My First Gangbang: DIary of A College Girl

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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. 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) What's the appeal of a gangbang for a man? For me, it was mostly the opportunity to watch: I'm really turned on by seeing her in action, and this was a much more baroque form of action than I'd ever otherwise witnessed in person. Also, both parties involved other women (one additional woman in the first one, two in the second) and, needless to say, I enjoyed having some time with them. For her, I think the primary appeal was that all that attention made her feel sexy--which she surely is, but I'm glad that she got an extra jolt of affirmation. Still and all, we didn't have a conversion experience as a result of these events: it's possible we'd participate in another someday, but it's never going to become our regular thing. 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. In thinking over that night with a more mature brain and I have essentially concluded that someone at that party drugged me by slipping something into one of the drinks that I had.

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* 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.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.

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. Joe lost the next hand and I could tell by their nervous looks, that they were unsure if they could go on. I decided if I was going to get some action; that I would have to take charge. I lost the next hand, you should have seen their surprised looks when I removed my sweater and wasn’t wearing a bra. They all had stupid looks on their faces. I said, “C'mon guys, don’t tell me you have never seen breasts before?” 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. As he pulled out of my ass with a pop, I felt more cum run out of my ass and onto the bed. The thought crossed my mind that someone was going to have a big mess to clean up after this!

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. 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" 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. 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. While I've not repeated this kind of a gang bang since then ( although I HAVE had some similar experiences that were both planned and spontaneous) the remembrance of that night has been the center of many self stimulated orgasms and a story that constantly turns my husband on.