My First Gangbang: DIary of A College Girl

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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. 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. 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.

Once home, I used all of their cum from my pussy and ass to rub my clit until I came again and again alone I my bed. I repeated this again upon awakening the next day. 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. Erotica Sex Story: I get asked all the time how did you get started? Who with, you know. Well her is what happen with some 5 boys after scholl one day that changed my life forever. 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. 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.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. I reluctantly (yeah right) agreed. I told them to line up in front of me and to drop their drawers.

I must have made some noise when I came because I heard voices noting this and confirming that I was enjoying myself...which I guess I was. Sweet, here's your clothes and we'll be seeing you later than," he says before walking me outside, where a cab was waiting. Joe spoke up and said, “But you don’t have any clothes left, what do we get out of it if you lose.” 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: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. A registered nurse in that era would be already running terrified that one careless handling of a medical needle from an infected patient could very easily be an unintentional death sentence. The free love of the 60's was over.

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. 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* The night continues and I see the guy again a few times. I found out his name is Jamal and I hook up with him a couple of times. The time was about 1:30am when we were leaving and I saw Jamal again. At that time i was pretty wasted and he was pretty sexy so when he asked if I wanted to jump in the cab with him I said yes nearly immediately. I smiled, and said, “Nah, I just usually hang with a different crowd. I’m not any better or worse than any person.” 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.

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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, although I actually was concerned about that in the aftermath; I have repeatedly tested negative for all types of STD infections, including HPV (warts) and HSV ( herpes)