Wedding Receeption Turns Gang Bang
Observing the other guests at their tables, it appeared
as though I was the only one at this wedding reception not
having a good time. A man I had just recently met had invited
me. He had disappeared before we were seated for dinner
and we were now being served our entrees. Dateless, I sat
in a room over three hundred strangers, bored to tears.
I watched as the photographer made his room through the
sea of smiling faces, snapping photos as he moved. He aimed
the camera at my table and I forced out what I hoped would
be viewed by others as a genuine smile. The photographer
sat down in the empty chair beside me and proceeded to flirt
shamelessly with me. Silently, I continued to scan the
room as he continued his monologue. He was telling me how
attractive I was, how sexy I looked in my little black dress
and how he would love to take pictures of me in private, or
possibly he had said pictures of my privates. Oh please,
I thought to myself, at least be original! He kept blabbering
away until my irritation level rose to the point I finally
turned to him and asked if any women actually fell for his
lines. That seemed to shut him up rather quickly. As I was
staring at him waiting for him to respond, I noticed he was
fairly attractive young gentleman. Just as I was about
to offer to help him create better pick up lines, he tried
telling me he was being sincere and meant every word he had
said. Yeah right, I thought. He started in again on how sexy
I looked in my skimpy cocktail dress, how it accentuated
my small, firm breasts and how snugly it enveloped my tight
little ass. This was becoming even more boring than the
reception. I told him if he would promise to leave me alone
for the rest of the evening, I would allow him to take a couple
of shots of me. I could tell by the look on my face he was startled
by my offer, but agreed nonetheless. He asked if we could
go into the ballroom next door for the shoot. I figured,
why not. The rest of the partygoers would be adjourning
to the ballroom when they finished their meals, so I saw
no harm in it. No sooner had we entered the spacious room
where the evenings festivities would soon be held, he reached
into his pants and whipped out his…..cell phone?!?
Impatiently I waited for him to finish what sounded to be
a quite cryptic call, so I could have my photo taken and leave.
The only part of his conversation I caught with any clarity
was something about being all set and ready to go. You and
me both buddy, I thought. He hung up the phone, apologized
for the interruption and began snapping away. I posed for
him standing, sitting and one leaning, which expose a great
deal of cleavage. Just as I was about to tell him his time
was up, he asked if I would consent to one risqu shot. My
gut instinct was to decline, but at least allowed him to
pitch me the idea. He asked if I would straddle the back of
one of the bar stools. I weighed his request in my mind. If
I did as he requested he would discover I had opted to skip
wearing panties under my short skirt. But then, I would
never see this man again as long as I lived, so there was not
a great amount of risk to it. In the middle of my deliberations,
the door to the ballroom opened and eight well-dressed
young men entered the room. Thinking they were the first
of the guests to arrive, I smiled at them in greeting. They
began talking to the photographer in a manner that led me
to believe they knew one another. One of them glanced my
way and asked the photographer if I was the one, to which
he received a smug smirk. Okay, something is definitely
wrong with this picture and I am not going to stick around
and find out what it is. I picked up my purse and headed for
the door. Two of the men repositioned their bodies in such
a way my exit was blocked. Politely, I asked them to step
out of my way. One of them turned to the other and made a comment
about my having manners and musing if I was so refined in
all of my activities. The other man let out a small, knowing
laugh. This was getting way too weird, way to quick and all
I wanted to do was leave. Another two men joined the first
two, further blocking my escape route. I turned around
to see if there was another door out of the room. Now I was
face to face with the other four men. This situation had
quickly escalated from weird to scary. Attempting to sound
calmer than I felt, I again asked the gentlemen to move out
of my way. All eight of the men merely laughed at me. During
the course of my altercation, I could both see and hear the
flashbulb of the photographer’s camera popping
away. The photographer made a comment to his friends that
the bitch needed to be taught a lesson. Scared suddenly
became terrified. The men surrounding me were all throwing
out comments. I can teach the bitch a thing or two. She will
not be so high and mighty when I am finished with her. One
taste of me and she will be changing her attitude. Once she
has had my 10”, she will be better behaved. Panic
stricken, I tried to ignore their comments as I began to
formulize a way to get out of this room. The element of surprise
was all I could think I had in my favor at this point. With
a sudden burst of adrenaline, I stormed at the four men blocking
the door and managed to get past them. Before I could make
it to the door, I felt several sets of hands holding me back.
I fought and kicked and struggled for dear life. But I was
too far outnumbered and my attempts to free myself became
weaker and weaker. I heard a voice behind me comment something
about the feisty ones made him hot and hard. They let go of
me and all began moving back. For a moment I thought maybe
this was merely their form of a twisted joke. Then I realized
what they had done. They had formed a circle with their bodies
with me in the center. As my eyes went around the circle I
saw some of the men simply staring at me, a few of them licking
their lips in anticipation, a couple were rubbing the front
of their pants and one man had gone as far as to have taken
his erection out of his pants and was stroking it as he smiled
at me. I have never felt this utterly helpless and afraid
in my life. It was then I noticed the photographer had switched
from a regular camera to a video camera. As odd as is may sound,
I could feel that my pussy had become wet as I had watched
the scene begin to unfold before my eyes. The man with the
exposed erection stepped forward and proclaimed he would
be the first. His comment was met with much argument from
the others. Oh great, on top of everything else, now they
are going to fight over who gets to fuck me first. Silently
awaiting my fate, I felt my panties were becoming wetter
and wetter. Suddenly the thought of eight cocks assaulting
me in Lord only knows how many ways, was becoming an incredible
turn on for me. Stop it, I told myself. I could not believe
I was getting hot and horny at the prospect of being gang
banged by eight men with every move being immortalized
on film. I heard the photographer announce it was show time.
In unison, all eight men strip themselves of their pants.
I now stood looking at eight half-dressed men all sporting
erections. I had never seen so many cocks in one place in
my life. As I slowly looked around the circle I saw a variety
of sizes, lengths and colors, all rock hard and ready to
go. Just the sight of all of these cocks made me even wetter.
They tightened their human barricade around me, none of
them more than a foot away from me now. I felt a pair of hands
grab my ass from behind and give it a rough squeeze. One of
the men in front of me reached forward and grabbed my breasts
with both of his hands and began to fondle them. The man clutching
my breasts announced that I was not wearing a bra as the one
behind discovered I was not wearing any panties either,
sharing this fact with the rest of his friends. My ears were
filled with appreciative moans and grunts from all around
me. Out of nowhere, a knife appeared and the front of my dress
was slit from top to bottom. With no straps to hold it in place,
it fell off my body onto the floor. A shiver of fear mixed
with pleasure shot through my body. I am now standing completely
naked in the middle of eight horny men. One of the men on my
left reached over and assaulted my pussy with two fingers,
informing his friends how wet and tight I was. From that
point, everything happened too quickly to remember it
all. The one behind me held my ass firmly in place as the man
in front of me rammed his cock in my pussy. I felt the cheeks
of my ass being spread wide open by a hand on either side.
This was quickly followed by the feel of a wet cock circling
the rim of my ass hole. With a grunt and a hard shove my ass
was filled. With one cock in my pussy and one deep up my ass,
they began to pound away at me. The onlookers were all jacking
off and shouting out words of encouragement. As terrified
as I was, I was also becoming incredibly aroused. The two
continued to bang away at me until they both shot their cum
at the same time. No sooner had they cum, they pulled out
their cocks and two other men took their places. The first
cock was shoved in my ass, the other into my pussy. Again,
the men pounded away at me until they too shot their load
and passed me along to the next set. Pair by pair they fucked
me until they had all had their first go with me. Both of my
holes ached, but the men had just begun. One of the first
pair forced me to my knees and shoved his cock in my mouth
and demanded I suck him. Too scared to protest I did as I was
told. Savagely he fucked my mouth, while the others formed
a line, all readying themselves for their turn. His cock
stiffened in my mouth and he shot his cum down my throat and
pulled out. Before I had a moment to catch my breath the next
cock was in my mouth. His cock was larger than the first and
I could feel it beating into the back of my throat with each
thrust. He grabbed my head and fucked my face fast and furious
until he too shot his cum into my mouth. Cock after cock this
went on. Load after load of cum filled my mouth. There was
so much cum now, it was pouring from my mouth and down my chin,
forming a puddle. The smell of cum in the room was overpowering.
Some of the men grew impatient waiting their turn to fuck
my mouth. They began to gather around me as I suck furiously
on my knees. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see the men
jacking off while watching their friend fuck my face. Suddenly,
one of the men shot his load on my face, followed by another
on my breast, more on my back and some into my hair. As they
finished themselves and stepped out of the way, others
took their places. This kept up for some time. One cock always
in my mouth while the others stood around me and shot their
loads onto my naked body. I was covered in hot, sticky cum
from my head to my toes. My entire face was almost numb from
having sucked so many cocks. It was then I decided it was
my turn! After the next man shot his load of cum in my mouth
and before the next had time to shove his in, I laid on my back,
spread my legs wide open and ordered the next man in line
to eat my pussy. Once his initial shock wore off at my outburst,
he knelt down in front of me and began to fuck me with his tongue.
Now, this is more like it, I thought to myself. Let them work
on me now. He licked and he sucked and he nibbled, finger
fucking me and rubbing my clit as he went. It did not take
long before my body exploded in orgasm. With my cum smeared
into his face, he stood up and told the rest of them that I
had the best pussy he had ever tasted. Eagerly, the next
one in line threw himself to the floor and started in on me.
Like a man who had not had a meal in days, he tore into my pussy
and ate me like I had never been eaten before. My body shuddered
in orgasm. But he was not about to stop. He fucked my pussy
with his tongue, his lips, his fingers and his teeth as wave
after wave of orgasm crashed over my body. Finally satisfied,
he stood and allowed the next man his turn. Man after man
nestled his face into my pussy and had his way with me. My
orgasms were now coming closer and closer together as each
man fucked me with his tongue. No sooner had one orgasm subsided,
the next one hit. After all of them had a turn or two eating
my pussy, they were all rock hard again and looking for more.
I was not sure just how much my sore, tired body could withstand.
I was not given much time to ponder as I was hoisted to my feet
to see the face of the photographer who had placed his camera
on a table aimed at the group of us. Since he had been filming
the event for the past hour, he had yet to get his dick wet
in me. I could see by both the look on his face and his large,
throbbing cock he was more than ready. We were standing
in the middle of the room, his friends circled around anxiously
waiting the fucking I was about to get. Eager to begin he
pulled me toward him and rammed all 10” of his cock
in my pussy at once. Savagely, he fucked me. He lifted my
body off the floor and slammed me down onto his cock. He kept
this up for several minutes. Lifting me up and slamming
me down harder and harder my body shuddering in orgasm each
time. All around me I could hear cheers and whistles as he
continued to fuck me. Each spectator had his cock in his
hand and was furiously jerking off while watching their
photographer friend giving me the fuck of my life. One of
them could not wait and shot his load on my breasts. I was
suddenly a human target for their cum. Cum began to shoot
from every direction. By the time the last one had emptied
himself, both the photographer and I were drenched in cum.
But he had not skipped a beat and just kept lifting me up and
slamming me down. The cheering and whistling resumed.
The louder they became, the harder he fucked. Finally,
he was ready. His entire body became rigid and I could feel
his cock stiffen. I wrapped my legs around his body with
all the strength I had left in me. His cock exploded and he
shot load after load of hot, sticky cum deep inside my pussy.
With each new thrust of his cock, my own body convulsed in
orgasm. When neither of our bodies had anything left to
give, we collapsed into one another, resting our heads
on the others shoulder. I could feel his heart pounding
into my breasts, as I am sure he could feel mine. It was then
I heard the others break out in a round of applause. Louder
and louder they clapped and yelled and whistled and cheered.
The sounds became near deafening. How could eight men be
making so much noise? I lifted my head and looked around
the room. Oh my God! We were surrounded by 300 wedding guests,
my date among them, who had just witnessed me receiving
the fucking of my life! With the sounds of the crowd ringing
in my ears I walked up to my date, politely thanked him for
a wonderful evening and walked out of the ballroom.
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