to slide it into my pussy.

Brock took the lead again and announced that it was about time I was fucked.

After 20 or so minutes of sucking cock after cock I was glad to be finally able to have some of them inside me. And for the next half an hour that’s exactly what happened.

At all times I had a cock in my mouth and in my pussy.

I spent the next, however long (time became irrelevant) on all fours. With one guy pounding me from behind and one guy doing the same to my face. When one guy ran out of steam someone immediately jumped in and replaced him.

One thing stood out though. All of the guys were shocked at how wet I was.

I was so turned on. More because of the fact that what was happening was just so out of character, so naughty. In my normal life no one would ever expect this of me. I’m the Mum that never curses, happily married, three kids, respectable job, suburban house, mini van. I’m not suppose to even have these fantasies let alone indulge in them.

Yet here I was. Satisfying not one, not two, but seven guys. Letting them all use my holes for their pleasure. And apparently I was doing a decent job as a couple of them had already finished on me.

Hubby will still there. I would often catch him in the corner of my eye jerking his cock, phone in hand. I would keep him involved by asking him to fetch me certain things, He was my bitch for the night. He got my hair band and brought me water to rehydrate me and keep my mouth wet for all the cocks enjoying my mouth.

At one stage while hubby was getting me my hair band I looked up and saw a latecomer that I hadn’t been introduced to yet.

I smiled at him and said “I don’t think I have had your cock in my mouth yet… come here.”

Everyone laughed. Apparently without knowing it he had already had his turn in my mouth. It was so hot knowing a guy had just showed up, took his clothes off and slid his cock into my mouth without me even saying hi.

After a while I told them I was ready to up the anti a little bit. I had one of the guys lie down and I mounted him reverse cowgirl style. I slid his rock-hard cock into my asshole using the wetness from my pussy as lube. He was going to be my base as I was finally going to get double penetrated again. And that’s what I got. Each guy took their turn sliding into my pussy. I had all of them, one after the other slide into my pussy as my base was still in my ass. And top it all off, the guys that waited took turns filling my mouth as well.

I was finally getting exactly what I wanted. I was the THREE hole gangbang slut. Hubby later told me that it was by far one of the hottest things he has seen me do. Having all three of my holes filled.

After each guy had their turn, it was time for an intermission. As I announced I needed a break, Brock mentioned that this was the longest time any girl had ever gone without needing a break.

That was a proud slut moment for me. This everyday mum was still able to take a fucking as good as anyone else.

If you are picturing what happens during the intermission of a gangbang. Well basically we all grabbed some of the refreshments and stood around naked, getting to know each other, laughing and joking. It was invigorating, standing their naked in front of so many guys, who were still hard or semi hard. I just had an urge to grab some water and get back on all fours so they could continue getting off.

During the intermission I asked if anyone was up for some double vaginal penetration. I mean it had been top of my wish list for so long and there would never be a better time to try it.

They all jumped at the chance. Apparently, even though they attend a gangbang most Friday nights, not many girls are down for it.

So that’s when I thought to myself, lets go big or go home right.

This time “Tree Trunk” was going to be my base. So not only was I going to have two cocks in my pussy at the same time, but one of them was going to be the biggest I ever had. You can’t say I am not fun.

It was a feeling I will never forget. The fullness. The tightness. And the rhythm of having two guys in me at once sent tingles throughout my body. And to top of it, the look on the guys faces as they each took a turn sliding in me.

At one stage I even lent over and started sucking one of their cocks too. I was insatiable. I was finally getting something I had been thinking about since my first ever threesome. Once again each guy had their turn. Each bringing a different feeling to my pussy. Some of them going slow and deep and others going hard and fast. But at all times…the feeling of fullness sending me over the edge.

That’s right. It might well of been one of the strongest orgasms in my life.

Once they had all had their turn, we continued where we left off. They had me against the wall, on all fours, riding like a cowgirl. And as each position changed, soon the guys started to finish. Some cumming on my tits and others inside me.

The room slowly emptied. Hubby did say that before they left they tried to say goodbye to me but I was just too busy. Soon there was only two of them left. Tree trunk and the latecomer. Tree trunk finished in me, a moment I won’t forget soon as he hit spots, no one had ever reached before.

And latecomer. Well turns out he had the most stamina out of everyone. But of course I finished him off with my mouth and he finished all over my tits.

I looked up at hubby and smiled. If I could ever describe a look of pride, it would be that look.

He gave me a kiss and told me he couldn’t believe how amazing I was. To be fair, I probably could have had a couple more guys right there and then.

You know what they say, when you’re in the mood… you ‘re in the mood.

Brock stayed till the end and told me next time he will find 10+ guys because he also agreed… I need more cocks.

Who knows maybe next time I can conquer an even larger group of guys.