Spermy Gang Bang




My name is Vanessa. I am 18 years old. I was born in Germany but have been living in Maine for three years. I apologize if my English is not as colorful as that of a native writer, but I will do my best to let you participate in an event that happened to me soon after my 18th birthday and that I will most certainly never forget. I have always been called a pretty girl. I am reasonably tall (176 cm), have a slender but not skinny body, firm cup B breasts with pink nipples that very easily get hard and then cannot be hidden by anything but very thick pullovers. My hair is deep brown and I wear it quite long. I had been sexually active since I was 15, dating guys quite regularly, but nothing of this had ever satisfied my appetite for **** and ***** for more than a couple of hours.

I was looking for something far more exciting. The idea of taking part in a ******** has crossed my mind a year ago and I fantasized about it everytime I *********** (which means at least once or twice a day). I had, however, no idea how to make this fantasy come true. Finally I told Mike, a distant friend about my fantasy and he eagerly volunteered to organize something. He asked me, how many guys I wanted to take part in this ****, but when I said 50 or so he was stunned. “You sure”, he asked. “Absolutely”, I said. He smiled a bit uneasily, but he promised that he would do what he could to arrange something like what I had in mind. After that conversation, I did not hear from him for quite a while.

I started to doubt, if he would really get something organized, but after three weeks he finally called me. “Do you still want that ********?”, he asked.
When I assured him that I was still ready to be ****** by fifty men one after the other he told me his plan. “I got the key to a stripclub in B. that has closed down recently. It should make a perfect setting. I have started to talk to guys and about everyone I asked was eager to take part.
Is next Saturday ok?” I agreed, while my heart was racing. My fantasies had lately become an obsession, forcing me to interrupt work several times a day in order to find a quiet place (usually the bathroom) for ************. Mike warned me once again.”It will be very hard to chicken out, once we started. Everybody will be incredibly horny and nobody will go before he ****** you. And nobody will permit you to refuse him.” But the idea that among those ******* me there would be all kinds of men and dicks just aroused me more.

So we agreed that Mike would get me Saturday afternoon and drive me to the place. Saturday arrived. I slept until 11 o’clock and then prepared carefully. I took a long bath and then dressed into black underwear and a short black dress. My nipples were fully erect and pinched themselved through the bra. At four o’clock Mike arrived, dressed very casually. He greeted me a bit coolly and we drove off. It was a one hour drive, during which we talked very little, until we arrived in a seedy part of B.. Mike pulled the car into a parking lot and we walked to the club. The neon signs that said “Erotica Peep-Show and Table Dancing” were still in place but every other decoration had been removed. The small stairs that led up to the door was full of litter.

We did not enter through the main door but used a back entrance. Mike directed me to a small room and told me to wait there until everybody had arrived. I sat on a stool in the little dressing (or rather undressing) room and watched myself in the mirror. The light was dim, my face glowing with desire. I was waiting, heat was already pulsating through my body and my ***** was warm and moist. I forced myself not to caress myself. Sometimes I heard voices from outside, some laughter, but the atmosphere seemed rather tense. Mike came back. “Everybody is here, Vanessa, 47 in all. I want you to go out and shake hands with everybody, they will just tell you their names. They are still dressed. After you have introduced youself to everybody, you will go to the small rotating stage. There will be music and you will dance and perform a slow striptease. Do it slowly but be as provocative and luscious as you can.

You will be in a pool of light, so you will see nothing, and everybody will undress. And then you will see what happens, I will probably blindfold you at first, but I insist that you show no resistance to anything. As soon as you resist there will be a punishment. From here on there is no way back.” He left, I heard that he started the music, not very loud. I stepped out and the men all stopped talking. The stood in a loose circle around the small stage that was covered with a huge red towel and rotating already. I started my introductions. Some were openly horny, touched my breasts or fondled my ***, and licked their lips, but most were still rather shy and just muttered their names.

Most of the men were between 18 and 35, but there were some fiftyish men as well. Actually, I was quite pleased, because most of them were reasonably handsome, none of them really ugly. I wouldn’t have cared, though. I finished the handshakes and stepped on the stage. Mike changed the music, put on Prince’s Little Red Corvette. Mike handed me a glass of champagne and I drank, while I started to dance. The light was blinding me, I could hardly see anything, I danced as if I were alone. I started by removing my slip and then lay down. I spread my legs, my dress moved up and exposed my *****. My **** lips parted and I gently rubbed them with my finger. And then I thought I had to do something more aggressive. I put both hands to the seams of my dress and slowly ripped it apart. I could hear some heavy breathing, some muttered comments. With a last effort I ripped open the collar of my dress and then shook off the remains.

I then spent two minutes of more or less classical sexy poses, showing off my ***** and finally removing my bra. I heard the men moving and sometimes I could see shemes of men undressing. Finally, I just lay down on the stage, tried to relax and started to caress myself. I softly squeezed my breasts and softly rubbed my labia that had become hot and wet. I didn’t put my finger into my *****, though, I was waiting what was going to happen. I didnt have to wait long. The music suddenly stopped. There was complete silence in the room. I sat up, still blinded by the lights. Someone approached me from behind and blindfolded me. Then I was slowly guided away from the stage.

Many hands started touching me and helped me lie down on a table. There was something like a towel on it, but the wood still felt cool. I shivered. The table was very narrow, so narrow, I could not even rest my arms on it. When my arms fell down, they touched naked skin. There was naked skin everywhere. The touching started again. Hands were all over my body. Hands grabbing my ****, rubbing my belly, hands on my labia, my thighs, hands grabbing my ***. Then someone took off the blindfolding. The room was not too dim, I was surrounded by what now seemed to me an incedible number of men. Almost all of them had their dicks in their hands, most of them were fully erect. I looked out for Mike, I did not see him. After a little period where everybody hesitated and waited for someone to really get started, a young looking handsome guy, who had introduced himself as Ron grabbed my ankles, spread my legs and kneeled down in front of my *****. He started licking it, very slowly and with a lot of tenderness. I really liked it, lay back, closed my eyes and relaxed.

For two minutes nowbody else touched me, everybody watched while this guy licked my ***** with increasing vigor. My ***** felt very warm and wet, both from his licking and from the flow of my **** juices. Finally I broke the silence. “How does your **** feel, Ron?, Does it feel like *******? Put your **** into my *****, Ron, I said. “You bet I will”, he answered and stood up. His **** was thick and throbbing hard. He stroked it a couple of times, let me and the others take notice of its size and fleshyness and virility. He rubbed his glans against my labia, so that it became wet and glistened and then he put it in with a thrust. It was the thickest **** I had ever felt in my ***** and I always shrieked with the sudden feeling of having my vagina distended more than ever before.

He motioned two other guys to hold my legs spread wide so that he didn’t have to hold them while he was ******* me. He grabbed my *** cheeks and pulled them over the edge of the table. Then he both pushed his **** forward and pulled my *** towards him so that his **** rammed into my ***** with unbelievable force. I moaned softly with unknown pleasure. The guys who held my legs caressed the inner sides of my thighs and sometimes moved up almost to my *******. Now the spell was broken and as many guys as space permitted joined in. There was a guy licking my right nipple, one licking my left nipple, men caressing my belly. One man had climbed on the table und offered me his **** to suck. I greedily enclosed it with my lips, it was long and not very thick and went down my throat nicely. Suddenly something happened that was unexpected to me and changed my sex life forever. One guy who had been quietly massaging his **** started moaning Please make room, let me shoot my come on this ****.

The men who stood around me parted and let the man, who was squeezing his **** to avoid it from shooting too early, come to the table. He went up to my chest and ********** at least 8 large shots of come on my breasts. Watching this stranger ******* with his head all red and the feeling of the warm liquid splashing on my **** was all new to me and it gave me an instantaneous ****** like I had never had one. My body spasmed so heavily that Ron’s **** slid out of my *****. My screams made everybody in the room even hornier. The atmosphere was very aroused. I said: “Please make sure that nobody shoots his ***** somewhere else than on or into me.” Two guys came up to me, faces red, ready to shoot. One aimed at my face and shot a huge load of come right into it. The warm fluid ran over my cheeks and trickled down to my chin and from there slowly dripped down to my neck. The other one came on my belly, so that a little pool formed in my belly button. Finally, Ron was ready to come as well, started moaning and pumped a hot load of ***** into my *****.

The feeling was great, this huge **** deep inside my womb and the ***** filling out and distending every empty part of my vagina. I orgasmed again, not quite as wildly as the first time but it felt really burning hot inside me. This was such a great experience, I was so completely full of lust as I had never been.

When Ron withdrew, there was almost a shuffle, so many wanted to **** me. The next guy had a **** that was significantly smaller than Ron’s. He was young and quite nervous and he was so excited that he came after less than 10 strokes. He quickly and slightly ashamedly withdrew and made room for someone else who stuck in a thick and long piece of meat. ***** oozed out of my ***** when he penetrated me and I felt it running down my crack, covering my ******* and then distributing over the cheeks of my ***, while the guy ****** me. He was ruder than the two others, he grabbed my *** so hard that it almost hurt and thrust his **** in and out without any attention to my rhythm. So I didn’t move anymore, just lay there passively and concentrated on feeling his thrusts.

Which felt good as well, I closed my eyes and grabbed two ***** with my hands. I pulled them until their ***** were over my chest and them wanked them hard. They came almost simultaneously, their come shot over my hands and arms and breasts and mixed with the ***** that was still there and had started to dry. The smell was strong and fruity. When I licked my lips, I tasted come, when I breathed, I felt the stickyness of the ***** drying on my breasts. My current ****** pulled his **** out and ********** on my pubic bush and over my labia. Now there were no more breaks. As soon as one guy had pulled out, the next man was there and put his **** in. For over one hour, at least twenty of the men ****** me, while I remained in the same position. I had stopped sucking and wanking. I just lay there, eyes mostly closed and enjoyed the *******. I tried to appreciate the differences of all those ***** as well as how the men used them.

Everybody was different. Every second or third guy made me come. Mostly, I came simultaneously with the guys, I watched their happy faces when they came. Most pulled out and watched their dicks shoot their **** on my ***** or onto my belly. Others shot it deep inside me. Only a couple came up to my face or to my **** and deposited it there.

When first everybody had seemed slightly inhibited, now everybody seemed to act out according to their fantasies.
I don’t know if everybody like the way we did it, with no cleaning in between, having to see all that come on me and having to **** into my ***** that was oozing out the ***** of a dozen men already, but for me this messyness was probably the most exciting part of it. Then someone said: “Do you mind if I assfuck you?” I answered: “Not at all” and rolled over, so that my feet were on the floor, legs spread wide and my *** all open to him. My whole crack was all wet **** juice and ***** and he didn’t need a lubricant. He fingered my tight little hole until it opened up and then he slowly put his **** in. He had a very long and thin **** and one could easily understand why he was into assfucking. I had assfucked only twice before, but here, being as aroused and hot and wet as I was it felt all too natural. Someone else offered me his **** for sucking and I did it eagerly.

This one was the first to come in my mouth, he came so suddenly that I was unprepared and almost bit off his **** in reflex. I didn’t swallow it but let the come run out of my mouth and distributed it all over my face and neck. After my assfucker had *** on my back I rolled over again and we continued as before. It took another hour until everyone was through with ******* me. The group had dissolved a bit, some of the guys had gone to a back room and chatted and drank beer, others sat on the stage and watched from the distance. Someone had offered me something to drink and I had had two glasses of champagne that made me a little drowsy, and hotter. I was actually sweating and tiny drops of sweat covered my skin.

What happened around me became a bit more intimate, sometimes a guy would kiss my ***-covered face or mouth, I got caressed more, guys took lots of time to expertly lick and suck my nipples and it was so cosy and warm and I felt so exhausted from a dozen ******* that I was close to falling asleep (while my ***** would still not be vacated for more than 15 seconds. When I realized that everybody had ****** me once I stood up and called them all together and said: “Hi guys, my ***** now needs a break. Do me a favor: I will lay down on the stage and ********** and I want you to all stand around me and watch me and **** you dicks and I want all 50 of you to shoot a load of come over my body and face. I want to be all covered with fresh *** and then we will think about a new round of *******. Someone put on a hot dancefloor disk and I lay down on the stage. I was just large enough that they all could stand around me and I started to **********. I pushed my fingers into my **** that was completely filled with come.

Then I introduced a vibrator that I had brought with me and contracted my **** muscles around it so that the remaining *** was forced out and ran down my *** crack. With my left hand I caressed my **** while the other held the vibrator and shoved it deep into my dilated *****. The men seemed to like the performance, at least judging from the little time it took until about everyone had a throbbing penis in his hand. I started moaning and pulled my feet up to my *** so that my ***** spread even wider. I sighed louder and louder, which they took as a signal to start cummming. The 10 guys that stood directly around me really came simultaneously, almost within 15 seconds from each other. Since they were standing upright, the ***** splashed and fell hard and hot on me.

As I had told them they put it everywhere. I didnt bother to close my eyes although it burned like fire when one big drop fell directly into my left eye. I wouldn’t have thought that they still had so much **** to shoot, all having ********** at least once or twice in the last 2 hours. The first row withdrew from me and gave way to the second bunch. They were not yet ready, so I continued my performance, using both hands to push in and out the vibrator while my breasts stood out upright between my arms. I said: “Someone take the toy and **** me with it while I **** some ****”. One guy grabbed it eagerly and pushed it in and out so hard that it nearly hurt. But when he suddenly slowed his rhythm and put pressure to the tip to that it pressed against the most internal part of my vagina I suddenly exploded with an just incredible ******. Oh Oh Ohh OHHH yes Ohh OHHHHHOHHH oh yeah yeeahhh …. yeah yeah yeah yeaaaaah.

I had closed my eyes and forgotten everything around me, but when I came to I realized that the next round of guys had shot their loads over me and that my breasts, belly, arms, hands and face were thickly covered with a new layer of come that mixed with the cold and drying layers. I now felt the drying come with every breath I took, my skin felt like covered by a thin film of glue that cracked whenever I moved. Somebody ready to **** my *** so that the others have something to see while wanking? I asked provocatively? A short guy with a nice smooth long and thin **** came up, kissed my *****-covered mouth and said: “Look at this, doesn’t this look like made for ******* your little ***?” “Come on in”, I invited him. I rolled over and presented him my ***, spreading my *** cheeks with my hands.

He shoved his **** in with experienced steady pressure, so that it did not hurt at all. His **** felt fantastic in my rectum and I relaxed immediately. Another guy took the abandoned vibrator and shoved it into my ***** but I called out (between sucking three different *****). “Why dont you use your **** instead of the toy?” I didn’t have to ask him twice, he crawled between my legs and without disturbing my assfuckers rhythm even for a second, he penetrated my ***** with the thickest member I had felt today.

This was the perfect sandwich, the long smooth penis that was well over 22 centimeters long and that, when I watched what was happening, peeping through my two dangling breasts, slid in and out of my ******* without any resistance and this thick member that a stallion could be proud of that dilated my vagina like a fist. They ****** me for quite a long time, surely 10 minutes while the other guys watched this perfect scene without impatience. From time to time someone started moaning and either shot his load on my back or *** or came up to my face and shot it into my face. Others asked me to drink it all and I did whatever they wanted. It was nice to see all these guys’ wet dreams come true. Some may never have been able to see their ***** on a woman’s body and watched every ***** ******* in envy. Some only liked to watch it drip from my chin or nipples, others insisted that I drank it. Yet others wanted their wad to stick in my hair. Few liked to touch me, to spead their come on my skin, that was funny.

After the two guys had both refilled my **** and *** with fresh *** and sent me through another explosive ****** I suddenly felt very tired and relaxed. I said: “I am very tired and I will try to doze off for a while. But you don’t have to bother. Treat me like one of these dolls, do with me whatever you want, roll me and fold me as it pleases you and **** me and **** on me and caress me like you want. But for a while I will not show any reactions. I relaxed every muscle and closed my eyes. Someone stopped the music, the room became very quiet. Hands grabbed my arms and legs, lifted me and carried me back to the table. I felt myself spreadeagled, legs and arms pulled away from me so hard it almost hurt. A huge **** penetrated my ****, the ***** that had been trapped inside it drooled down my *** and the guy ****** me with hard thrusts.

Somebody else opened my mouth and forced his **** into it, put one hand under my chin and one under my head, closed my mouth around his member and ****** my mouth. I was so relaxed that he had no problems shoving his 20 cm erection deep into my throat and when he came his load went directly into my esophagus. I didn’t have to swallow a single time. After this guy was ready the next man sat down on my belly and squeezed my **** around his *****. Other guys took turns ******* my **** or my ******* which by now was so dilated that it remained wide open all the time, with ***** dripping out with every slight contraction of my rectum. Then two guys lifted me up again and held me almost upright against the wall while someone else grabbed my *** and started ******* me violently, pulling me towards him with every stroke.

While he ****** me, the two men who carried me rubbed their penises against my *** and soon I felt both left and right asscheek covered with their *****, well before the guy who ****** me came also. It was a funny feeling, I couldn’t sleep, but I was still in a trance-like state. I was not really aroused, I felt like I was standing next to the scene and watched what was going on and this seemed even more exciting that actually getting ******. Time passed and when I didn’t show any reaction to anything the guys did with me, they became even more daring. Lets see how many dicks we can stick into her holes, someone said. Thats an idea, others replied and I felt myself being lowered onto two dicks that simultaneously entered my ****. This hurt and I moaned softly but nobody cared, the two guys ****** me in a simultaneous rhythm while someone else stuck his **** in my *** and two others ****** my mouth.

It felt a bit artistic and I am not sure how much fun they had with this number, they all came, nevertheless, and it didn’t take them long. I had no idea how much time had passed since this ******** had started. I estimated that at least 8 hours had passed and that my **** had been penetrated more that 100 times, my ******* at least 50 times. Everyone had ********** at least three times, most would rather have come 5 times or more. So, even considering that the last shots were no more very voluminous, anything between 200 and 400 milliliters of ***** had been shot inside my holes or put on me. The ***** stains fluoresced in the UV light that emanated from the disco black light spots and the ***** stains were everywhere, on the floor, on the stage, the tables. My body was evenly covered with ***** from my hair to my ankles, my face encrusted with the dried sutff. When I finally came back from my trance, I realized that my bladder was full and I got up stood on the stage over the towel and peed.

The men watched me peeing, some still rubbing erections, most of them with members that looked exhausted. “I want to **** on you, ****”, one of the guys (one of those with an erection) said. “You will need a shower anyway, I will give you a really hot one”. “OK”, I answered, “don’t **** in my face”, and I kneeled down in front of him so that he could **** on my breasts. His urine came down in a hard strong stream and it felt burning hot. “That’s some kind of a shower”, I said, while a couple of the others positioned themselves around me and likewise emptied their bladders on me. The scene made some of the men so horny again that they could not pee but rather had to jerk off again and ***** and urine mixed on my body. After they had voided on me, the first guys went back to the part of the room where they had left their clothes and dressed. Some kissed me goodbye, but none of them said anything or thanked me.

One after the other, the men left and it was funny to see that once the first men had left the spell was broken and noone approached me any more. I realized that the **** was over and so I stood up and said “Thank you guys this was a wonderful experience, I hope it was as unforgettable for anyone of you as it was for me. Bye Bye, and au revoir” And then I withdrew to the dressing room, showered to remove the first layers of ***** and the urine that had started to burn on my skin and then fell into a long quiet sleep. When I woke up, I was back home in my bed. Mike was not there, but a vase full of dark red roses was on the bedside table and a card that said: “Thanks for the night. Ready to share you with as many men you want any time you are ready for it. Respect, love and regards, Mike.”




THE END
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