With my husband we have quite some experience in exchanges, threesomes, etc. This gives us the possibility of having a fluid dialogue about it and encouraging each other to share our fantasies within the couple. The reality is that we did almost everything we thought of without depriving ourselves of any pleasure, but for a long time I was pending the GANG BANG. It's something that at first didn't catch my attention, more so when he proposed it to me, I would put up objections. First because I couldn't imagine being alone in the middle of so many men. Second because I wasn't sure who the participants could be. Although there is confidence with some friends of his, they are no more than two with whom we could do something like this. If my husband told me that if more than 2 men participated it was a gang bang, in my head something more massive was going around. And third, I wasn't into going to a swinger bar to make it happen. But beyond my objections, the truth is that while we were talking many times I had fantasized about something like this. In fact, on more than one occasion he had threatened to organize it and I had mentally prepared myself for it to happen that night, but always turned out to be false alarms. Weeks before what everyone supposed would happen, he started suggesting the possibility of organizing a dinner at home with his friend Sebastian. I know that if he tells me to organize something just with Sebas, it's because they're thinking about getting me together. If he doesn't tell me that Seba is coming with his woman, the woman of Seba is another totally different vibe, and never knew we had sexual encounters with her partner. So when he tells me Seba is coming to dinner, it means party. Since Juli hadn't organized anything for several months, the hint made me think this weekend was going to be a trio. That week, around Wednesday or Thursday, one of my closest friends calls me to tell me that Paula, our friend from college and that has been living in Europe for some time, so they were organizing a welcome dinner. Obviously I told him to count on me without remembering the possible party that ale was organizing. The week went by without major news, and when Friday arrived, I told ale that I would be going out with my friends the next day. At that moment, ale reminded me that Seba would be coming over for dinner at our place on Saturday, but to relax because they were ordering a pizza and having some beers alone. That Saturday was like any other. Family activities in the morning, and then my husband and son left for a barbecue at the school sports field since the parents had organized a soccer game. Since mother's attendance wasn't mandatory, and I already had my Saturdays planned, I continued with my usual routine. Gym in the afternoon, lunch at some restaurant in the area, and hair salon early evening. As it wasn't too late, I took advantage of doing what women like to do. I went shopping. With the excuse of dinner with my college friends, I bought a nice dress, long up to the knees, loose, with a nice neckline, not too elegant nor sporty. Just what I needed for that night with friends. I arrived home, prepared some tea, and soon ale and my little one came over after spending the day at the school sports field. So I took a bath and started getting ready for the night. According to what I had seen on WhatsApp from the dinner group, there were about 12 of us invited, several of whom I hadn't heard from in years. To be honest, it wasn't the best plan, but I was eager to see Paula and two of my friends. The rest didn't matter at all to me, but knowing how women are, I got dressed so they would look me up and down. The dress fit me perfectly. I put it on with some high sandals and a leather jacket on top. black. At first I put it on with a corpiño, but the neckline was deep and you could see it, so I ended up taking it off. Just before leaving, the doorbell rang. It was Seba. He always comes relatively early when he comes home. Since I was going out with my nene, I told Ale to open it for him. I crossed paths with him at the door and while my son was getting into the car, Seba took advantage of saying a few dirty things since I was leaving with my camper on my shoulder and my neckline was visible. We exchanged a couple of jokes where he ended with don't be late or we'll be waiting for you. I took it as a joke and nothing more. But in the end it wouldn't be that way. After leaving my nene, I headed to the restaurant. On the way, I ran into one of my friends, Daniela, so we chatted animatedly until the rest of the bar. Dani is very pretty, but she doesn't really make an effort with her appearance, so next to her I looked like I was going to a wedding. When we arrived at the place, we found the table where the girls were already seated. Some had already arrived, so I sat down next to Dani and left a spot for Luciana. Later Pau arrived and it was she who sat in the free spot. I got up to go to the bathroom. As always, before getting up I grabbed my cell phone and to my surprise I saw I had about 10 messages from Ale. I started having fun and following along. First, I sent her a selfie of myself to show her that I was fine. Obviously, I took advantage and put on my best slut face and took it from above so you could see my neckline. The girls were looking at me, but I didn't even notice. In the second message, I told her I had picked up a couple of guys, but nothing had happened yet. In the next one, I said that one guy had approached me and invited me for a drink, but I told him we wouldn't do anything with just a drink. Later, I sent another saying that now they were also offering me money and that I was thinking about it. The back-and-forth of messages was... constant. I was more with my cell phone in hand than chatting with my ex-colleagues from college. The truth is that it was more fun for me. At one moment, he challenged me to say I wasn't lying and that no flabby guy was giving me attention. In that moment, as I don't like losing, I got up, walked over to a table where three solo men were sitting, and explaining it was a joke, asked them if they would let me sit with them and take some pictures. Obviously, they said yes, except for one who asked me not to post it on any social network! Ha ha, a sneaky guy!
I took out three or four photos and sent them to him. Obviously, in the photos, one of them took advantage to hug me, the other leaned against me a bit, etc. For a moment, there was no return message, so I assumed he was thinking his next move. The first challenge had already been overcome, and I'd even say won. The three men offered me a beer, and after looking at my friends' table, where I could see Daniela almost yawning in the distance, I accepted the invitation. The conversation was very pleasant, without anyone daring to take another step.
Just then, a new message from him arrived, where he upped the ante by telling me he knew the photo was staged or that they would be my college classmates. To up the ante, I didn't think of a better idea than sitting on one of the guys and taking a new photo. Without a doubt, the four beers I had already drunk were desinhibiting me. At random, I chose one of the guys, and told him about the idea I had to double down on the bet. Without resistance, before he could say anything, I jumped onto his lap. The friends looked at the situation and handed my phone to one of them, as if they were asking me to take a photo.
As the guy, who I think was named Martin, was very shy and didn't touch me, I grabbed his hands and made him hug me in such a way that Her arm made one of my boobs almost explode due to the neckline. I saw how the two friends looked waiting to see something more, but unfortunately the nipple didn't want to come out. Anyway, the photo turned out great and I sent it off. With half a nipple in the air, it would have been too much.
We were Dani, Pau, Luciana, two other girls, and me. So I invited a champagne to add some color to the night.
The first champagne ran out quickly, so I invited another one. This was desinhibiting us a bit, and even though it wasn't the most fun group I had been with, at least we started laughing about silly things. The second champagne was definitely too much. First because I noticed the girls, except for Dani, were no longer drinking. Second, because when I got up to go to the bathroom I realized I was really drunk.
Once in the bathroom, I start reviewing my phone and see I have three messages from ale. The first one asking me what time I would be back, the second one asking if I was behaving well, and the third one telling me to send a photo if I wasn't behaving.
The truth is I would have loved to keep playing along, but the bar wasn't a place with much fun where I could send him some hot photos being bad, but not to cut it off, and since I was in the bathroom, and my dress had a good neckline, I decided to take out one of my garters through the neckline and send him a photo. I was so unlucky that when I was taking the photo in front of the mirror, Dani came in looking for me. As I could, I tried to cover myself while laughing and Dani couldn't take it anymore from her amazed face. After explaining what I was doing, Dani offered to take my picture, so my husband wouldn't know who took it. The idea seemed great, so this time I not only pulled one garter but two, and Dani took several photos of us. We had sent each other many pranks when we were younger with Dani, so even though it had been a long time since... I saw myself naked, the truth is that I didn't have shame with her. Just like I take pictures of myself and send them to Ale who didn't hesitate in responding, telling me it was a HDP and many other things. Who took your picture? Who are you with? Tell me. Those were the messages she sent me.
When I got home and just as I had agreed with Ale, I called her to let her know I was a block away. As I turned the corner, I saw her standing at the door, with a smile from ear to ear, and something in her hand that I couldn't see what it was. She signaled for me to stop and when I stopped the car, she got into the passenger seat. She didn't give me time to say anything, but indicated for me to park the car in the garage. It smelled like alcohol, which was an indication that either she wasn't alone or Seba had just left.
As soon as we got out of the car and after asking her a few questions, she showed me what she had in her hand. It was a sleep mask similar to those given on airplanes and that we used to play with. Then I understood why there were so many messages asking when I arrived. The intention was to get Seba and me together. The truth is that the previous game with the guys from the table, and the pictures, had gotten me a bit excited. So, even though I wasn't exploding, I was eager for something to happen.
I grabbed the sleep mask and smiled at Ale, asking her if I had to put it on then. She indicated yes, so obediently I put it on. Ale helped me up the stairs from the garage to the hall on the first floor. As I went up the stairs, I could hear music. Ale was helping with the steps, and when we got upstairs, she took off my leather jacket. I stayed there waiting for someone to come near me. I was sure Seba was around here somewhere. I could feel his presence.
She grabbed my hand and put a cup in it, and with the same movement brought it to her mouth, clearly signaling that I should drink. It was champagne. Many desires to keep taking, but I accept the challenge. Took as much as I could, but something was distracting me. There were more people in that living room than just two men. Someone approaches and repeats the same ritual, grabs my hand, puts a cup on it, and tells me to take another one again. I had taken two champagne cups in less than two minutes. I felt like there were two people in front of me and at least four behind me, but suddenly I hear the bathroom door open. In my head, there was no doubt that there were several people in my house. At least 4. While trying to see something from the side of the mask and listen for more to deduce how many people were there, I kept dancing and giving myself up to that ecstasy that the atmosphere was slowly generating.
I felt his erect cock pressed against my ass. Since it was a loose dress, I could feel everything. At that moment, he asked me if everything was okay at my ear. He always did this in situations like these. If I ever told him no, he would immediately cut off the situation. It was like our signal.
I nodded my head, so this gave him the green light to start lifting up my dress.
I didn't hesitate to turn around and start kissing him. I could feel my ass was exposed and visible to at least three people. I kept dancing as if I were alone with my husband. At that moment, I moved away from him, pushing him on the chest with one hand, and continued dancing in front of whoever was there. Nothing mattered to me. It was just me and the music. I tried to dance as sexy as possible. In some moments, I took advantage of lifting up my dress or turning around and bending down to let them appreciate me even more.
I gave it a few turns and got dizzy. At that moment, I felt someone grabbing me or starting to touch me.
They start kissing me. I return the kiss with passion. But it's not my husband. I don't know who it is. It doesn't matter. I feel like there are already several hands touching me. I try to touch... The bodies I managed to touch are male. I'm sure they're four men. But are there really four? I've lost all reference already.
I keep dancing and each time they grab me more. Suddenly, a strap of my dress comes undone and with a movement, it falls off. I stand still in my thong and sandals in front of those men.
Someone grabs my shoulders and gently pushes me down to signal that I should kneel. The famous gang bang we had fantasized about is about to happen. I understand and know what I have to do. So, as I can, I start looking for the first cock. I find one, which is already out, so I start sucking it right away. Since someone's holding my head, pushing me down and making me take almost all of it into my mouth. It's not very big. I'd say it's normal. I keep sucking it eagerly. I feel someone's presence to my right, so with my hand, I try to find something. Right away, I'm on another naked body. Pushing from his booty with my right hand, I bring it to my face. Now I have two. I start playing with one and one. I'm like that for a few minutes, sucking the two cocks.
A third approaches. This one just slaps me in the face with his cock. So, all I had to do was move my head to the left to start sucking it. I notice the size of the head. This one was big because I had to open my mouth more than normal. If not, I would hurt him with my teeth. I don't know how long I'm like that. Of what I'm sure is that there are at least five men. I feel possessed, trying to leave everyone satisfied. I turn around as best I can, helping myself with my hands.
Just then, someone approaches me again. I'm in a kind of circle. My knees are already bothering me, so as best I can, I ask them to bring me an ottoman from one of the armchairs. Someone, who isn't any of the three men whose cocks I'm sucking, brings it to me. As he brings it to me, I grab it like... I remained. Also, he's naked, so I start sucking him off. Already four have gone. But there's still someone else behind me. I turn around and as I can, I start sucking her off too. It seems like Seba is this one. I'm not sure and neither do I care. At this point, it doesn't matter who anyone is, I just surrender completely to the situation. Something I often imagine and fantasize about, and now it's happening.
I keep trying to suck each of them a little bit. They also touch me as they can and start fingering me with their fingers. I feel wet. I'm so wet that when someone pulls their fingers out of me, I feel like part of my flow is dripping down my leg. There are five men around me. I know my husband is there watching everything.
I feel like the sluttiest. I love it. I get up and let myself be led. They take me to the couch and tell me to sit down. Again, they start approaching each other so that they can suck themselves off. I no longer care who's who, except when the big one appears. That one is impossible not to identify. While I'm sucking her, I wonder if it will hurt. Will it be like my boss's partner in Uruguay? That one really split me in two, but I ended up enjoying it a lot. I don't know how long I've been like this, but I want someone to penetrate me. I also want to come.
In a moment, helping myself with my hands, I push away who's in front of me and without hesitation, I get up and turn around. I put myself on all fours with my knees on the couch and my arms on the backrest. I take off my thong and wait for someone to understand my message by penetrating me. It won't have been 30 seconds before someone starts touching me again. Their fingers go in easily due to the lubrication I have. My thong is completely worn out, so they start pulling it out of me. I move to make it easier, leaving only my sandals on. The inside of my thighs are wet from the flow I'm leaving behind. It's undeniable that I like gang bangs. The thrill of not knowing who I am with, plus the Security of being there with my husband is priceless. I'm committed and at the same time I feel safe. Suddenly, I feel like someone is trying to penetrate me. It doesn't take long or cost anything. He penetrates me right away. He put on a condom. I can feel it. I don't like it, but it's necessary. Since the couch isn't against a wall, my position is ideal for continuing to blow someone else. My jaw has been resting for at least 5 minutes and I feel like I have someone in front of me. I start blowing him, and immediately someone gets in front of me too. So I can alternate with both of them. In no time, I realize that the one behind me is about to cum. He grabs my hips with force. He's finishing up. He leaves and another quickly penetrates me from behind. He also has a condom. This one is a bit more rough and does it with a faster rhythm. Every time he pushes in, my face hits the body of the person in front of me. Sometimes I manage to stop myself with my hands by doing a little resistance, other times I swallow him whole, causing some gagging. He finishes up and another one penetrates me right away. I feel used and I love it. While I'm doing what I'm doing, I think about my friends. About what they're missing out on and if any of them are like me. Maybe one of them is more party-loving than I am and doesn't know it. One of the girls I'm blowing is XXL. It's hard for me and I want the one behind me to finish so he can penetrate me. I lift my booty and start moving too, trying to speed up the situation. It works out. They finish up and XXL leaves my mouth. There are a few seconds where I imagine they're putting on a condom and then they start penetrating me again. But there's no difficulty beyond size. Soon I feel like it's all inside me. It doesn't give me more pleasure than the others or hurt, but it feels wider, takes me further. Someone stops in front of me next to the one who hasn't penetrated me yet. I start blowing him and soon recognize him. He's ale She moves away and turns back to ask if everything is okay at my ear. I nod again with my head just as they're pumping me magnificently. I feel like the XXL eggs are moving underneath me. I'm enjoying it and each thrust makes my body jump out of the chair.
XXL ends. I realize because he's holding on tight. They caught 5 types in under 20'. I love it. I've never lived something like this before and I'm already thinking about when we'll do it again. I still can't cum. I don't know if it's that I'm not comfortable in that position or if I concentrate more on them than on me.
The last one ends and he leaves. I stay quiet in that position, waiting for instructions. I know they're looking at me and the view is the best. I'm on all fours with my butt pointing at them. I realize they're taking pictures of me. It doesn't bother me. I have thousands. But I don't like not knowing who's there. I'll put up with it, that's the game.
Two minutes will have passed and someone grabs my hand. It seems like my husband but he doesn't talk to me so I can't be sure.
He makes me lie down on an inflatable mattress. I recognize it. It's one we've had for a long time. Someone took the trouble to inflate it. They had everything ready already!!!
I lie down and someone gets into bed next to me. They grab me and sit me up. And then they penetrate me from behind. I start moving like I like. They squeeze my breasts. They pinch my nipples. Now I'm enjoying myself like a slut. I love being on top. I feel my first orgasm coming. I move because nobody's going to take it from me. I think it's been a while since I've screamed that loudly at the end. It's just that at home, with my baby in the room next door, it's hard to put on a show like this. I enjoy it tremendously. Someone gets in front of me so they can give each other head. I don't have drama and I do it. This one is soft but slowly waking up. I feel Seba about to cum and since he doesn't have a condom, he pushes hard for me to come out. It doesn't bother me, I adjust and start giving him head just when It starts cumming. Half the semen ends up on my face and hair. The rest I swallow while he cleans himself up.. I keep sucking the one next to me. Someone starts playing with my ass. At first, timidly, a finger, then two. It seems like they're going to do double penetration. I love it as long as they do it carefully.
He leaves and no one takes his place. While someone keeps playing with my ass. No longer are there two fingers, now three and even four. I don't know what they're using, but they lubricated me with something.
I stay sucking Booty, helping the situation. I have my back arched and hear comments about my position. I feel my mouth is a pasty mix of sweat, alcohol, and Seba's semen. For the first time, I dare to speak up and ask if someone can bring me a glass of water. They don't answer, but soon someone brings an open bottle. I take as much as possible without stopping on all fours. Someone gets comfortable next to me and starts massaging my tits. At no point did they stop penetrating me anal with one hand. At that moment, I feel like it's not just a hand anymore. It seems like a penis, but I don't feel anyone behind me. I keep sucking ass and giving myself over to the situation, and after a while, I realize they're penetrating me with a dildo. It must be one of mine that fell off the shelf.
I feel like it's getting deeper every time and no longer hurts or bothers me. This is synonymous with my ass having adapted and now it's time to enjoy anal sex fully.
Suddenly, I feel someone in front of me. I stretch out my hand and touch a body. Something comes up to my face and I try to find it with my mouth. It's a cock. It has a strange taste, due to being with a condom at some point. I suck it as much as I can, trying to wake her up, and slowly manage to do so. Someone gets comfortable next to me again, so I go back to alternating between them as I can. I realize that the last one to join is XXL. But I fail to wake her up. It's all big and everything is great. Sometimes I like to suck them when they're asleep. This is the case.
Someone adjusts themselves behind me and I realize that what's penetrating me anally now is a real cock. I don't know who it is, but I love it. They grab my waist tightly, pushing me against him. I feel like my ass is being filled totally and at some point I throw myself forward because I feel a little pain. But it's only two or three thrusts. Then I get used to it and follow the movement. Someone tries to adjust themselves underneath, but it's impossible so they give up. The one penetrating me gets out and someone grabs my hand like to make me stand up a bit and let someone adjust themselves underneath me. They readjust us and suddenly I'm being penetrated vaginally. I know that double penetration is coming at any moment and I'm waiting for it. I start moving because I'm already close to climax again. The situation is driving me crazy. They're fucking me in groups and I love it. I don't know who they are or how many there are, but I'm enjoying myself like never before.
Someone adjusts themselves behind me again and tries to penetrate me anally. Can't do it. I exert force and manage to get the one penetrating me vaginally out. I lift my ass in a now signal and the one behind me gives me a push, penetrating me. I grab the cock from below and start putting it in slowly. Then we succeed and we all stay quiet, waiting for everything to settle.
I finish without even moving. I can't believe it. Everyone realizes and someone says something in my ear that I don't understand. Slowly, the one behind me starts moving with a slow but steady rhythm. I'm in heaven. How can I stretch my face to try to suck on something? The ones who were in front of me before seem like they're not there anymore. Honestly, I don't know how long this double penetration lasted, but the one behind me... It starts to cum because it's squeezing me hard and stops moving. They're pinching my nipples. It's adjusting slowly and entering. It seems like I'm entering everything, but I know that's not true because I'm still holding onto it with my hand. I start pushing, but realize it will hurt. I move out of the way and pull back to start the sequence again. This time it seems easier and enters slowly. I feel like they're splitting me in two, but don't want them to stop. Suddenly I forget everything.
Now they have to penetrate me vaginally. I grab the one underneath me who has been waiting for XXL to penetrate me and with my hand start guiding him. It doesn't cost us anything. On the contrary. It enters easily. Again the sequence of waiting until everything adjusts and then starting the rhythmic movement. That feeling of being torn apart is unique. I feel the two nipples almost touching inside me. The one underneath starts cumming.
Someone grabs my hand and makes me sit back down again. I sit up and they put a penis in my face. I start sucking it. It tastes like a condom. Honestly, it's disgusting, but I'll tolerate it. I suck it eagerly as if I'm being forced to do so. I feel several hands touching me, but everything is more peaceful than before. The one in my mouth after a while moves away and makes room for another. Another that also tastes like a condom. Someone starts giving me oral sex, but the position doesn't help and they give up soon. I pull back like lifting my pelvis, which makes it easier. I don't know if it's the same one or not, but again they start giving me oral sex. I keep sucking a cock that starts cumming. It wants to get out so it won't do it in my mouth, but it's too late. Again some stays in my mouth and a little on my tits. But there's not much of it. While they keep giving me an excellent oral sex session. I love it.
I put my mind blank while reviewing the situation. I've lost count of how many men have been They penetrated. I've already passed all the limits I thought I wouldn't pass. And what scares me is that I like it. I like what's happening. I like being the slut of all those men in my house. I like enjoying myself fully without any risk, knowing my husband is present.
I'm still sucking a cock. It tastes like condom semen. A lethal mix but I can't help but enjoy it at that moment. It's not hard yet but not soft either. In my head, I set the goal of making him cum, so I help myself with my hand to masturbate him. It works out. He starts cumming in my mouth, but I quickly move away and let him do it on my tits. I feel like not much comes out, indicating that this might be the second time he does it. The semen from my tits starts spreading towards my belly button. I try to adjust my hair and feel like there's also semen there. Without realizing it, I spread a bit more of it. Someone stands next to me again and touches my tits a little. Even the slightest touch hurts now, but I can take it. He brings his cock closer, but barely gets it in my mouth. I realize he's masturbating in front of me. I touch him a bit to stimulate him and also touch him a bit himself. It's soft, but stimulates quickly. After a little while, I feel semen on my tits again. This time it's still not much, but I feel like it's spreading towards my belly button too.
I realize the intensity is decreasing because no one approaches me anymore. No one penetrates me anymore. I'm still wearing my mask and sandals. The music is loud so I can't understand what they're saying, even if I listen closely.
After a while, everything seems to have ended. I try to adjust myself and sit down on the couch with my legs crossed. I don't mind being naked in front of others, but not being able to see or hear anything doesn't appeal to me. I feel vulnerable. Suddenly, the music volume drops a bit and I can listen more clearly. I want to take off my mask and discover... whoever took me, but I know I can't. I'll recognize them?. Someone sits next to me. It's my husband . He asks how I'm doing and if everything is okay. I tell him I'm doing very well, and that everything is more than fine. He gets up and listens as he talks to someone. They grab my hand and make me stop. I know everyone is looking at me, but my nudity pleases me. It pleases me because I know it pleases them and that makes me feel sexy. I always like being the center of attention.
From the hand they guide me to the stairs leading upstairs, where the rooms are. They take me to our room and put me in bed. He tells everyone to leave and goes up. When he closes the door, I can remove my blindfold.
I'm lying naked on the bed, not even bothering to cover myself, when I hear him walk away and close the door. I take off my blindfold. The light bothers me. I don't know how long I was wearing it. I look at the clock and it's almost 5 am. What seemed so quick to me actually lasted more than two hours. I have a thousand doubts in my head. Who were they? How many were there?
I want him to come up already, but I can still hear him talking to someone downstairs. I put on a shirt and peek over the stairs, trying to listen. They're cleaning while conversing. I go down a few steps, peek out, and see him cleaning with Seba. Since there's trust, after making sure no one else is around, I decide to come down.
The living room looks like a war zone. There's an inflatable mattress in the middle, a chair is torn apart, which I understand is where they took me. On the table, you can see a pile of beer cans, opened and closed condoms, boxes, etc. I also see two buckets with empty champagne bottles, a pile of glasses, and some soda and water bottles.
S. As soon as he sees me, he comes over and gives me a kiss. He asks if I want something, and I ask for a glass of water. He goes to get it from the kitchen and comes back with Seba. Since I'm without underwear and in a I'm in the position where everything is visible, I adjust a bit and cover myself with the same shirt. Ale sits next to me and Seba on a chair about a meter away. They're looking at me like they're waiting for me to say something, but I do exactly the same. My husband breaks the silence and asks how I'm doing. I tell him I'm fine. And the second question is how I spent it. I laugh and looking at both of them, I tell them very well. Then I decide to take the initiative and ask how many there were. They laugh and tell me they won't tell me. I want to kill them. I want to know with whom I was. It's not that I change much, but I have curiosity. It's like if I felt like beating my record. Who says if there is another one, I don't want it to be more than the previous one. I don't know. I'm ambitious and very competitive. Always was. I insist, but no use. I ask another question. Did you know them? They laugh again and tell me the same thing. They won't tell me. This generates an additional morbid curiosity in me. I want to know who they were. I don't want to be with someone without knowing if I caught or not. In my head, I start trying to imagine who could have been invited by my husband, but they don't give me the numbers. Not that many friends with that much confidence. At least, I don't think so. As I'm proud, I don't insist much. Maybe when Seba leaves and I'm alone, he'll tell me everything. While I feel like I'm not giving up from exhaustion and I want to go to bed. I get up and give Ale a kiss with tongue and all, a short but intense kiss. I pass by Seba's side and give him a pat on the head. I go upstairs and while going up, I feel like my head is going to explode if I don't find out who caught me that night.
It's almost dawn and I'm unsure if I should go to sleep as I am, filled with semen from different men or take a quick shower. The truth is that I won't give more than what I am when I go to bed like this.
Before falling asleep, I remember that we have the birthday of a work colleague of my husband's on the same day. Will I run into some of those who had me that night?. It gives me a thrill, a lot of a thrill, but I fall asleep.
I took out three or four photos and sent them to him. Obviously, in the photos, one of them took advantage to hug me, the other leaned against me a bit, etc. For a moment, there was no return message, so I assumed he was thinking his next move. The first challenge had already been overcome, and I'd even say won. The three men offered me a beer, and after looking at my friends' table, where I could see Daniela almost yawning in the distance, I accepted the invitation. The conversation was very pleasant, without anyone daring to take another step.
Just then, a new message from him arrived, where he upped the ante by telling me he knew the photo was staged or that they would be my college classmates. To up the ante, I didn't think of a better idea than sitting on one of the guys and taking a new photo. Without a doubt, the four beers I had already drunk were desinhibiting me. At random, I chose one of the guys, and told him about the idea I had to double down on the bet. Without resistance, before he could say anything, I jumped onto his lap. The friends looked at the situation and handed my phone to one of them, as if they were asking me to take a photo.
As the guy, who I think was named Martin, was very shy and didn't touch me, I grabbed his hands and made him hug me in such a way that Her arm made one of my boobs almost explode due to the neckline. I saw how the two friends looked waiting to see something more, but unfortunately the nipple didn't want to come out. Anyway, the photo turned out great and I sent it off. With half a nipple in the air, it would have been too much.
We were Dani, Pau, Luciana, two other girls, and me. So I invited a champagne to add some color to the night.
The first champagne ran out quickly, so I invited another one. This was desinhibiting us a bit, and even though it wasn't the most fun group I had been with, at least we started laughing about silly things. The second champagne was definitely too much. First because I noticed the girls, except for Dani, were no longer drinking. Second, because when I got up to go to the bathroom I realized I was really drunk.
Once in the bathroom, I start reviewing my phone and see I have three messages from ale. The first one asking me what time I would be back, the second one asking if I was behaving well, and the third one telling me to send a photo if I wasn't behaving.
The truth is I would have loved to keep playing along, but the bar wasn't a place with much fun where I could send him some hot photos being bad, but not to cut it off, and since I was in the bathroom, and my dress had a good neckline, I decided to take out one of my garters through the neckline and send him a photo. I was so unlucky that when I was taking the photo in front of the mirror, Dani came in looking for me. As I could, I tried to cover myself while laughing and Dani couldn't take it anymore from her amazed face. After explaining what I was doing, Dani offered to take my picture, so my husband wouldn't know who took it. The idea seemed great, so this time I not only pulled one garter but two, and Dani took several photos of us. We had sent each other many pranks when we were younger with Dani, so even though it had been a long time since... I saw myself naked, the truth is that I didn't have shame with her. Just like I take pictures of myself and send them to Ale who didn't hesitate in responding, telling me it was a HDP and many other things. Who took your picture? Who are you with? Tell me. Those were the messages she sent me.
When I got home and just as I had agreed with Ale, I called her to let her know I was a block away. As I turned the corner, I saw her standing at the door, with a smile from ear to ear, and something in her hand that I couldn't see what it was. She signaled for me to stop and when I stopped the car, she got into the passenger seat. She didn't give me time to say anything, but indicated for me to park the car in the garage. It smelled like alcohol, which was an indication that either she wasn't alone or Seba had just left.
As soon as we got out of the car and after asking her a few questions, she showed me what she had in her hand. It was a sleep mask similar to those given on airplanes and that we used to play with. Then I understood why there were so many messages asking when I arrived. The intention was to get Seba and me together. The truth is that the previous game with the guys from the table, and the pictures, had gotten me a bit excited. So, even though I wasn't exploding, I was eager for something to happen.
I grabbed the sleep mask and smiled at Ale, asking her if I had to put it on then. She indicated yes, so obediently I put it on. Ale helped me up the stairs from the garage to the hall on the first floor. As I went up the stairs, I could hear music. Ale was helping with the steps, and when we got upstairs, she took off my leather jacket. I stayed there waiting for someone to come near me. I was sure Seba was around here somewhere. I could feel his presence.
She grabbed my hand and put a cup in it, and with the same movement brought it to her mouth, clearly signaling that I should drink. It was champagne. Many desires to keep taking, but I accept the challenge. Took as much as I could, but something was distracting me. There were more people in that living room than just two men. Someone approaches and repeats the same ritual, grabs my hand, puts a cup on it, and tells me to take another one again. I had taken two champagne cups in less than two minutes. I felt like there were two people in front of me and at least four behind me, but suddenly I hear the bathroom door open. In my head, there was no doubt that there were several people in my house. At least 4. While trying to see something from the side of the mask and listen for more to deduce how many people were there, I kept dancing and giving myself up to that ecstasy that the atmosphere was slowly generating.
I felt his erect cock pressed against my ass. Since it was a loose dress, I could feel everything. At that moment, he asked me if everything was okay at my ear. He always did this in situations like these. If I ever told him no, he would immediately cut off the situation. It was like our signal.
I nodded my head, so this gave him the green light to start lifting up my dress.
I didn't hesitate to turn around and start kissing him. I could feel my ass was exposed and visible to at least three people. I kept dancing as if I were alone with my husband. At that moment, I moved away from him, pushing him on the chest with one hand, and continued dancing in front of whoever was there. Nothing mattered to me. It was just me and the music. I tried to dance as sexy as possible. In some moments, I took advantage of lifting up my dress or turning around and bending down to let them appreciate me even more.
I gave it a few turns and got dizzy. At that moment, I felt someone grabbing me or starting to touch me.
They start kissing me. I return the kiss with passion. But it's not my husband. I don't know who it is. It doesn't matter. I feel like there are already several hands touching me. I try to touch... The bodies I managed to touch are male. I'm sure they're four men. But are there really four? I've lost all reference already.
I keep dancing and each time they grab me more. Suddenly, a strap of my dress comes undone and with a movement, it falls off. I stand still in my thong and sandals in front of those men.
Someone grabs my shoulders and gently pushes me down to signal that I should kneel. The famous gang bang we had fantasized about is about to happen. I understand and know what I have to do. So, as I can, I start looking for the first cock. I find one, which is already out, so I start sucking it right away. Since someone's holding my head, pushing me down and making me take almost all of it into my mouth. It's not very big. I'd say it's normal. I keep sucking it eagerly. I feel someone's presence to my right, so with my hand, I try to find something. Right away, I'm on another naked body. Pushing from his booty with my right hand, I bring it to my face. Now I have two. I start playing with one and one. I'm like that for a few minutes, sucking the two cocks.
A third approaches. This one just slaps me in the face with his cock. So, all I had to do was move my head to the left to start sucking it. I notice the size of the head. This one was big because I had to open my mouth more than normal. If not, I would hurt him with my teeth. I don't know how long I'm like that. Of what I'm sure is that there are at least five men. I feel possessed, trying to leave everyone satisfied. I turn around as best I can, helping myself with my hands.
Just then, someone approaches me again. I'm in a kind of circle. My knees are already bothering me, so as best I can, I ask them to bring me an ottoman from one of the armchairs. Someone, who isn't any of the three men whose cocks I'm sucking, brings it to me. As he brings it to me, I grab it like... I remained. Also, he's naked, so I start sucking him off. Already four have gone. But there's still someone else behind me. I turn around and as I can, I start sucking her off too. It seems like Seba is this one. I'm not sure and neither do I care. At this point, it doesn't matter who anyone is, I just surrender completely to the situation. Something I often imagine and fantasize about, and now it's happening.
I keep trying to suck each of them a little bit. They also touch me as they can and start fingering me with their fingers. I feel wet. I'm so wet that when someone pulls their fingers out of me, I feel like part of my flow is dripping down my leg. There are five men around me. I know my husband is there watching everything.
I feel like the sluttiest. I love it. I get up and let myself be led. They take me to the couch and tell me to sit down. Again, they start approaching each other so that they can suck themselves off. I no longer care who's who, except when the big one appears. That one is impossible not to identify. While I'm sucking her, I wonder if it will hurt. Will it be like my boss's partner in Uruguay? That one really split me in two, but I ended up enjoying it a lot. I don't know how long I've been like this, but I want someone to penetrate me. I also want to come.
In a moment, helping myself with my hands, I push away who's in front of me and without hesitation, I get up and turn around. I put myself on all fours with my knees on the couch and my arms on the backrest. I take off my thong and wait for someone to understand my message by penetrating me. It won't have been 30 seconds before someone starts touching me again. Their fingers go in easily due to the lubrication I have. My thong is completely worn out, so they start pulling it out of me. I move to make it easier, leaving only my sandals on. The inside of my thighs are wet from the flow I'm leaving behind. It's undeniable that I like gang bangs. The thrill of not knowing who I am with, plus the Security of being there with my husband is priceless. I'm committed and at the same time I feel safe. Suddenly, I feel like someone is trying to penetrate me. It doesn't take long or cost anything. He penetrates me right away. He put on a condom. I can feel it. I don't like it, but it's necessary. Since the couch isn't against a wall, my position is ideal for continuing to blow someone else. My jaw has been resting for at least 5 minutes and I feel like I have someone in front of me. I start blowing him, and immediately someone gets in front of me too. So I can alternate with both of them. In no time, I realize that the one behind me is about to cum. He grabs my hips with force. He's finishing up. He leaves and another quickly penetrates me from behind. He also has a condom. This one is a bit more rough and does it with a faster rhythm. Every time he pushes in, my face hits the body of the person in front of me. Sometimes I manage to stop myself with my hands by doing a little resistance, other times I swallow him whole, causing some gagging. He finishes up and another one penetrates me right away. I feel used and I love it. While I'm doing what I'm doing, I think about my friends. About what they're missing out on and if any of them are like me. Maybe one of them is more party-loving than I am and doesn't know it. One of the girls I'm blowing is XXL. It's hard for me and I want the one behind me to finish so he can penetrate me. I lift my booty and start moving too, trying to speed up the situation. It works out. They finish up and XXL leaves my mouth. There are a few seconds where I imagine they're putting on a condom and then they start penetrating me again. But there's no difficulty beyond size. Soon I feel like it's all inside me. It doesn't give me more pleasure than the others or hurt, but it feels wider, takes me further. Someone stops in front of me next to the one who hasn't penetrated me yet. I start blowing him and soon recognize him. He's ale She moves away and turns back to ask if everything is okay at my ear. I nod again with my head just as they're pumping me magnificently. I feel like the XXL eggs are moving underneath me. I'm enjoying it and each thrust makes my body jump out of the chair.
XXL ends. I realize because he's holding on tight. They caught 5 types in under 20'. I love it. I've never lived something like this before and I'm already thinking about when we'll do it again. I still can't cum. I don't know if it's that I'm not comfortable in that position or if I concentrate more on them than on me.
The last one ends and he leaves. I stay quiet in that position, waiting for instructions. I know they're looking at me and the view is the best. I'm on all fours with my butt pointing at them. I realize they're taking pictures of me. It doesn't bother me. I have thousands. But I don't like not knowing who's there. I'll put up with it, that's the game.
Two minutes will have passed and someone grabs my hand. It seems like my husband but he doesn't talk to me so I can't be sure.
He makes me lie down on an inflatable mattress. I recognize it. It's one we've had for a long time. Someone took the trouble to inflate it. They had everything ready already!!!
I lie down and someone gets into bed next to me. They grab me and sit me up. And then they penetrate me from behind. I start moving like I like. They squeeze my breasts. They pinch my nipples. Now I'm enjoying myself like a slut. I love being on top. I feel my first orgasm coming. I move because nobody's going to take it from me. I think it's been a while since I've screamed that loudly at the end. It's just that at home, with my baby in the room next door, it's hard to put on a show like this. I enjoy it tremendously. Someone gets in front of me so they can give each other head. I don't have drama and I do it. This one is soft but slowly waking up. I feel Seba about to cum and since he doesn't have a condom, he pushes hard for me to come out. It doesn't bother me, I adjust and start giving him head just when It starts cumming. Half the semen ends up on my face and hair. The rest I swallow while he cleans himself up.. I keep sucking the one next to me. Someone starts playing with my ass. At first, timidly, a finger, then two. It seems like they're going to do double penetration. I love it as long as they do it carefully.
He leaves and no one takes his place. While someone keeps playing with my ass. No longer are there two fingers, now three and even four. I don't know what they're using, but they lubricated me with something.
I stay sucking Booty, helping the situation. I have my back arched and hear comments about my position. I feel my mouth is a pasty mix of sweat, alcohol, and Seba's semen. For the first time, I dare to speak up and ask if someone can bring me a glass of water. They don't answer, but soon someone brings an open bottle. I take as much as possible without stopping on all fours. Someone gets comfortable next to me and starts massaging my tits. At no point did they stop penetrating me anal with one hand. At that moment, I feel like it's not just a hand anymore. It seems like a penis, but I don't feel anyone behind me. I keep sucking ass and giving myself over to the situation, and after a while, I realize they're penetrating me with a dildo. It must be one of mine that fell off the shelf.
I feel like it's getting deeper every time and no longer hurts or bothers me. This is synonymous with my ass having adapted and now it's time to enjoy anal sex fully.
Suddenly, I feel someone in front of me. I stretch out my hand and touch a body. Something comes up to my face and I try to find it with my mouth. It's a cock. It has a strange taste, due to being with a condom at some point. I suck it as much as I can, trying to wake her up, and slowly manage to do so. Someone gets comfortable next to me again, so I go back to alternating between them as I can. I realize that the last one to join is XXL. But I fail to wake her up. It's all big and everything is great. Sometimes I like to suck them when they're asleep. This is the case.
Someone adjusts themselves behind me and I realize that what's penetrating me anally now is a real cock. I don't know who it is, but I love it. They grab my waist tightly, pushing me against him. I feel like my ass is being filled totally and at some point I throw myself forward because I feel a little pain. But it's only two or three thrusts. Then I get used to it and follow the movement. Someone tries to adjust themselves underneath, but it's impossible so they give up. The one penetrating me gets out and someone grabs my hand like to make me stand up a bit and let someone adjust themselves underneath me. They readjust us and suddenly I'm being penetrated vaginally. I know that double penetration is coming at any moment and I'm waiting for it. I start moving because I'm already close to climax again. The situation is driving me crazy. They're fucking me in groups and I love it. I don't know who they are or how many there are, but I'm enjoying myself like never before.
Someone adjusts themselves behind me again and tries to penetrate me anally. Can't do it. I exert force and manage to get the one penetrating me vaginally out. I lift my ass in a now signal and the one behind me gives me a push, penetrating me. I grab the cock from below and start putting it in slowly. Then we succeed and we all stay quiet, waiting for everything to settle.
I finish without even moving. I can't believe it. Everyone realizes and someone says something in my ear that I don't understand. Slowly, the one behind me starts moving with a slow but steady rhythm. I'm in heaven. How can I stretch my face to try to suck on something? The ones who were in front of me before seem like they're not there anymore. Honestly, I don't know how long this double penetration lasted, but the one behind me... It starts to cum because it's squeezing me hard and stops moving. They're pinching my nipples. It's adjusting slowly and entering. It seems like I'm entering everything, but I know that's not true because I'm still holding onto it with my hand. I start pushing, but realize it will hurt. I move out of the way and pull back to start the sequence again. This time it seems easier and enters slowly. I feel like they're splitting me in two, but don't want them to stop. Suddenly I forget everything.
Now they have to penetrate me vaginally. I grab the one underneath me who has been waiting for XXL to penetrate me and with my hand start guiding him. It doesn't cost us anything. On the contrary. It enters easily. Again the sequence of waiting until everything adjusts and then starting the rhythmic movement. That feeling of being torn apart is unique. I feel the two nipples almost touching inside me. The one underneath starts cumming.
Someone grabs my hand and makes me sit back down again. I sit up and they put a penis in my face. I start sucking it. It tastes like a condom. Honestly, it's disgusting, but I'll tolerate it. I suck it eagerly as if I'm being forced to do so. I feel several hands touching me, but everything is more peaceful than before. The one in my mouth after a while moves away and makes room for another. Another that also tastes like a condom. Someone starts giving me oral sex, but the position doesn't help and they give up soon. I pull back like lifting my pelvis, which makes it easier. I don't know if it's the same one or not, but again they start giving me oral sex. I keep sucking a cock that starts cumming. It wants to get out so it won't do it in my mouth, but it's too late. Again some stays in my mouth and a little on my tits. But there's not much of it. While they keep giving me an excellent oral sex session. I love it.
I put my mind blank while reviewing the situation. I've lost count of how many men have been They penetrated. I've already passed all the limits I thought I wouldn't pass. And what scares me is that I like it. I like what's happening. I like being the slut of all those men in my house. I like enjoying myself fully without any risk, knowing my husband is present.
I'm still sucking a cock. It tastes like condom semen. A lethal mix but I can't help but enjoy it at that moment. It's not hard yet but not soft either. In my head, I set the goal of making him cum, so I help myself with my hand to masturbate him. It works out. He starts cumming in my mouth, but I quickly move away and let him do it on my tits. I feel like not much comes out, indicating that this might be the second time he does it. The semen from my tits starts spreading towards my belly button. I try to adjust my hair and feel like there's also semen there. Without realizing it, I spread a bit more of it. Someone stands next to me again and touches my tits a little. Even the slightest touch hurts now, but I can take it. He brings his cock closer, but barely gets it in my mouth. I realize he's masturbating in front of me. I touch him a bit to stimulate him and also touch him a bit himself. It's soft, but stimulates quickly. After a little while, I feel semen on my tits again. This time it's still not much, but I feel like it's spreading towards my belly button too.
I realize the intensity is decreasing because no one approaches me anymore. No one penetrates me anymore. I'm still wearing my mask and sandals. The music is loud so I can't understand what they're saying, even if I listen closely.
After a while, everything seems to have ended. I try to adjust myself and sit down on the couch with my legs crossed. I don't mind being naked in front of others, but not being able to see or hear anything doesn't appeal to me. I feel vulnerable. Suddenly, the music volume drops a bit and I can listen more clearly. I want to take off my mask and discover... whoever took me, but I know I can't. I'll recognize them?. Someone sits next to me. It's my husband . He asks how I'm doing and if everything is okay. I tell him I'm doing very well, and that everything is more than fine. He gets up and listens as he talks to someone. They grab my hand and make me stop. I know everyone is looking at me, but my nudity pleases me. It pleases me because I know it pleases them and that makes me feel sexy. I always like being the center of attention.
From the hand they guide me to the stairs leading upstairs, where the rooms are. They take me to our room and put me in bed. He tells everyone to leave and goes up. When he closes the door, I can remove my blindfold.
I'm lying naked on the bed, not even bothering to cover myself, when I hear him walk away and close the door. I take off my blindfold. The light bothers me. I don't know how long I was wearing it. I look at the clock and it's almost 5 am. What seemed so quick to me actually lasted more than two hours. I have a thousand doubts in my head. Who were they? How many were there?
I want him to come up already, but I can still hear him talking to someone downstairs. I put on a shirt and peek over the stairs, trying to listen. They're cleaning while conversing. I go down a few steps, peek out, and see him cleaning with Seba. Since there's trust, after making sure no one else is around, I decide to come down.
The living room looks like a war zone. There's an inflatable mattress in the middle, a chair is torn apart, which I understand is where they took me. On the table, you can see a pile of beer cans, opened and closed condoms, boxes, etc. I also see two buckets with empty champagne bottles, a pile of glasses, and some soda and water bottles.
S. As soon as he sees me, he comes over and gives me a kiss. He asks if I want something, and I ask for a glass of water. He goes to get it from the kitchen and comes back with Seba. Since I'm without underwear and in a I'm in the position where everything is visible, I adjust a bit and cover myself with the same shirt. Ale sits next to me and Seba on a chair about a meter away. They're looking at me like they're waiting for me to say something, but I do exactly the same. My husband breaks the silence and asks how I'm doing. I tell him I'm fine. And the second question is how I spent it. I laugh and looking at both of them, I tell them very well. Then I decide to take the initiative and ask how many there were. They laugh and tell me they won't tell me. I want to kill them. I want to know with whom I was. It's not that I change much, but I have curiosity. It's like if I felt like beating my record. Who says if there is another one, I don't want it to be more than the previous one. I don't know. I'm ambitious and very competitive. Always was. I insist, but no use. I ask another question. Did you know them? They laugh again and tell me the same thing. They won't tell me. This generates an additional morbid curiosity in me. I want to know who they were. I don't want to be with someone without knowing if I caught or not. In my head, I start trying to imagine who could have been invited by my husband, but they don't give me the numbers. Not that many friends with that much confidence. At least, I don't think so. As I'm proud, I don't insist much. Maybe when Seba leaves and I'm alone, he'll tell me everything. While I feel like I'm not giving up from exhaustion and I want to go to bed. I get up and give Ale a kiss with tongue and all, a short but intense kiss. I pass by Seba's side and give him a pat on the head. I go upstairs and while going up, I feel like my head is going to explode if I don't find out who caught me that night.
It's almost dawn and I'm unsure if I should go to sleep as I am, filled with semen from different men or take a quick shower. The truth is that I won't give more than what I am when I go to bed like this.Before falling asleep, I remember that we have the birthday of a work colleague of my husband's on the same day. Will I run into some of those who had me that night?. It gives me a thrill, a lot of a thrill, but I fall asleep.
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