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Two weeks ago, I did the amazing, and some might call it the unthinkable or unimaginable. But for me, it was a long time coming. And totally hot.

I was in a filmed gangbang, a special-made fantasy-turned-porn for my amazing lover and partner.

How did I get here? Gangbangs have been a huge fantasy for my partner, J, and I for the past year. We tried setting up multiple gangbangs and it wasn’t until about a month ago that one finally worked out: it takes so much planning, scheduling, vetting, and emailing. We are picky: guys need to be intelligent, thoughtful, be okay with using condoms, and our preference is that they are actually turned on by the gangbang scenario. We don’t want guys who are using the gangbang as simply an excuse to have sex with a woman and then leave. We want guys who are into the idea of a girl with multiple men.

Through the course of our attempts, we happened to meet a guy who is part of a network of dudes that get together for gangbangs. He also does professional porn (cool!). So I finally decided that he might be the person to go to for planning a gangbang that included thoughtful and safe men, and also have the knowledge and skills to have the encounter filmed.

I explained the situation to him: I want to film a gangbang for J’s birthday. J will not be participating, but here are some of the things he wants to see: Getting pounded in doggy style. Taking cock long and hard in my mouth. Cum on my torso (tits, ass). He wants to hear me being vocal, and for the guys in the group to call me “gangbang slut” and “whore.” He wants to see how long and hard I can take cock in my mouth and pussy.

Our friend readily agrees to help in my adventure.

We talk on the phone a couple of times, and he visits me at work one day to talk over logistics (I think a secondary reason for the in-person visit is to confirm that yes, I am still attractive since the last time he saw me six months prior).

Much of the planning goes on without me. It is logistically difficult, I know, from trying to organize events with J. I start getting antsy because J’s birthday will be here in two weeks and I will need time to edit the footage. Finally, I get the text: Wednesday at noon. It will be at our friend’s friend’s house, about a half hour away. Eight guys are expected to be there. Eight.

I am instantly nervous, excited, turned on. I share the news with J and we proceed to have lots of dirty talk, excited sex, and sleepless nights.

The day arrives. I am meeting our friend early, around 10:45am, at a Starbucks to confirm boundaries (no anal. hair pulling and spanking and dirty talk all are awesome. cum only on my torso, near the end of the session) and to make sure I am still all good to do this. I am annoyed because I forget my favorite lube at home (Jo’s silicone- it’s amazing), although I remember my perfume and sexy lingerie and a big box of condoms. We stop at Walgreens so that I can run in and buy some other lube (I go with the only silicone kind available- Wet’s version. It turned out to be great!)

We drive through the neighborhood. Big houses, beautiful yards. We stop at a corner. The house is huge and lovely from the outside. I start to walk up the pathway to the front door. Wrong house. Turns out it’s the one next door. It looks absolutely awful. Oh god, what am I doing.

Our friend’s friend answers the door. Oh goodness. What am I doing? I remind myself that I wasn’t vetting guys for attractiveness, but for thoughtfulness, experience, and respectfulness. I breathe. Talk to him and find out he is a small business and nonprofit owner, travels nine months out of the year in developing countries building water treatment centers. Pretty cool. I relax.

I get dressed in my lingerie, freshen my makeup, spray some perfume. Our friend comes in with the camera recording, taking some pre-event footage. We flirt and laugh as I try to calm my nerves. Guys start showing up at 11:45 but they are asked to leave and return right at noon.

We find some music for me to come out to and give a striptease to. It’s some dorky new-agey sounding stuff but I can dig it. The bass in it helps me ground myself in the moment. Once everyone is there, sitting on the long sectional in the living room, and after my friend goes over rules and boundaries, I am asked to come out.

I start by introducing myself and asking everyone their names. I proceed to give a brief lapdance to each person, shaking my stuff and stroking theirs. As I reach the end of the line, I begin to pull out cocks, going down on people, and asking people to take off clothes. It was so hot to see out of the corner of my eyes that guys were stroking their cocks as I went down on others. As I get back from where I started, everyone is naked and people are getting warmed up.

From there, the next two hours are a blur. (Literally, a blur: I wanted originally to describe this encounter in detail, but I find that my memory is a fluid mixture of cock and pussy and come. I could watch the video again to remind myself but there is something different about writing from memory versus an in-your-face visual) My pussy and mouth are full almost the whole time. I get pounded in doggy style while I go down on someone else (spit roast is my absolute favorite position). I am flipped onto my back with my knees pushed up to my head. I am spanked so hard I have to tell the guy to stop. I come, too. Multiple times. Three guys come four times each. Near the end, my friend comes on my back, and our host also comes on my back. At the end, I am tired and happy. We walk outside, and see the neighbors. Did I really just do that? What would the neighbors think? It is surreal to walk out with our cameras and tripods, me in a slow daze, waving hello and goodbye to the mom and older man and kid in the front yard.

I now have two hours plus footage of me getting fucked by eight guys. I need to edit it down to about 20-30 minutes so it is a succinctly sweet birthday present. I have been giving J about 5-10 minutes a day since I filmed it, as a sort of “twelve days of birthday” sort of thing.

Thank goodness for our amazingly open and sexually adventurous relationship. And thank goodness that J is having a birthday: I can’t imagine doing anything more fulfilling to celebrate him, his fantasies, and the relationship we share.

~K of SellwoodCouple (monogamyparadigm.blogspot.com)

4 Comments Add yours

  1. yummy story. a picture would help convince me it was real

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  2. Megan says:

    Sorry that’s not for me. I need to know the guy who I let into me very well. Years ago it didn’t matter, now it does. I was glad to see you used condoms and lube. However you gave head without condoms? Oral can be just as infectious probably worse with STI and herpes. I do oral but only with MY boys who I know are clean and healthy. I would be interested to learn how many used you and how often. You said 8 guys and 3 came 4 times – wow that is 12 times internally plus the other 5 = 17 if the 5 only came once plus the number of times they came on oral plus on your body in two hours+ it would all be a blur for me too. If I contemplated that I would plan for an all day and or night session. I would want to enjoy what happened and take a break after I came. Glad YOU and “J” enjoyed it – I wouldn’t.

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  3. Traci says:

    I fantasize about being taken by a group of guys, but I could not really do it. Have done trios with bf and another guy we know well. Only a couple times and that enough for me…but the fantasy does turn me on…

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