I woke up and nudged my boyfriend awake. He rubbed his eyes and looked at me. Confused. It was like 7:30am. We had been out all night.
“What?” he asked groggily. “Are you okay?”
“I had a dream,” I said sleepily.
“Okay …”
He sat up and looked at me. I guess he knew it was important enough to be woken up.
“We were at this old house. Like a farm house. And there were all of these people there. Maybe it was New Years or something. We were drinking champagne and someone was talking about Cheetos.”
“Love it already,” he said. Timothy loved Cheetos.
“I knew you would,” I said with a wink. “And then someone asked if we knew when the fun was going to begin. I told them we’d never been to this house before and didn’t know anyone, so we didn’t know.”
“What fun?” Timothy asked.
“Well, so then the host comes over and says, ‘The clock strikes 12 in 20 minutes. You all know what to do.’ And everyone starts to get naked and they start making out. Women are dropping to their knees to suck on the nearest cock. Men are spreading legs and licking clits. It’s insane. We’re standing there, the only people wearing clothes. The host comes over and says, ‘You, come with me. And you, go over there. She splits us up. She starts to take off my clothes. Unzips my zipper. Kicks off my shoes. I look over and you’re getting undressed by some woman. The host unhooks my bra and says, ‘Pierced nipples. Cool. Do you want a pussy or a cock?'”
“Jesus,” Timothy said. I could see his cock getting hard under the blanket.
“I said, ‘Cock, I guess. But Timothy and I are together.’ And the host said, ‘We share in this house. See?’ And I looked over and some woman was sucking your cock. I got so wet. I think …”
I put my hand under the blanket, down my stomach, through my bush, and slid two fingers inside of myself.
“Yup,” I said. “Soaked.”
Timothy repositioned himself and kissed my neck. My nipples were rock hard.
“Inspired?” He asked.
“Horny,” I said.
Timothy yanked the blanket off of us. I was rubbing my clit. He got on his knees and hoisted my legs over his shoulders and pushed his long, thick cock inside of me. He pumped slowly while I rubbed my clit.
“What happened next?” He asked.
“I woke up,” I said, frowning. “But I liked it. I liked watching you get sucked off by another woman. Is that … weird?”
“I don’t think it’s weird. Is it … something you want to try?” He asked as he pumped his cock in and out of my slippery wet cunt.
“Maybe,” I said. “Maybe I want to suck another cock?”
“I think I’d like that,” Timothy said.
“Really?” I asked. “You’d like to watch me with a guy?”
He nodded. “I’d like to watch you with a few guys,” he said. “I think it would be hot to share you with some people.”
“I want it,” I said as I moaned and arched back, making myself cum. My pussy squeezed tighter around his cock.
“I’m cumming,” he whispered as he leaned down and kissed my neck as he ejaculated deep inside of me. He pulled his still throbbing cock out of me and slid between my legs to go down on me, licking me, kissing me.
I moaned and gripped the sheets as he licked and licked, making me cum a second time.
“Do you k-know anyone?” I asked.
“I think I know a few guys.” He said.
“Text them. Let’s set it up.”
Timothy rolled off of me and grabbed his phone. He opened up IG and typed in a name.
“What about this guy?”
“Yup,” I said.
“And this guy?”
“He’s cute.”
“What about him?”
“Oh yeah, I like him … is … that doesn’t upset you, does it?”
“Not at all. If you didn’t find anyone else attractive, I think that’d be weird.”
“Text them,” I begged. “Please. I want their loads all over my face.”
Timothy and I crafted a brief message starting with a warning:
“Yo! I have a weird question for you, but Sam and I were talking and she’s interested in a larger group … thing, if you get what I’m saying. She wants to be the center of attention, surrounded by guys. I showed her your pic and she was all about it. I know this might seem weird, so if this isn’t your speed, we totally get it. But I’m texting like a few other guys to see if we can set something up. You interested? No big deal if you aren’t.”
One by one, the responses started rolling in.
“Seriously?”
“Dude what? You want other dudes to fuck your girl?”
“I’m in lol! 🙌 ”
“Wait dude wait. Your girlfriend? The one you LOVE? You want OTHER GUYS to fuck her?”
Okay, so things weren’t off to a great start. I guess my ego was pretty huge to assume every single guy would just line up to fuck me. And honestly: it was kind of sad but also kind of sweet that his friends mostly respected our relationship.
Timothy crafted a very thoughtful response about how he loved me and respected my sexuality and my desires. And that the request to have a 3-5 guy little mini orgy didn’t mean he didn’t love me any less. In fact, he loved me even more because he trusted me and respected me and wanted me to experience this fantasy.
And the responses started rolling in … again …
“Hm, okay. Let me think about it.”
“Okay, I hear you. Not sure. I’ll think about it.”
“I donno if this is for me. I feel weird saying your girl is cute or that I want to fuck her … but … who am I to deny her of this fantasy? Okay. If you’re sure it wouldn’t make you uncomfortable. I suppose I’m down.”
A few days passed. Timothy and I watched dozens of 5 on 1 videos. We actually like, studied how they moved and what they did. We watched it all. Anal. Oral. Double penetration. Facials. Cum swallowing. Creampies. We also set a tentative date two weeks from now.
Not only did Timothy’s four friends all come around and agree to it, but one of them had three OTHER friends who wanted in. My eyes darted around nervously like … have I bitten off more than I could chew? EIGHT GUYS?
LIKE.
LOL.
STOP.
EIGHT. GUYS?!
“Nine,” Timothy said when I had a mini panic.
“There’s another?!” I asked.
“Yeah, bro. ME.”
“OH MY GOD!” I said collapsing onto the floor with laughter. “Nine cocks. No. That’s too many.”
“So you were good with eight but one more and it’s too many?” Timothy said with a chuckle.
” … I hear what you’re saying but … I wanted like 3 guys. Maybe 5. I can’t. Who are they? I can’t even imagine my cunt getting fucked by 9 guys. And you? You’re okay with it?”
Timothy didn’t even fuckin’ hesitate LOL. He was like, “Yeah. For sure.”
“I’ll think about it, ” I said.
That night while Timothy was working late, I grabbed my laptop and searched for 10 on 1 videos. They were INTENSE. Like. Holy shit. One video went on for hours and hours as every guy lined up to take more than a short little turn. They all pounded her cunt and asshole and throat. Over and over and over. And then, when she was literally lying on the floor in a heap, exhausted, covered in sweat and spit and wrecked, they stood over her and jacked off, covering her in load after load.
But as I watched the video in mostly horror, something happened. I was … getting turned on? Look at all of those horny guys lining up to fuck HER. One after another. Patiently waiting their turn to shove their thick cocks into her tight holes.
I was aching for it. I needed it. I needed as many guys as we could get. I watched one gangbang after another, masturbating, shoving every toy I could find into my cunt and ass. I was throating myself with a dildo as the videos played.
I wanted to experience it all. I wanted some of them to cum in my asshole. And I wanted some to cum in my cunt. And I wanted some to cum in my mouth so I could swallow their sperm. And I wanted facials! Maybe some of them could rally and cum a second time so I could be covered?!
When the front door slammed shut, I leapt up and ran to Timothy.
“I’m in,” I said. “And I want it all. I want to be passed around like a cheap whore. I want facials. I want creampies. I want ANAL creampies. I want to be stretched and wrecked and fuck it, I want to get pissed on! I want EVERYTHING. I want to chug a ton of milk and gag all over their cocks!”
“What the FUCK?” Timothy shouted.
I realized then that I was standing in the foyer, naked from the waist down. My slinky tank top was drenched in saliva from presumably throating myself with a dildo, I guess. I don’t even know what I did to myself.
“Are you okay?” Timothy asked.
“I might have gone down the rabbit hole. I might have … been corrupted. Baby. I need it. Text them all. Set it up. Reschedule it. Make it sooner. And if some can’t come, we’ll just do another one when we originally planned it. I want this. I want it now. I want it all the time.”
I looked down — Timothy’s cock was pressing through his pants.
“Take it out. I need to suck it.”
Timothy unzipped and yanked his cock out. I dropped to my knees and took him down my throat. In the foyer mirror, Timothy caught a glimpse of the butt plug still in my asshole.
“I don’t know what you’ve done to Sam,” he said laughing as I gagged and spit on his cock. “But I love it.”
I slurped and gagged on his cock. A large puddle of saliva already formed on the floor. I pulled the butt plug out of my asshole and put it in my mouth, sucking on it while he stroked his cock over my face.
“Blast me,” I begged.
Timothy stepped back and stroked as I gagged myself on the butt plug.
“Shoot your cum on my face!” I begged. “Please, baby! Please! Drench me!”
He leaned back and emptied himself, spraying me with thick cum. One rope shot into my hair and behind me, splattering on the floor. A second rope danced across my face. A third. A fourth. He kept pumping cum on my whore face.
I rubbed my clit while he emptied himself and brought myself to climax while he watched.
“I’ll text everyone,” Timothy said as I spun around and licked his cum from the floor. “Maybe we can schedule one sooner.”
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/10i3exj/10_on_1_orgy_pt_1_mf_masturbation_oral_facial
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