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my first gangbang in summer night

... drink and hoped none of them noticed my excitement. How would I do? Would I just tell them I was horny and wanted to get fucked? The excitement in my body grew and my heart started to pound. How would they react? What if I just invited them to follow me into the bedroom? Or I could just drop to my knees right there on the kitchen tile. I probably could’ve dropped to my knees, Ashley had completely abandoned me. Next time the two of us were alone, I planned to mention a few things to her. However I didn’t know how long they would be. They hadn’t seen each other for a few weeks and probably had to make up for lost time. Part of the reason that I didn’t want Tyler to come over was because of their relationship. They were a happy couple that couldn’t get enough of each other. Ashley and I were just eighteen but I could already see the two of them getting married. I didn’t have a problem finding guys to date, but after a month or two things always seemed to get boring or I found reasons to end the relationship. I wasn’t exactly ready to settle down, but I knew there had to be more than just one night stands and flings. However as all three of them stood around me, I didn’t want a relationship. I wanted to get fucked and not just by one of them. What would Ashley say if she came out and saw me bent over the couch and them lining up to fuck me? What would she say the next morning if she came out and discovered all of us missing and my bedroom door closed? I told her everything. ...

... She knew about my flings. She knew about my one night stands. However, she didn’t know about this fantasy. I could feel the bl**d flooding through my veins. The room felt one thousand degrees. My panties clung to my wetness. All three of them looked at me. It could either stay as a fantasy or it could become a reality. I took a long sip of my drink, still barely buzzed. I took a deep breath. I leaned back against the counter and pushed out my chest. “Guys I’m so fucking horny.” The conversation stopped mid-sentence. All three of them turned to look at me and their mouths dropped. “What do you want to do about it?” Devon quickly recovered from the surprise and returned to his cocky self. “I want to get fucked.” I couldn’t believe the words came out of my mouth. “I’d be glad to help you with that.” He stepped forward towards me. I put my hand out to stop him. “By all three of you.” I’ve said some slutty things, but nothing would ever topped that. The three of them looked at each other, then me. It didn’t feel real. I walked between Devon and James towards my bedroom. I remember my bare feet touching the tile, then the carpet as I moved into my room, but it felt like walking through clouds. They followed me into my room, James the last to enter. I looked at him and he shut the door. For some reason I remember the decorations on the walls, all beach and nautical like seashells and a compass that looked like it belong on an old boat. I don’t remember thinking anything for a few ...