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My First Gangbang

I sat back and watched in awe as I watched her fuck another woman.  I wanted to go up behind her and touch her back, kiss her neck and lick her all over as she thrust deeply inside this stranger.  I was probably in shock at how hot this vision was.

I wasn’t sure what the protocol was but opted to play the support role.  She asked me to take her heels off and I rushed to do so.  Now that she had more leverage she began to thrust even harder.

The only thing I was aware of was how hot this scene was and the increasing strain inside my leather pants.

After a long hard fucking, she pulled out and turned to me with a smile.

“Now it’s your turn.”

She walked up to a friend at the party and told her she was going to fuck me and asked if she wanted to fuck me too.  Her eyes lit up and she had a big smile on her face so I knew what the answer was without her saying anything.

I followed her to one of the rooms where there was a long bondage table, a spanking bench and a few other pieces of kinky furniture set up.   Some people were fucking in the corner others were making out in another.

She had me strip and get on all fours on the spanking bench.  She took the a gag and slid it in my mouth and strapped it in tightly then walked behind me.  I was nervous.  I’ve never been fucked while a bunch of others were watching much less by more than one person at a time.   I also knew that this was probably something that wasn’t very common at this party.

Yet there I was, on all fours across the leather spanking bench.

Pulling my hair back, she whispered how first she was going to fuck me, then how she was going to love watching a bunch of other women fuck me too.

To be continued…

 

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Even Better Than The Real Thing

I experienced something this weekend, something I had fantasized about for years and years.

I’m not going to go into details about what it was just yet, or maybe ever, but there was something about it I wanted to share.

It was a little different than I had imagined but it was still very powerful, very hot and I’ve been turned-on all day remembering it.

The surprising part is how it was less about the physical aspects of what was going on and much more about the mental and emotional aspects of it.

There were times when I wasn’t sure I could keep going, where I wasn’t sure if I could take it, but she was there the whole time, stroking and pulling my hair, running her nails down my skin, whispering to me how much she loved it and how I was hers.  Despite all that was happening, she became my focus and I didn’t even need to try.

Eventually it became less about what was going on with my body and all about my mind and my heart.   I went from being nervous and scared to feeling brave and strong.

All because she was there.   It became a more powerful experience.  Yes, even on paper it was hot but beyond that I feel more owned, more…well….loved.

All because she was there.

Being presumptuous?

She wasn’t home, she wouldn’t be home for another hour or so.

I had been hard for her almost all day.   That seems to be the case more often than not lately.   I had managed to distract myself a bit with some work, answered a few emails, downloaded the last season of a TV show she and I were enjoying, but my mind kept wandering.

I thought about surprising her, getting the bedroom ready, setting out some toys so I could properly welcome her home when she returned.

Then the thought crossed my mind.   What would happen if I tied myself up and waited for her?  How would she react?  Would it seem presumptuous?

I browsed thorough a few of our toy drawers, deciding what to do.   Do I take out a few designed specifically to please her or a few designed to hurt me?

I considered my options.   I could tie myself up in a position where I’m very vulnerable and lie there and wait for her, maybe gag myself.   Maybe I could be in a position where she’d have multiple options depending on her mood so she could decide if she wanted to fuck me one way or the other or if she could beat me.

I considered what that might be like, naked in an awkward position, putting myself in bondage in a way that it was difficult to get into and even harder to get out of.

The more I thought of it the more it turned me on to wonder what she might do.

I then realized it would feel like topping form the bottom a bit, ok more than a bit, setting myself up for any specific kind of play that she didn’t ask for.

I then though of setting out candles, dimming the lights, setting out the massage oil and waiting for her.

It was then that I got a text from her, she wasn’t going to be home for a few more hours.

Next time, I’m going to go with the massage oil and candles.

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