A fantasy that you'd had for some time, and we had discussed often enough while fucking, often at painstakingly detailed length, was the idea of a gangbang, and how much you loved the thought of being the only woman amongst a group of very excited men. It was something that got you so incredibly hot, that I couldn't say I wasn't just a lot turned on by the idea myself. But making it a reality? As ever, it's not always that easy.
Swinging though, meant the occasional meet where you were the focus of all the attention for periods of time. Having two or three hard cocks vying for your pussy or mouth was something that would intimidate you as the evening started, but as that sexual heat was turned up and you were able to let your inhibitions go, there was no denying that you loved it.
The way you would blow one guy while jerking another, while yet another was inside you, was mesmerizing. Watching you bending and moving to get better and more pleasing angles for yourself, while focusing on getting the assembled dicks as hard as you could, riding, sucking and edging them for as long as you could, all so you could finish them and have as much cum as you could, painted across your body. It was a beautiful sight to behold.
But then it wasn't your turn, and you would be leaning back, a small twinge of jealousy in your eyes as another woman was in that coveted position. You reach in to help jerk a cock that looked lonely, or lean over for a sensual suck of another dick before sliding it inside her. That look of longing in your eyes. Knowing exactly what she's feeling. The wanting to be where she is. Again.
And in those moments I lovingly stare into your eyes as I feed my own cock into another woman, giving her the attention that you're craving. Pulling out, and showing you how wet I am from her, and how hard she has me before pushing back in. Making sure you're watching as I move from her mouth, to her hand, to between her legs, and back again. Seeing you lick your lips when I can't hold on any longer, and spray my cum all over her breasts, or her neck, or her belly, or wherever else she may want it. Painting her ass cheeks, or either set of her luscious lips with cum as the other men do the same.
Watching you cum at the same time, your fingers punishing your beautiful, hard little clit for getting so excited, while your other hand pinches your nipples and kneads at your breasts. Picturing yourself at the centre of all those cocks, sucking and fucking as desire takes you.
When we re-connect and recap afterwards though, I always take time to ask if you're ready to be the sole focus of attention yet. If you're tired of sharing with someone else and want all of the excitement, and pleasure for yourself. And even though your mouth always laughs and tells me that it's just a fantasy, your eyes tell a different story.
They tell the story of a woman fantasizing about entering a room, and seeing a group of men before her. Already stripped and laid bare for her. Ready and waiting. A woman who knows that every cock in that room is there for her, and her alone. A woman that doesn't need to share her desire or satisfaction with anyone else on this occasion. A woman that can, and will, use these men for as long as she wants, to give her all of the pleasure that she wants, before she empties every last drop of cum from them onto her sweaty, sensuous and satisfied body. Bliss.
