Gangbang Erotic Stories

This is a true story.

Yes, I know that one should practice safe sex and I’ll never do anything like this crazy again, but it was a spur of the moment thing and alcohol clouded my judgment. What can I say?

I am 27 years of age and I was married at 18. I’d never been with another man, until several months ago.

I am often teased about my red hair and a slight sprinkling of freckles and my 38-D tits.

At my place of employment we work different shifts. There are a lot of blacks working the swing shift, and I’ve become friends with some of them over the past couple of years.

One is an especially good friend. Jeff and I often joked and talked about sex. We’d kid each other about interracial sex and what our baby might look like. He was so black and I was so white neither of us could quite imagine what our child would look like. Yeah, I know this was a strange relationship, but I was attracted to Jeff and we kidded all the time like that.
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The story your about to read is an actual occurrence which happened to me 3 years ago. It is not intended to encourage anyone into doing anything your about to read, although I must say, I did have a fun time and don’t regret one second of it. Having sex with different partners here or there or several partners at the same time (most commonly known as SWINGING ) isn’t for everyone, so if your offended by my story don’t read it. If you like the story and have one you might want to share or are into similar activities or might be interested in trying, or persuading a spouse/girlfriend/boyfriend, drop me a note!

My husband and I were married for 5 years, and as for me, I considered our sex together as “great”. I did many things for my husband to make our sex interesting and not boring, like role playing, dressing up as a whore, and rape skits and on a few occasions have even taken part in 3somes with my husband and another man.

I got home from work this one Friday, feeling somewhat kinky and in the mood for something wild and crazy. I went to the bedroom and stripped out of my work clothes, then to the bathroom for a relaxing bath. I began to wash myself, sliding my soapy hand over my neck to my breasts, down my stomach then down between my legs, and began playing with myself thinking about the first time I had an orgasm by another man. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had men bring me to orgasm before, before I was married, but, for some reason this time was different, maybe because my husband was present. Anyway, the next thing I knew, he was making love to me and I was cumming off whispering to myself over and over, fuck me, fuck me, almost feeling as the warmth his own climax enter my body, filling every inch inside of me. Then I came. I laid in the hot tub for several minutes as the vision faded along with my orgasm, then stepped out of the tub and dryed myself.

I remember walking to the dresser saying to myself, so, he want’s me to fuck other men huh, ok, I’ll fuck’em, I’ll fuck every man in sight! I’ll give him one night he’ll never forget! and picked out a black skirt, black see thru blouse, bra and a very very sexy black lace teddy with attached garters and last, a pair of sheer black stocking. I want back to the bathroom and shaved my legs then my pussy, which I’ve kept nice and smooth for years. I then dressed and put on my make-up, red lipstick with gloss and bright red nail polish.
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“Well guys, I guess I’ll see you later, ” Chris said, walking out the door, and getting into his car.

“Bye Chris, ” Lance waved, as he shut his door. He walked back into his living room where Justin, JC and his longtime girlfriend, Jess, were sitting. Lance sat next to Jess and draped an arm around her shoulders. Jess smiled and kissed his cheek. Justin sighed and sat back in his chair.

“I’m so bored, ” Justin complained, looking at Jess.

“What do you want me to do about it?” Jess asked, looking at him.

“He wants you to give him a blow job, ” JC laughed.

“Oh God, ” Lance rolled his eyes. Justin grinned and felt himself getting hard just thinking about Jess sucking his dick. Jess smirked at him and licked her lips. She brought her hand up to her mouth and made her tongue bulge one side of her cheek out as she moved her hand up and down in front of her mouth, like she was giving a blowjob.

“Ugh … ” Justin moaned, watching her. JC saw what she was doing and also felt himself getting turned on. Lance glanced over at her.
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“I still don’t know why you don’t just have a sewing bee or something,” Jack said, as he dug the folding card table out of the back of the storage space.

“Oh, my God. You sound like a Neanderthal. We don’t plan on smoking fat cigars or anything. We just decided to get together for poker, that’s all.” Lisa shrugged and gave him a little grin. She had her light brown hair pulled through the back of a baseball cap, a look that always seemed sexy to Jack, although he could never figure out why.

Jack didn’t really mind that the four ladies were all coming over for a game of poker. He just didn’t want to seem too anxious, because he didn’t want Lisa getting jealous. She’d met her friends at aerobics, so they were all in fantastic shape. He’d often fantasized about them, and for the poker night he had agreed to play the proper host and serve them drinks and food.

Jack managed to hide his excitement for the next few hours, and pretended to be resigned to playing the butler when the doorbell finally rang. He answered the door and invited Brianna and Tanya into the house. Brianna was a small blonde, with the tiny features to match – a fact that had led Jack to fantasize often about tying her up and making her squeal with pleasure. Tanya had dark hair and was fuller figured. Jack had wondered how those breasts would look as she rode up and down on his cock.

Using his best W.C. Fields voice, Jack said, “Evening, ladies. Come right in, come right in. Welcome to the party.”

Brianna and Tanya laughed a little and Jack offered them a drink. They both asked for a beer, and just as he had finished serving them, the bell rang again. At the door were Marie and Amy. Marie had long red hair that Jack suspected wasn’t her real color. Amy had oriental features that drove Jack wild, although he tried hard not to let on to that fact.
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When I was in college, all the girls went to frat parties every weekend. I was pre-med, so I was always doing homework. They would get all tarted up in short skirts and tight tops, and I would be hunched over a book in sweats and a t shirt eating ramen noodles out of a cup.

All the girls would come home early Saturday morning, lipstick smeared, with their bras and panties in their purses, and regale me with stories of all the guys they’d fucked.

Bent over the couch taking it from behind, straddling a guy in his bedroom while blowing his roommate, eating each other’s pussies while the guys sat around in a circle and watched and jerked off on them. They even told me about contests!

One contest that they seemed to have each week was the blow job contest. Two girls would get completely naked and kneel on the floor. Willing participants would drop their pants and stand in line to get blown by these girls. Each girl would blow as many guys as she could in an allotted amount of time to see who could get more guys to squirt on their faces.

Each girl would have a team of “fluffers” who would tease the guys till they got hard. Sometimes the fluffers were naked too. They fluffers weren’t allowed to put their mouths on the guys cocks and were only allowed to use their fingers to lightly stroke the cock. – no jerking the guys off. So most of the girls got naked and masturbated or ate each other out to get the guys hard. Each week they had the contest, the previous week’s champion would face off against a new competitor.
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The Christmas season was fast approaching and that meant another Christmas work party. I had been looking forward to this for weeks as I wanted to show off my new husband, Tom. Tom and I had been married eight months ago, and while it was my second marriage, it was his first. My name is Jenny and I’m 39 years old, 5′ 7″ tall and I weigh 125 lbs give or take a few. I’ve never had children and have worked real hard to keep my body in shape. The five days a week at the gym had kept my 36-25-33 body very firm and I took great pride in the stares I received from men wherever I went.

I get along really well with the guys at work. I work as the Marketing Manager for a small firm and report to the VP of Marketing named Jeff. Jeff was a pretty nice guy who left me pretty much to my own devices when it came to getting my job done, and I really appreciated that. For the past few months, I had gotten quite friendly with a number of guys who like to flirt around. I’m getting quite good at the flirting game and didn’t see anything wrong with it since they all knew that it would never go anywhere. This week, however, the guys were getting a little bolder with their comments, asking me what color underwear I was wearing, or how much they wanted to see my tits and how they couldn’t wait to get me alone at the party. Of course, I just played along and told them there was only one way to find out about my panties and how much fun that would be, but unfortunately my husband would be coming to the party too. We all laughed and went on about our business.

Anyway, Tom had been in Europe on business for the last two weeks and was arriving home today, Saturday, the day of the big party. It was around 4 pm and I was lying in the tub surrounded by bubbles. I began thinking about being with my husband again and quite innocently let my hand trail down my body, over my full breasts, along my flat stomach and eventually between my legs. I wasn’t thinking about anything when my fingers found their way to my clit. I let out a little yelp as my fingers touched it and was more than a little embarrassed when I realized what I was doing. I quickly got out of the tub and toweled off. I wrapped my towel around my body and set to work with my make up. I knew I looked good and wanted to look my best for Tom.
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Well this is what I wanted. Emma thought to herself as she felt Buzz’s hand slide up under her top. It was the reason she had come to the party to get a fuck and specifically to fuck Buzz. It was the reason she’d put on the smallest tightest skirt she had and the little strapless top that showed off her navel. It was why she’d spent two hours on her long red hair getting it just right and working on her make up to accentuate her deep blue eyes and firm cheek bones. This was why she had decided not to wear a bra and to put on a small thong. She’d even fished out her one pair of high-heeled shoes so that her calf and thigh muscles would be made more visible to all.

Before she even arrived at the party she knew all her work had paid off. She had felt the eyes of the two guys walking past. Seen the look the taxi driver gave her as she got into his car. Then when she reached the party she had felt the eyes of every guy there look at her. Her skin virtually burned as they all undressed her with their eyes. And what was under the very small amount of clothing was worth undressing. She was above average height slim and beautiful. Her red hair was styled so a few strands hung down over her shoulder. The top was tight and she had left the top two buttons undone so her cleavage could be seen. Not that she was a big girl but they were big enough to be noticed and for her to show off. Her blue eyes shone out from a pretty face with a slim neck and soft shoulders. The skirt barely came down her firm shaped thighs and the shoes improved the definition of her calf muscles immensely. At 21 she was in her prime and knew it.
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“Oh, c’mon honey. We can’t see the screen with you standing there!”

Janice gave myself and my two friends a petulant, sulky look and stomped off to the kitchen.

“Oh well,” I said to Frank, sitting next to me, “I guess we better not ask her to bring us a beer!”

Frank and my other friend, Joey laughed as I got up from my seat to get the beers myself. “Tell me if I miss anything.”

The ball game had been an exciting one so far; the lead switching from team to team as the game progressed. I was reluctant to tear myself away from the TV, but we all needed that liquid refreshment essential to watching any sporting event!

“How long is this stupid game going on?” asked my wife as I opened the fridge, “I’m bored!”

She smiled that impish little grin at me. The one she knows I find hard to resist. “I’m also feeling a little horny, baby. C’mon, get rid of these guys and forget the game, I got something hot just for you!”

I thought about it. My wife can be a hot little bitch when she wants. But I stood firm. “Sorry honey, It’ll have to wait a while, the game’s just getting interesting, and the guys want their beer!”

I could almost feel her icy stare on my back as I returned to the lounge to resume watching the game. Frank, Joey and myself watched, drank and cheered as our team increased their lead. At one point I heard Janice stomping up the stairs and assumed that she was going to watch a soap or something on the TV in our bedroom. I paid no more attention to her until, several minutes later I heard her returning. Joey was sitting by the door and was the first to see her as she entered the room. His eyes stood out on stalks as he looked at my wife. Whilst she was upstairs, she had changed her clothes and now appeared before us barefoot and wearing only the briefest pair of shorts and a thin cotton t-shirt. It was obvious that she had not worn a bra under the shirt and her large breasts bobbed and jiggled under the thin material as she walked. Her attitude had changed as well. She stood in front of us smiling sweetly.

“Can I get you more drinks, boys?”
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Watching my wife fuck other men has always been a huge turn on for me. I love the way she loses herself in pleasing other men. When we first got into the swinging lifestyle, we only had threesomes with a guy friend of mine. Then we tried threesomes with a female friend also. But my wife mostly liked to be with men. Soon she wanted to try other men, and many more of them. We got a chance to go to a swinger’s party where they usually set a woman up for gangbangs. Cheryl was happy to hear about this and was eager to go to check it out. When she saw the line of men waiting for a turn with the lucky lady of the night, she was jealous. She quickly volunteered to help keep the men hard before they had their turn with the woman. When the night was over, she talked to the host’s and asked to be set up for a gangbang next month. They agreed, and everything was set up.

Cheryl went to the local adult video and lingerie shop and bought the sluttish outfit she could find. It was a black latex outfit that was accented with chains for a bra. The panties were chains also. The outfit also came complete with a collar. Her huge enhanced pierced tits overflowed the chains and looked as though they would break those chains. She also bought a pair of black high heels with a steel spike for a heel.

The day she bought her new outfit, I had just come home with my friend Paul. Paul has fucked Cheryl in the past and knew that we were going to go to a party for her to be gangbanged. He was so envious of me. Cheryl came out of the room to show us this outfit and we just had to have her. But she told us that this outfit was only for when she was going to be gangbanged, not for just two guys. She wouldn’t let us touch her unless we found at least 4 other guys to fuck her all at once. I quickly got on the phone with the host’s of the party that we were going to attend and asked if they knew anyone that would be free tonight to come over and fuck my wife. Mark told me that he was free, and that he’ll stop by his friend Ray’s house and see who they could gather up. Ray is a tall black guy that Cheryl really enjoyed sucking his long cock at the last party.
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I am a 21-year-old brunette who has been happily married to my husband for two years. I wasn’t a virgin or anything when we married but I had only had one other guy beside Bob. I had never imagined I could get into the kind of situation I now find myself in.

Bob is in the Navy and obviously he travels a lot. I hate being by myself but have resigned myself to the fact that this is his job and I try to support him as best I can.

Six months ago Bob was away on his ship on a three- month deployment and as usual the ship organizes functions for the wives to keep us busy as well as bring us up to speed on any changes to the ships program. It was at one of these functions, where a bunch of us wives had got together at a local bar for drinks that I met Trudy.

Trudy’s husband is also on my husband’s ship and we hit it off wonderfully. Later on that evening when the other wives began to slip off to their homes, Trudy and I were just getting started. Read more Husband at Sea »