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my first gangbang in summer night

... wished it had been me. However, I didn’t want the whole town knowing I let a group of men bang me. Being easy or a slut is something you can write off as being young. Getting gangbanged follows you around. You’ll go to the grocery store and someone will recognize you as that chick that let four men fuck you. Yet, I couldn’t stop thinking about the fantasy. It was the fantasy I thought about late at night when I found myself all alone in my room and no guy to call over. A fun fantasy, but nothing that I would ever turn into a reality. Or so I thought. “I thought you said it would just be a girls’ weekend,” I said when Ashley put down her phone. After messy breakup, I wasn’t in the mood to deal with any member of the male species. “I know, but I didn’t think Tyler would be in town.” She looked at me, then took a sip of her vodka and cranberry. We were house sitting her aunt’s beach condo and already put a major dent in her liquor. I wasn’t completely sure how she planned to hide that, but she didn’t seem to be too concerned. “What do you want me to do? Tell him he can’t come over? That’ll go well. I’m sorry.” “I’m sorry I’m in such a crabby mood.” “They’ll just be here for a little while, then they’re going out on the town.” “Who’s they?” While I debated serious thoughts about never dating again, Tyler did have some attractive friends - older, more mature, hot college guys. Maybe I could hold off on the dating vow of silence. “I’m not sure. He just said ‘we’ while we were on ...

... the phone. He didn’t mention who that included.” I hoped it included James. James while he wasn’t the college quarterback, he looked like he could’ve been with a well-built body and guy next door naturally good looks. “How soon are they going to be here?” “He didn’t say.” “Damn you,” I said with a smile as the funk surrounding me started to lighten up. I ran to my bedroom for the weekend and dug through my bag. We spent most of the day on the beach and after a cooling shower I put on a pair of old soccer shorts and a raggedy tank top. Not exactly the kind of clothes I considered part of my dress to impress collection. I didn’t pack much, I made the mistake of packing more bikinis than actual clothes. I found a nicer tank top, a pair of jean shorts and clean underwear. Just in case. I raced through my hair, make up and just as I pulled on the shorts the doorbell rang. As Ashley opened the door, I peeked out of my room. Tyler came in with a case of beer and a kiss for Ashley. James appeared next and I stepped into the hallway with a smile. He looked like exactly what I needed to get over my controlling, yet cheating ex-boyfriend. Then two more guys came in, both new to me. It made me start wondering exactly who my doctor prescribed for me. Tyler introduced them as Devon and Rick. Devon looked like the bad boy that my mom would hate, complete with the tattoos and jet black hair. Rick looked more like a guy I could see myself dating. I narrowed my choices down to James and Devon. ...