My gangbang fantasy became a reality – sort of (2)

[Part One]

I wore my unicorn necklace again, and packed that black string dress from Dale and Lisa, as well as a short black nightgown in case I wasn’t feeling as bold.

In the change room, I saw the same large breasted woman who complimented me on my shoes. She didn’t remember me, or if she did, wasn’t in the mood to chat.

As I was getting changed into the nightgown, I looked to my right and was pretty sure the young guy getting undressed was one of the men I was there to meet. He was taller, attractive, early 30s, and in good shape but nowhere near as ripped as his profile pictures. “Kris?” I said? And it was him.

It was nice to have someone to chat with, if nothing else. He was young and sweet and decent company. Electrical engineer who lived in a different country for a few years and is now back, working in retail while he looks for an engineering job.

We sat at the bar, he nursed a drink, I had a few, and we chatted. The other 7pm appointment never showed up – he was older and an experienced Dom. Oh well.

The club gradually filled up, the staff came to talk to us to introduce themselves, and I got more comfortable. It started to look like Jason wasn’t coming at all, and I had a decision to make. Kris was pleasant enough, and I was getting a lot of appreciative looks. I was told by one of the staff I would get a lot of compliments on the string dress, which I had changed into. She was right.

We chatted with a fully dressed and very handsome man who explained he came to the club frequently and was a Dom. I found him captivating and very attractive. We shared stories of divorce and sexual discovery. He complimented me on my fantastic ass. Then he went to get changed.

I asked Kris if he wanted to go upstairs to play, and when he said he did, I asked if he was willing to look out for me while we played. As in, make sure that if anyone else wanted to join, that I was okay with it. He said yes.

Upstairs we went.

It was very different from the last visit. Because single men were allowed, it was an entirely different feel. There weren’t too many couples, and only a couple single women. The first room we entered there was a woman getting fucked, with three men around her, engaged in a foursome, and probably about 10 men standing around, watching, with towels or completely naked.

I found a spot next to them, and started kissing Kris. It was nice but hard to be fully in the moment, because I was hyper aware of all the cocks around me. We stood at the edge of one of the platforms, and as Kris and I kissed and touched, at first there were two other hands caressing my ass. I quickly lost track of how many hands and mouths were on me. I was standing up, with mouths on both breasts, kissing Kris, someone was fingering me to orgasm, and I had no idea what any of them looked like, except Kris.

It was just as well, because these were not men I would pick out to have fun with. But it felt really good. Then my leg started cramping and I needed to lay down. I got on my back. I asked Kris to fuck me and he asked me to give him head first. Quickly there were men all around me again, but three were the most engaged.

There was Kris, who was kneeling at my head as I gave him a blow job. Some other man was kneeling by my head on the other side, and was fingering me rather expertly and I gave him a hand job, and then there was a third man and I have no idea what he was doing.

Someone other than Kris tried to kiss me at one point and he tasted horrible. I said no and he stopped, instantly.

Now, I usually have trouble swallowing during head; first because my jaw gets super sore quickly and I so I often am unable to take a man to completion before I’m in agony. Second because I get freaked out and worry my gag reflex will kick in.

But not that night – all of a sudden I was aware that I was swallowing something warm, as Kris started to apologise, saying he didn’t expect that.  He had been telling me how hot I was, and checking in every once in a while to ask if I was okay with everything.

Two different guys fucked me during that session, but Kris didn’t. He asked if he could go take a break and he left. I was fine for a little while but then got weirded out when I realized he hadn’t come back. It didn’t help that when I opened my eyes I could see about 5 nameless men jerking off to me getting fucked.

For those of you interested in such things, I will say that it was a very racially diverse crowd. All variations of colour were represented. A veritable rainbow of men.

When I’d had enough and realised Kris wasn’t there, I told the guys I needed a break and they wandered off like a school of fish changing direction. One lovely, very young Japanese man remained, asked me if I was okay and told me Kris had gone downstairs. I told him I needed water and he offered me some of this. One of the few gentlemen there that evening, it would seem.

I found Kris in the locker room, getting dressed. He was apologetic but explained he didn’t realize the time had gone by so quickly and he had to leave at 9:30. He said he’d gone back upstairs but I looked like was having a fun time. I suppose I was, but it was very strange to not have someone there I felt some connection to.

He left and I pondered whether to leave. Then I remembered that hot Dom and decided to see where he went.

I was in for a treat and a disaster.


Part Three (coming tomorrow)

41 thoughts on “My gangbang fantasy became a reality – sort of (2)

  1. Another cliff hanger? Sigh!
    I totally understand what you say here: “I suppose I was, but it was very strange to not have someone there I felt some connection to.”
    I experienced that both during my threesome with the Healer and the Italian and during my time at the swingers club. At some point, when we were in the dark room and I had a number of hands and mouths and fingers in/on me, I felt the need to feel safe. So I called out to the Dancer, who was not far. But I would have felt odd if he hadn’t been in the area. It was almost like the beginning of a panic attack, though not as pronounced. I think it’s the combination of coming too much, the dark and feeling surrounded…

    • I don’t deliberately write cliff hangers but figure that nobody wants to read crazy long posts…right?

      I felt very uncomfortable when I realized Kris wasn’t there. The next session I engaged in was even worse from that perspective, and it left me feeling very strange and unsettled.

      • Yes, I can totally relate.
        The Dancer told me a few times over the course of the evening that I could go off with someone if I wanted to, he wouldn’t resent me. I just couldn’t. From time to time, I just needed to be able to cuddle up to someone, for some aftercare, and I wouldn’t have wanted to kiss anyone else. I don’t remember. Maybe I did kiss someone else, but I really don’t think so!
        I get the unsettled feeling. To me, that the sort of feeling I got when I’d had too many orgasms and wasn’t held afterwards (even if virtually). Some sort of subdrop, even though I never went into subspace per se… I just forgot who I was for a while…
        Not sure I make sense, but I hope you get what I mean.

    • Oh and one other thing…it was REALLY bright in the rooms. Way brighter than the first time I was there, with the couples. I’m sure it’s deliberate so the staff can make sure the women are fine. But it was odd to be in a super bright room.

      • Generally you don’t have to have the rooms fully lit to watch out for the women. On one hand it’s good that they are concerned about your well being but on the other hand you lose a lot of the intimacy of the moment. Is it possible they just forgot to turn down the lights?

        Be sure and make friends with the staff because they will typically better watch out for people they know. The biggest wildcard is single men IMHO because a lot of them don’t really understand how this all works and to them it’s a kid in a candy store. People in the lifestyle understand how things work and I have almost never seen a problem with other than straight guys.

  2. Oh it was exciting to read and then I felt so stressed for you when Kris did not return. Made me feel nervous for you. I am looking forward to reading the next installment but find I am having a response as though it’s me going through it! (I tend to over empathize) .I’m a little scared of what you are going to write next!!

  3. Right now, I’m not sure what I’m thinking about this; one part of me is so very thrilled that you did this, another part, eh, not so much since you kinda let us know that some parts of your evening didn’t go well. But I’m right along with everyone else – I’m waiting with bated breath to find out the rest of the story and your after-action analysis…

    Kris shouldn’t have left you alone but I’m sure he got into the wind because he was embarrassed that he took himself out of the game early. Hell, it might have taken me out… but I wouldn’t have left you alone and unprotected…

  4. Ok…I am a newbie to your blog, but from everything I have read so far I would think that this wouldn’t be your scene. Overall I think Kdaddy23^ comments shadow mine…

    BTW, for someone not trying to create cliff hangers, your great at it!!! 😉

  5. Next time make them tell you when they want to leave. I felt very uncomfortable just READING that he was getting dressed, let alone being there. Why can’t people just be honest instead of doing a runner?

    With my next breath I’ll say daaaaamn girl! You lucky little minx having so much fun. Tony who? 😛

    • Yeah he said “oh you looked like you were having fun”, which was true… I guess they don’t realised how vulnerable you can feel in the situation.

      And thank you. It’s been eye opening to say the least!

  6. I feel dirty just liking these posts. 😛 I would be afraid of never going back to single person sex after something like this. Another apple to bite in Eden. 🙂

    • My experience is: these are two separate things, each with their pros and cons. The thrill and rush felt after group sex is great, but nothing beats the connection that is felt during single person sex. So you would probably want to go back to group sex, but that doesn’t mean that you wouldn’t crave single person sex.

      Now, if what you mean is: It’d be hard to go back to monogamy… then yes, probably 😉

      • I’m that spoiled brat who can differentiate between things. I get selfish and greedy. Especially at this age now…plus I am married.
        That is totally off the table. 🙂

        • I definitely don’t think it’s a good thing in most marriages…from everything I’ve read and seen, opening up a marriage is often an attempt to save a marriage or make one partner happy (that’s what it was in my case)… and of course that will rarely ever work.

          The ones with open / swinging marriages that work seem to truly be based on already strong relationships where both partners want to explore more things sexually, equally.

          • I’ve been in the same situation as Ann… I feel your pain. The only way to sove this is communication. Open and honest communication. Why doesn’t she want to have sex any more? What would help her be willing (WARNING: this may be very non-sexual things, like taking over dinnertime once or twice a week, giving her room/time to exercise, do something she likes to do, supporting her in that too, exercise together…). You need to figure out what works for both of you. And need to both be willing to work on finding the solutions.
            Good luck!

          • Oh, and for what it’s worth, I like the older models too. More experienced, more dependable, longer lasting, willing to work… Less spark but more embers… it suits my inexperienced self (I differ a lot from Ann in that regard) quite well, better than younger models who would need me to teach them things I haven’t learnt yet myself 🙂

          • Agree and it’s been my experience that if your relationship is shaky to start with, fucking other people is only going to finish it off! Don’t party if you think it’s going to help.

    • Ah, it’s all good, you can like them 🙂

      Single person sex is awesome, although I can honestly say I think I would enjoy a relationship with someone where we, everyone once in a while, could play with others together. Maybe. It’s all still theory for me 🙂

      • Hopefully you’ll find a compatible mate who’ll allow your wild side to come out and play from time to time. You can also consider remaining a unicorn and just running around with people from the club. If they are like us, you all become a big family where you are accepted and having a partner isn’t required.

  7. I don’t know …I would have had a hard time with Kris leaving. I actually think that it’s possible both Kris and the Dom leaving you alone created the weird let down afterwards.

What do you think?