KK has a long history of enjoying gang-bang sex. It started during our college years, before we were married.
In context, I’m certain my wife KK has had several multiple-male sexual encounters, both before we were married, and after we were married, some that I don’t know about. The conversations on that topic are awkward. I know about at least two experiences, in our college days, during the time that our engagement was broken off. One, possibly more of them were events that KK experienced at a particular fraternity house. She argues that it wasn’t a gang-bang, because the guys she fucked were not all in the same room, and it was “one at a time.” Not necessarily argumentative, when this comes up I tell her it’s called “pulling a train,” and that I consider an encounter a gang-bang if there are more than two men involved, which to me defines a threesome - she got fucked by five guys, one after another, in that encounter.
The other event I know of occurred in a time when KK was working as a lingerie model/beverage promotor - she got talked into becoming entertainment at a bachelor party. Similar to the frat house encounter, she says that she wasn’t really the center of a gang-bang. The deal was that she was supposed to model sexy lingerie, dance, and strip for the party, but got talked into giving the groom a blow-job, and one thing led to another - my now wife, then fiancé fucked ten strange guys, but only one at a time, alone in a bedroom for each fuck. This was also the first time she got paid for sex.
I’m suspicious that there were a number of group/gangbang encounters that KK engaged in during her cheating wife years. The third confirmed event took place during our transition to the hot wife lifestyle - unfortunately I was not a participant. I was ’sent away’ during that event, which was in part another of KK’s ‘revenge bang’ sessions. That happened at a DFW area hotel, and I only saw the aftermath - a wrecked hotel suite, a drunk, hungover wife, fucked senseless and exhausted.
Without the details, I’m fairly certain there were other multi-male encounters. My wife loves being the center of attention in a group encounter, and the psychology and her mindset about this has always fascinated me. These three encounters are the only events that go beyond suspicion, and the only ones she’s confessed about. I digress, but the main point for me is understanding her desires and needs for multiple-male encounters.
Since the hot wife boundary has been crossed, KK’s experienced several gang-bangs, from “dog-pile” style, to pulling a train - some theme-oriented, like a relatively recent “sensual gang-bang” we set up, to just gonzo-style fuck-bangs. There is almost no way to completely relate how these encounters go - seeing my cock-drunk, lust-crazed wife pleasing, and being pleased by multiple cocks is hard to describe.
A little less than two years after we started down the hot wife road, KK brought up the topic of a “real gang-bang” on her own. It was after a threesome encounter we experienced, one in which KK was insatiable, completely wearing out me, and the encounter partner, to the point where we were both drained of cum, physically exhausted from trying to satisfy her. KK told me, “I want to cum and cum and cum, over and over, until I’m lost in it. I want to be touched everywhere, all over, inside, outside, and I want to be the center of the universe for a room full of hard cocks, all mine, all at once.”
That post-encounter discussion led to a six-month stumble, trying to set up her “first real gang-bang.”
The first two tries were not successful. The biggest bust aspect was the effort, huge logistics, in return for very little realization and return on the expense of time. The first gang-bang we tried to set up resulted in only a single guy out of the five we recruited showing up. This was after a little more than a month of juggling schedules, screening attempts, and false starts. We did get a nice threesome out of the effort, but it wasn’t what KK wanted, and she was disappointed - the no-show/flake-out thing is always a huge let down, particularly for my wife, because it is injurious (or used to be) to her self-esteem.
The second attempt, after almost two months of work and effort was an even bigger disaster. We recruited six guys, hoping for at least three if not the full complement. Only two showed. One had been drinking (we figured out after the fact), the other just couldn’t get hard, or stay hard in the presence of other guys. KK tried valiantly to get them going, but the guy that had been drinking couldn’t get a firm enough erection to satisfy her. The other guy couldn’t get hard at all with anyone else in the room. We tried twice, with me and Mr. Tipsy leaving the bedroom, to give Mr. Limp-dick a chance to get going alone with KK before we joined in. Both times, as soon as we came back into the bedroom, Mr. Limp-dick was unable to perform. We ended up calling it a night, giving both of them the boot. KK was wound up, horny, but totally disappointed - we ended up the night having unsatisfying but protracted sex together as KK tried to burn off her energy with just my cock, mouth, and fingers against the expectations for so much more.
The third attempt was a success, after we significantly changed up our strategy.
One decision we made was to broaden our recruiting pool, from just Craig’s List, to AFF, Alt, and “in person” searches for candidates. The in-person turned out to be one key to succeeding, and decreasing the logistics issues, because we could sort of overlap screening and the “can’t get hard, can’t stay hard” test - if the guy couldn’t get it up with me present during the screening “date,” he got bounced immediately. The other change was us being less flexible on the date/time for the event, to prevent the candidates from waffling around - they were either in, or not, on our timing and convenience. The third thing we decided to do was “over-recruit,” in that if she needed at least five guys to show up on the night of the event, we figured we’d need to recruit at least twice that number, expecting half to be no-show/flake-out at the last minute. The tough aspect was mostly mental, in deciding that if all ten showed up, it would still be OK.
It took about two months, from the time we started the recruiting effort, until the event, but we finally found eight guys that ran the screening gauntlet.
For that first bang event, we decided to use the downtown Marriott, and I booked a suite on the club floor, which had restricted elevator access. The idea was to start on time, and anyone who was late to the party just missed out - no unexpected knocks on the door, etc. The plan was to have me meet our guests, and escort them to the suite in two to three small groups.
The night of the event, six out of eight showed up. All of them had been with my wife before, during screening, ranging from blow-job and pussy-licking to full fuck session, depending on her enthusiasm and other factors on the screening “date.” The positive aspect of that was they were all horny, given the prior experience, and lusting after the opportunity.
The scenario for KK was one she concocted, that we role-played together a few times during the build up to the actual event.
She was going to be completely naked, ready for sex, wearing a black silk blindfold, and a pair of fetish pumps - Mary Janes with platform soles, and ankle straps, displayed nude on the hotel bed, spread legged, stayed out for show, while I escorted our guests to the room. They would strip, touch her legs, arms, belly, and breasts, and stroke, until the whole group was assembled, and then the actual fucking could begin.
That’s pretty much how it went down. After she was ready, prepped, including a shaving session, enema, bath, and putting on her make-up and doing her hair, I helped her into the kinky Mary Janes, buckled each ankle strap, blindfolded my wife, and helped her get in position on the bed, which I had stripped down to just the fitted sheet.
I left her there, splayed out, completely nude and filled with anticipation, and went to the lobby to collect our guests. While I could have made the trip up the elevator with all six at once, I decided for a couple of reasons to go in three trips, a few minutes apart - one, the anticipation as KK’s devoted audience slowly accumulated, and the thoughts fro both of us, her blindfolded, being touched, and the object of strange men stroking their hard cocks, and that similar mental image for me, and to not attract attention by bringing a crowd of guys up the elevator to our suite all at once.
I spread that “assembly of the group” out over about fifteen minutes. It was worth every minute - by the time I returned with the last two guys, my hot wife was writhing on the bed, surrounded by hard cocks, being touched, and teased - I can still remember her legs, spread wide apart, her bare, gaping pussy dripping with anticipation, so much so it had already made a little wet spot on the sheet.
After the last three of us got naked, we all focused our attention on KK, It was a blur, a wet mess of hard cock, hands, tongues, moaning and groaning, a complete tangle of bodies as KK got to experience the sensual overload of seven cocks, seven pairs of hands, all strange save for one, and total stimulation of every erogenous zone at one time.
The blindfold stayed in place for about the first forty minutes, and finally came off because at least three of us shot a load on her face, soaking the silk which was irritating her eyes.
Once the blindfold came off, the situation became more wildly erotic - KK was totally overcome by cock-lust, sucking, teasing, fondling and fucking us like a crazy woman. About 90-minutes into the bang, my wife was a cum-coated, soaking wet mess, her belly, ass, and pussy full of cum-loads, her body a sweaty, sticky mess.
Among the many excruciatingly hot memories of that first event was a scene of my beautiful wife, on her back. One of the guys was at the head of the bed, straddling her face, she was sucking his hanging balls, and stroking his big cock, while he had the heels of her Mary Janes in his hands, like handles - pulling her legs up, spread apart, while a second guy alternated sticking his fat cock-head into her juicy gaping ass and pussy, and diddled her clit. While my wife was experiencing what appeared to be a nearly continuous orgasm, the remaining five of us were stroking our cocks, and watching her being fucked senseless.
Another of my favorite memories is seeing my wife sandwiched between two of the guys, getting double-fucked in her pussy and ass, with a third hard cock in her mouth, sucking it until the guy unload in her throat, and then she gulped down every drop of cum, at which point another cock took its place in her greedy mouth.
Before the encounter concluded, my wife managed to take seven cocks in her pussy, ass, and mouth, and I couldn’t count the number of cum spurts from those of us stroking to the scene when all her holes were in use. By the time it was all over, she was physically exhausted, shaking, trembling, and the suite smelled like a porn theater, spunk, pussy, sweat and the musk of sex.
After our guests left for the evening, I asked KK if I could bathe her - she refused, telling me that she wanted to enjoy being a cum-soaked little slut, and that she “would sleep in it!”
So that’s the long and short of it.
