My First Gangbang: DIary of A College Girl

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We were all pretty loose and the game began. Being a tomboy and having a close relationship with my dad, I knew how to play poker, and am pretty good at it. After a couple of hands, Peter was down to his pants and underwear, as was Frank and Joe, who obviously had played some poker, himself. He had his shirt, pants and underwear still on, while I had removed just one shoe. The guys were looking pretty scared, so I figured it was time to lose on purpose. It was amazing, I lost the next three hands and was down to my pants and sweater. One more loss and the boys were going to see some skin. After a couple more hands, Peter and Frank were down to their underwear and Joe was in his pants. There was also a guy I was "involved " with too—- a long distance relationship- but he was in California and given our respective work schedules, didn't get to see each other all that often. That really wasn't satisfactory for me either either. On the other hand, what I found when trying to set one up was that (like most parties) only about 2/3 of those you invite show up. Joe lost the next hand and I could tell by their nervous looks, that they were unsure if they could go on. I decided if I was going to get some action; that I would have to take charge. I lost the next hand, you should have seen their surprised looks when I removed my sweater and wasn’t wearing a bra. They all had stupid looks on their faces. I said, “C'mon guys, don’t tell me you have never seen breasts before?”

Is that fair?” They all nodded yes and somehow, wink wink, I lost the next game. Frank won, so I asked him, ”Well, what do you want me to do?”In thinking over that night with a more mature brain and I have essentially concluded that someone at that party drugged me by slipping something into one of the drinks that I had. The following is an account of a real event that I found myself involved in about 1985 while single and living in Northeastern Ohio. I was working as a nurse so it was always difficult to meet guys. I'd tried the bar scene before. That provided me with some "entertainment" if you will, but all those guys seemed to want was a woman to satisfy their "needs" and nothing more. That may be OK for a while, but I was searching for something longer lasting than a night in their bed. I didn't go to a church, so meeting guys there was a nonstarter. I'd gone out with guys I knew from school, from friends of friends and even a relative of a patient I took care of. Doctors doing their Residency were another easy option that I had explored, but nothing ever seemed to last from those relationships. Look babe, we've had some fun and the boys want to join in. You like sex don't you? Trust me, it will be more fun for you, and more orgasms," he says calmly before massaging my pussy.

I don't know what the perfect number for her would be. I guess you would have a better idea than anyone else except her. The only thing I can tell you from experience is that you don't want to overestimate the number. He began pounding my ass for quite some time before he came deep inside me, shooting what felt like a ton of cum into me. This is a story of my first gangbang. I'm still in the weird relationship at the end but this is how it started. For an image, I'm 5'2, 34dd breasts, perky ass, athletic, light blonde hair and a slightly tanned. I'm 19* It was an autumn night. One of my close friends, Charlie, was having her birthday and we were going out to the nightclub to have a big night. We were already a bit tipsy before we got there, but were let in (because you know bouncers). I was wearing a tight, hot pants which revealed a bit of my ass, and a tight midrift top. We headed straight to the dancefloor whilst inside.

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For example, there was a doctor that I had dated who was "getting divorced" from his wife ——but never did. For those negative type folks that might be wondering - no I didn't get pregnant from that night and I did NOT contract any STD's or any type from this"Sweet, here's your clothes and we'll be seeing you later than," he says before walking me outside, where a cab was waiting. My moans of pleasure got everyone's attention and they started calling me a cum slut - which I guess I was after getting 4 loads of cum into pussy, my ass and my mouth and having 2 orgasms from all of that so far.

My first attempt at a GB, only one guy showed up... so not so much a gangbang. I think I had invited 4 or 5 (wanting to keep it right around that number). When I finally managed to do it later, I ended up with a few more guys that I really needed. By the third try I got it right and invited a couple of extra girls to help even things out. Fluffers are a necessity of any gangbang (that would be extra girls there to keep the guys hard and happy while they are waiting for their turn with you). I'm guessing the most any girl can really handle on her own without help is 4 (1 mouth, 2 hands, and 1 in either her pussy or her ass - but I don't see most women managing both of those and still handling the other 3). I smiled, and said, “Nah, I just usually hang with a different crowd. I’m not any better or worse than any person.”

So girl, I told my mates that they could all have a turn as well. How do you feel about that?" he says with a kind voice. We've participated in two gangbangs. Based upon that limited experience, I can make these limited comments on a number of the issues raised during this thread: A thought occurred to me that perhaps someone had slipped something into my drink, but by that point, I just didn't care and really felt that I needed to rest. So I went to a party that friends of mine at the hospital suggested I go to just to see if there would be anyone I could meet up with.