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Cindy The Gangbang Coach

... They like to see you glazed, the more the better." After waiting for her to regroup, I added, "Vicky, I totally enjoyed that party and many others. For me, it has become a very fulfilling way of life." She listened, thoughtful. I tried to be very clear. "The guys aren't doing anything I don't want. I beg for it, then beg for more. I coax them. I thank them for the cum. If they have a request, I'll try almost anything. I think that's why they like me, but I do it for my own enjoyment. I don't just endure or tolerate the experience, I love it." "So, feedback? Can you do it?" She answered quickly, "I see there's a lot I don't know. But, I'm committed to do it." Vicky refilled the wine. She gulped hers down. "Okay, what's next?" she asked. I ambushed her, "Take off your clothes." She looked alarmed. "What? You're serious? Why?" "We can't just talk for five weeks. Lose the clothes." She stood up, but froze. "Look, Vicky, if you can't strip in front of me, how will you ever do it in a room full of naked men with erections?" She blushed scarlet. After a few more moments of stalling, she finally revealed herself, tanned and toned, wearing only bra and panties. "Awesome," I said. "Now, let your boobs out to play." Looking away from me, Vicky unhooked her bra. At first she held it in front, trying to stay covered, but relented and let it fall. I was pleased to see her full breasts, with high perky nipples surrounded by pink areolas, all framed by bikini triangles, white within the ...

... surrounding tan. I stood for an embrace, caressing her bare back, squeezing her ass, trying to ease her obvious discomfort. There was little response, but I stripped off my clothes and pressed against her. She seemed afraid to move, maybe confused. Rubbing against her, increasingly erotic, I finally got her attention. She looked in my eyes. I cupped her breasts and softly kissed her lips. Right then, Vicky gave in to her arousal. She began breathing hard and feeling me up, touching my nipples while her tongue actively explored my mouth. I happily accepted everything from her, kissing deeply in return. I knelt to remove her panties, then nuzzled her pussy through the dark bush. My tongue explored her moist crack and hard little clit. Her fingers were running through my hair when she asked, mixed with a moan, "Are you a lesbian?" I paused, "No, bi. You?" She squirmed and sighed, "Um, mostly men. One girlfriend." My hands kept busy, caressing and fingering. "But I like what's happening," she added. "Perfect. I want you to be open to anything, even if it's unfamiliar." Vicky looked at me, blushing, with a girlish giggle. "Cindy, whatever I thought before, with you it's all okay." "Well, making it 'all okay' is why we're here. At a gangbang lots will happen with men, other women, whatever. You have to go with the natural momentum, drop your defenses, and just enjoy." "Okay, I'll try." I liked her attitude. We moved to the couch where Vicky lay on her back. To slowly overcome her ...