The First gangbang

I stumbled into organizing gangbangs by accident. On another site, bored, nothing much happening, reading chats I started seeing a local lady talking about being gangbanged. As expected, the chats lit up with interested men, but over a few days it became obvious no one was helping her organize. I could see she was getting frustrated – horny as hell, offering free pussy to the guys but no one wanted to help. So, I contacted her. We went back and forth for a few days, the outlines of a plan forming.

I put a rule in place at the first event; I wouldn’t organize unless I’d met the lady face to face and looked her in the eyes. You’ll all know how many people talk a big game but never show, I reasoned if they were committed enough to turn up once they’d do it again. I picked her up at the train station and bought her back to my place. She was short, cuddly and cute with a bouncy personality. We nutted out a plan of action and then she offered met a treat. She masturbated for me as I watched. It was my first experience of that and it was intense, for both of us. She smiled and said “there, that’s me”. Wow. It was so intense for me, my brain so sated, I couldn’t get an erection for two weeks. WTF. I took her back to the train station and waved a very happy goodbye.

Now the hard bit, advertising and finding enough men. Anyone who’s done this will know how unreliable the men are. It was a mission. Then, the day before the event was scheduled to take place a storm rolled through the area and took out some bridges and shit. Postponed. One week later I picked her up at the railway station again. She was hyped, practically exploding in the seat. Back to the venue. We had plenty of time to relax and get ‘in the zone’. With time in hand she dragged me kicking and screaming – yeah right – to the bedroom and fucked my brains out. She then tidied herself up for the main event. I never actually take part in these events – I act as organizer and security for the lady. In most – not all – cases the lady rewards me privately. I prefer it that way.

The men started arriving and we kept everyone in the lounge talking with her till most were there. Rules were explained and the starting gun sounded. For the next two and a half hours she serviced the guys, spit roasted, cocks in hands, everything but anal. The rubbish bin began to fill with used condoms. She wore out the seven men who’d turned up and was laughing and giggling the whole way through it. The men staggered out and I put her in the shower to clean up. As arranged, I drove her home, a round trip for me of about 2 hours. But it didn’t seem fair to put her on a train home late at night after all she’d been through. Maybe I’m a simp, don’t care. You always look after the ladies.

So there you have it, the first gangbang. I got to watch her, shag her, watch the event and she got the gangbang she wanted. Win, win. And now I had cred, if someone else wanted an event. And they did!