Author Topic: Confessions of a Gangbang Girl - Part Two  (Read 1234 times)

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August 07, 2016, 06:11:35 AM

Offline TheDirtyPrincess

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WARNING: This story contains subject matter that some may find offensive. It features an underage person in a gangbang. If this offends you, then do not read any further.

In the days after that first gangbang, I was starting to wonder whether it had been a good idea. I wasn’t worried about getting a reputation, as I figured that the guys would keep this to themselves on the presumption that if they did, I would be more open to letting them gangbang me again in the future.

What had me worried was not even that I had enjoyed myself, a lot, but that I wondered if I had enjoyed myself too much. The more I thought about it, the more I found myself getting excited about the idea of guys lining up to fuck me. The thought of a guy I didn’t know fucking me or even making me suck his cock, was something I found to be a big turn on. I tried not to think about that and think about something else, but on the Wednesday after that first gangbang, I found myself back at the mall and I bumped into Sam.

Sam said he and a few of the guys had been talking about what had gone down, and they had asked him to see if I was up for doing it again. Not only that, but Sam said that he had spoken to some other guys, guys he said were trustworthy, and they wanted to see what the fuss was about. Sam said they only wanted to watch, but I knew that they would likely want to join in. And I found that exciting, exciting enough that I said I would be up for another gangbang.  Sam assured me that there wouldn’t be any pressure and he seemed sincere, which he was, and that’s another reason I went along with his suggestion.

Between then and Saturday, I couldn’t stop thinking about what I had let myself in for, what I thought I’d agreed to, but I stopped myself; Sam said that there wouldn’t be any pressure, and I assured myself that the last thing any of them wanted was for anything bad to happen to me, if only so that the ‘fun’ could keep going, so I relaxed and told myself that if I didn’t want anything to happen, it wouldn’t, and it’d be OK.

Saturday arrived and I found myself once again sneaking out of the house, not that I really had to sneak; my dad was out working another late shift, and mom was finding solace in the same place she always did; at the bottom of a bottle of vodka. Sam was waiting nearby in his car, to take me to his house. On the way over, Sam again assured me that there was no pressure on me, and that the guys just wanted to have a good time, and that whatever I was up for was OK with them. I nodded and smiled, but inside I was starting to feel a buzz, because I was starting to feel that I’d be up for anything, and I wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not.

We arrived at Sam’s house and there were about a dozen guys there; I recognized some of them from that first time, but the others I obviously didn’t know, but, at first glance, they seemed to be OK, and, most importantly, looked very cute. The guys were talking amongst themselves and relaxing, but when I walked in, they stopped talking and were looking me over, many of them smiling and some of them looking at each other and nodding knowingly.

I took off my coat and there were some appreciative whistles as they saw me in a loose lavender dress that was far too short for a 13-year-old, not that the guys cared; whether they knew or suspected my real age was clearly irrelevant to them, as they just wanted to gangbang me, however old I was.

One of the guys there, a fairly big looking dude, who looked to be 19, came over to me and looked me up and down;

“You weren’t kidding, Sam; she’s hot.”

“She sure is, Ian”, Sam replied, smiling

Ian looked at the group of assembled guys, and smirked

“Let’s see how hot.”

Ian then lead me over to the couch and bent me over the arm; he hiked up my dress, exposing my ass

“Holy crap,” said a voice. “She’s not wearing any underwear.”

“Just the way I like it”, said Ian and as everyone started cheering, Ian shoved his face into my ass and started eating my pussy out from behind. I gasped; I couldn’t believe how good that felt. Ian drove his tongue into my pussy, exploring every inch of it as hard as he could, and I gripped the couch tightly as I found myself gasping for breath.

“She likes it, Ian,” called out the earlier voice

“Let’s see if she likes this,” replied Ian, and I felt his tongue leave my pussy. I wondered what Ian had in mind, but before I could think of anything else, I felt a rock hard cock being shoved into my pussy.

The guys roared and I could hear Ian starting to moan; “God, she’s tight,” I heard him say as he started to fuck me. The guys were cheering Ian on as he fucked me, as all I could do was hold on to the couch as I felt myself getting hot, my face feeling flushed, and a wave of excitement and pleasure coming over me. Ian was pounding away, ramming his cock into me as hard as he could with each thrust, guys clapping and cheering and egging Ian on.

After several minutes, Ian stopped his moaning just long enough to speak;

“You’re gonna love this babe,” he said, and Ian made a couple of quick thrusts before he jammed his cock as far into me as he could and his cum exploded into my pussy. I could feel it, like bursts of warm liquid, as it rushed into me over several spurts, and I sighed as Ian slowly finished unloading his cum into me.

Ian gasped and took a few deep breaths before pulling out of me, and as I lay across the arm of the couch, too breathless to move, he turned to the group and told them, “That was awesome. You guys have gotta try her.”

And on cue, guys started to line up to take their turn.

August 12, 2016, 08:03:05 AM
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Offline TheDirtyPrincess

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One of the guys went behind me and I could feel him play with my pussy a little before he pressed his cock against it and I loved the sensations as he slid himself into me. A second guy had got his cock out and he went to my head, and before I knew it, he shoved it into my mouth and I found myself eagerly sucking away on it.

“She really likes it, Sam,” said someone. I heard Sam laugh before telling his friend; “I told you she would; this chick is up for anything.”

The guy fucking me from behind was still fucking me when the guy I was sucking off came in my mouth; I gulped down every drop of cum as fast as I could, eager to swallow it. The guy pulled away and as the next went to take his place, someone took my dress and pulled it over my head, taking it off me, and there were more cheers as they saw that not only had I worn no panties, but I didn’t have a bra on, either.

I found myself sucking on a series of cocks, one after the other, with each of them eventually exploding cum into my mouth, which I wasted no time in swallowing down, every bit of it that I could. As that was going on, guys were taking their turn fucking me from behind. I neither saw who was fucking me nor had any idea who was fucking me;
I just felt a guy fucking me, hard and fast, and then he’d fire off what felt like a big load of cum, and he’d pull out, with another cock swiftly taking its place and fucking me.

This went on for over twenty minutes and I gave up trying to keep track of how many guys were fucking me or how many cocks I’d sucked dry; all I knew, all I could feel, was that I was having the time of my life, again, being what amounted to a fucktoy for a bunch of guys, most of whose names I didn’t even know, and would likely never know. And just as I was excited earlier about the idea of guys lining up to fuck me, the fact that it was happening again was almost as much of a turn-on as getting fucked.

Eventually, the guys seemed to have had enough, not just physically spent, but spent of cum, too. Amongst all of this craziness, I didn’t know if Sam had had his turn with me. I was thinking about getting up from the coach, but Ian stopped me, and looked at everyone in the room;

“Sam hasn’t had his turn yet, but I think he should have the best fun because he’s the guy behind our fun.”

Everyone applauded and cheered Sam, and I wasn’t sure what to expect.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Sam, a rock hard cock at the ready, go behind me, and I waited for him to fuck my pussy. I was shocked, albeit not for long, when I felt Sam’s cock pressed up against my asshole, and with everyone cheering him on, I felt Sam slowly push his cock into my ass; I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming, which Ian said was a sign I was liking it. He was right. I loved how it felt as Sam slid his cock into my ass, and when he started going back and forth, slowly at first, I could feel myself coming to orgasm, again and again as Sam pounded my ass.

Sam kept it up for several minutes, and before long, I gave up trying to fight it and started screaming in pleasure, which had the guys roaring even louder;

“Fill that ass up, Sam,” I heard a voice shout

“You’re making her cum, Sam; let her make you cum,” said another

Sam grunted, “I’m ready. You ready, babe,” he said, stroking my hair.

I moaned and nodded and Sam began pumping my ass again, quick, hard thrusts, and he jammed his cock into my ass, as far is it would go; I let out my biggest scream yet, and I felt a gushing torrent of cum unload into my ass. Oh god, it felt so fucking good. I could feel each spurt of cum, and I loved it. I loved how it felt to have a cock in my ass, and I loved how it felt for that cock to cum in my ass, and I savoured the feeling.

Sam eased himself out of me, and everyone applauded and cheered.

“Let’s hear it for the man of the hour, everyone,” said Ian

“But,” he then said, “let’s not forget the chick who made it all possible,” and the guys were now applauding me, not that I noticed much; I was lost in a haze of orgasmic delight. I wiped the remnants of cum off my lips and stood up, shakily; I almost fell but Ian darted in and held me up. I thanked him and said I needed a shower, as once I stood up, the cum was now starting to drip out of me and run down my leg. Ian led me up to the bathroom and let me clean myself up, and whilst I was showering, he brought me my dress, which was, for another few minutes, anyway, the cleanest thing about me.

I dressed and left the bathroom, not knowing what to expect from the guys as I went back downstairs, but I needn’t have worried, as they cheered me again, all of them offering their thanks as they left.

Sam came up to me

“Did you have a good time?”, he asked

I looked at him and smiled.

“The best.”

“I’m glad. Now, let’s get you home, and maybe,” he said, “when you’re ready, we’ll see about arranging ourselves another get together.”

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