College gangbang [Group]

A close up of a woman talking on a cell phone

I’ve been reading stories on reddit now for quite a while and thought I’d like to tell some of my own.

I’m 45 now, but this story is one from a while back, when I was 19. I figure I’d try to go in chronological order. So here’s my first story.

I’m tall, 6ft and thin, at that time I had long, white blonde hair, green eyes, and I’m very fair skinned. I always thought I was ugly, like most women, I just had a trash opinion of myself. It took me a long time to realize that I’m quite beautiful.

I’m from a very small town in upstate NY and when I graduated HS I went to college in Albany, NY. At the end of my first year I started dating a guy who was nearing the end of his third year. He was a baseball jock, handsome, and fairly popular at the college.

Now you have to understand, I was always a very conservative girl. I was never the girl who had casual sex, I never dressed slutty, and I didn’t sleep around. Most of the girls I knew is school were having sex long before me. My first time was on the night of my prom in my junior year of HS. I also had very strong opinions as to what was considered “normal” sex. For me, at the time, missionary was ok, cowgirl was ok, doggy style was edgy but still ok and anything else was weird. Blow jobs were fine as long as the guy finished in my mouth and I swallowed it right down, I didn’t want cum touching my skin. Anything else was weird to me and I refused to try it. More than that though, sex took place in bed, preferably at night and with the lights off. Like I said, I was very conservative sexually.

So, now I’m in college and through an accident, I’m dating one of the baseball players. He was a nice guy, that’s the thing. If you could get past all the jock bs at parties and when he was around his friends, he was actually a really nice and intelligent guy. We talked about sex once and the partners we’d been with. Like I said, I had 2 up to this point, whereas his number was something crazy to me at the time, in the 20s. Not just the number though, he told me about things he’d done like swinging and one time a gangbang. I was shocked and actually a little intimidated, I mean, here he was telling me this stuff and I know that I can’t compete, I know I can’t.

So, on to the story. It was the start of winter break and we were headed up to Plattsburg, NY, to the college there, to visit some friends. We each had a separate group of friends that went there. It’s a long and very straight ride. The scenery is beautiful, but it’s still a long a boring ride. Maybe an hour or so into the ride, my boyfriend, Matt, reaches over and starts to rub my leg. He usually does this when we’re in the car for a while, just a slight back and forth over my knee. This time, however, he starts to go higher and higher until he’s rubbing between my legs. I was too weirded out by it to really enjoy it and I remember asking what he thought he was doing. He smiled and told me to lean my chair back. We’d had arguments about how I wasn’t very adventuresome, and I thought, maybe he was right, so I leaned my seat back and went along.

At first he was rubbing just on the outside of my jeans, but then I felt him undo my button and slide the zipper down. He reached into my panties and began to massage me, rubbing as gently as he could. I had to concentrate, but I could feel myself getting close to an orgasm. It’s weird, I always cum easier and quicker from oral or fingers than regular sex. I was moaning and pulled my pants down to my knees to give him better access. Then he stopped.

“Ok, your turn.” He said. I was startled, “What?”

“I’ll finish you after you give me head.” He said, smiling at me.

“No.” I remember being so shocked that he would ask for head while he was driving, it just seemed slutty to me.

“Then I don’t finish what I started.” He said, and shrugged.

This kicked off our typical sex argument. I apologized for not being like the other women he’d been with and he responded with he didn’t need me to be like them, but to just be open to trying different things. The rest of the drive was a little tense and awkward, and worse, I was horny at the same time. I had come so close to cumming that it actually hurt for a few moments afterward.

Once at the college we split up, me going to my friend’s dorm room and Matt going to a hotel where his friends had rented a few rooms and were having a low key party. I spent a few hours with my friends, we had a few beers, caught up a bit, and then I started to wonder what Matt was up to. One of my friends gave me a ride over to the hotel and dropped me off. I didn’t know which rooms but it was easy enough to figure out, it was one of those 1960s type motels where all the doors were on the outside, soon enough I saw a few guys trek from one room to the next holding beers. I knocked and some guy answered the door and immediately invited me in. Matt was there sitting on a crappy couch with a beer in one hand and his arm around a girl sitting next to him. Once I walked in the arm flew off the girl and he jumped up and gave me a kiss. He had that ‘I just got caught’ guilty look, but worse, the girl shot me a smirking smile. Oddly, I didn’t care. My self esteem at that point was so low that it made sense to me that he’d fool around. I mean, I wasn’t happy about it at all, but I also wasn’t going to do anything about it.

Matt gave me a kiss, testing the waters, and once he saw that I wasn’t going to say anything, the guilty look vanished and he started to introduce me to the people in the room. It wasn’t crazy, there were five people in that room and another three in the other. Matt got me a beer then sat back onto the couch, “slide over.” he said to the girl that he had had his arm around. She rolled her eyes and started to move, but I stopped her. It’s ok, I said, I’m going to go meet the guys next door, and I walked out. That eye roll really pissed me off and I couldn’t stand being in the same room as her, much less sitting next to her on a couch where she had just been cuddling with my bf.

I didn’t knock on the second door, rather, I just walked in. There were three guys in there and all three stopped when I came in and were just staring at me.

“Hi,” I started, “I’m Chrissy,(not my real name)I’m with Matt.”

And then the three came alive. One had been sitting on the bed, one on the crappy couch, and the third was sitting in a chair. They all introduced themselves, I honestly don’t remember their names, let’s just call them James, Eric, and Chuck.

I could also tell immediately why they were hanging out here rather than next door. Next door the guys were all the jock types like Matt, these guys were not jocks. They weren’t necessarily nerds and they were obviously friends with the jocks, but they weren’t going to be sitting around reliving past high school glory days either. I felt more comfortable here immediately. Almost at the same time, each of them asked me to sit. I took the couch.

Really, I can’t say for how long I sat there talking with those guys and drinking. There were several empty beer cans all around me though. Matt popped in a couple of times to check on me, and each time I gave him a cold response, nothing argumentative, just not warm. I was drunk enough to have the courage to passive aggressively let him know that I wasn’t happy.

James, Eric, and Chuck were my type of guys, we talked about TV shows and video games, concerts, some of the books that we were reading, etc… all stuff I loved. And then the oddest thought came over me, if I’m in this room having a blast, what was Matt doing in the other room? I was certain that he wasn’t sitting there and suffering about whether I was angry or not. And I decided then that I’d do just what he always said, loosen up and try something new. I thought to myself I should fuck these guys, and then, surprisingly, the idea brought back my earlier horniness.

I finished my beer and stood up. I had already taken my boots off and I began to strip. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t something sexy, I basically just started to take my clothes off, the same way you would when getting ready for bed. I couldn’t look at any of the guys as I was doing it, rather I looked down or past them until I was completely nude. The conversation had stopped as soon as I had started stripping, it was soooo awkward, that silence. And then I looked up. All three were gaping at me. I didn’t have the courage to talk or say anything, so I just reached down and took Chuck’s hand, he had been sitting next to me on the couch, I pulled him up onto his feet and then went down on my knees in front of him. I undid his pants, took out his cock, which was well onto the way of being hard, and began to suck. As I was sucking, he stripped out of his shirt and was naked except for his shoes and pants that were around his ankles. I only sucked him long enough to get him completely hard, and then I stood, I didn’t want him to cum just yet, I wanted to have sex. I walked over to the far side of the bed and got on my hands and knees, crawled across the bed so that I was next to James(the one on the bed already) and facing Chuck and Eric.

“You first.” I said, glancing up at Chuck.

“Are you sure?” he asked, and I nodded and smiled.

Chuck came up behind me and slid right into me, I was already wet.

Chuck was pumping in and out while the other two just watched, frozen. I reached over and began to undo James pants, taking him in my mouth as Chuck fucked me from behind. James began to pinch my nipples and rub my tits as I slowly sucked on his cock. I glanced up at Eric, still sitting in the corner just watching all of this, astounded.

“Come here.” I said to Eric, taking James cock from my mouth just long enough to say it and then going right back down on him.

Eric came over and undress, standing close so that his cock was just in front of my face. I turned away from James and took Eric in my mouth next. I sucked for a few minutes but then started to feel Chuck starting to thrust faster, more urgently. I was on birth control, but I just didn’t want him to cum in me, I didn’t want to deal with the mess.

“Cum on my face.” I said, twisting so that Chuck slid out of me, and then back to hands and knees, I looked at James, “Your turn.”

James moved behind me and slid right in where Chuck had just been, sliding right into me. Chuck came up, standing next to Eric, his cock red and ready to burst. I took him in my mouth and within a few moments he pulled out and jerked himself off onto my face. This was my first facial. I was shocked at how warm his cum was on my face, only for a moment, and I was shocked at how fast it came out, spurting over and over. I flinched as the first spurt shot across my cheek, the next few onto my nose and mouth. I took Chuck into my mouth one more time, sucking the last few drops of cum from him, sucking until he squirmed and pulled away. Then I turned back to Eric and began to suck again.

Then Matt walked in.

“What the fuck.” He started, loud, maybe angry sounding, but more surprised than angry.

James behind me stopped and pulled out, Eric and Chuck stepping away from me.

“Isn’t this what you want?” I asked, “You’re always saying that I need to loosen up and try new things. So, I am.” I was trying to be confrontational but wasn’t sure if I was pulling it off necessarily when I had a glob of cum balanced on the tip of my nose.

“Not exactly what I had in mind,” Matt shrugged after a moment, “But cool.”

James, Eric, and Chuck visibly relaxed.

“Can I join?” Matt asked.

“If you want.” I said.

‘What about the guys next door?” he asked, do you want to do them too?”

I thought about it for a moment. I really didn’t want to, but I looked at Matt, “Do you want me to?”

“Yes.” He said.

Like I said, there were five people in the other room, Matt was one, two were women, and the other two were guys.

“Just the guys though.” I said, he nodded and went out the door.

“It’s ok.” I said, looking back at James and then to Eric and Chuck.

James slid back into me, he wasn’t as hard as he had been but quickly recovered. Eric, too, had gone a little limp but was fully hard after a few minutes of me sucking on him. And then the door opened and Matt came in with his two friends. The three quickly stripped and then I was surrounded, all of their hands touching me and cocks waving just at head height as I sucked on first Eric, then Matt, then the other two, going from cock to cock after just a few bobs of my head.

I could feel James getting ready to cum, I pulled whichever cock from my mouth and turned to tell him to cum on my face, but just as I said it I felt the first warm spurt in me, I felt him grab my hips tighter, more desperate, and push into me cumming in spurts over and over.

“Goddam it.” Matt said, “now you got it all sloppy for the rest of us.”

I can’t begin to explain how humiliating it was to hear Matt, my boyfriend, say that. And then anger.

I looked up at Eric, “You’re next.” I said, loudly so everyone could hear.

Eric smiled and went around me, replacing James. My pussy felt slick but also a little raw and he slid right into me and began to pump away.

I was still angry with Matt though and I took my mouth off of whichever cock, turned to look at Eric and said, “Put it in my ass.”

“What?” Matt said, again, a mix of anger and shock. But I ignored him, going right back to sucking the cocks one by one that were in front of me.

I braced myself. I had never had anything in my ass before and really wasn’t looking forward to it now. I don’t know if it was because Eric knew to go slow or if he was just as scared as I was, but he eased into my ass a little at a time. Maybe he could feel my whole body tensing, I really don’t know. I know that James cum was lubricant enough for Eric to get in, I know that I was clenching the bed spread in my fists and growling against the pain. One of the three in front of me guided my head up and pushed his cock against my mouth. I had to make a physical effort to open my mouth and take him in, and though I was a bit annoyed that one of them would be callous enough to want me to suck them off while I was in pain, I have to admit that it somehow distracted me. Soon enough or maybe forever, one of the two, Eric was pumping in and out of my ass. It was slow and gently thrusts, and though it still felt as though someone had stuck a hot poker up my ass, it somehow started to feel good. Soon I was moaning, not from pain, but from how good it felt. And then the craziest thing, I felt myself getting ready to cum. Usually it comes on very slowly, building up and up and then rocking through my body, but this time it was different, it was all at once. I went from having sex to an explosive orgasm in a matter of moments. I felt everything clench as I came, I was screaming, “Yes, yes, yes.” Over and over. I clenched so hard that I pushed Eric’s cock right out of me. Eric walked around and I took his cock right in my mouth. It tasted odd, it tasted like semen and something metallic, I knew it was my ass but I didn’t care. I closed my eyes and sucked until he pulled out of my mouth and shot cum across my face. It went higher this time, spraying across one eye and my forehead. I rubbed the cum from my eyelid and when I opened my eyes I was greeted by a cock. I sucked.

One by one Matt and his two friends took their turns with me. I think James may have taken a second turn. I don’t know. I was full on drunk by this point and completely exhausted. I came two more times from having those guys in my ass. I had never cum that much in one day before.

I went to the bathroom to shower and then climbed right into that bed and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day I was lying next to Matt. Eric and James were asleep on the couch and Chuck was in the chair. I can only assume the other two guys were in the other room. Once everyone was up and clean we decided to go for breakfast before Matt and I went home. We were supposed to stay for a few days, but after the prior evening I didn’t really feel comfortable. Oddly, Matt was understanding.

Matt and I went back to Albany. He never pestered me during that time to do anything that I would usually think was weird, and I tried to be more of what I considered freaky during the times that we did have sex. Everything seemed so good, and then we went to his parents’ house for spring break.

It was the first weekend of spring break. Matt’s parents had invited us down to their house in Athens, NY. It was the first weekend that they’d have their boat in the Hudson River and they thought it would be cool if we spent that time there with them.

Matt’s parents seemed nice enough, I really liked his mother, his father was a bit too much like Matt though. He played baseball back in the day and was a college baseball hero and blah blah blah. He did this and that back in his frat days and still could fit into his varsity jacket.

A few days into the break, Matt asked me out to the boat. Please forgive me, I don’t know much about boats. It was big with an area up to for a few people to sit and then a bedroom below deck. Matt’s father bought us some beer and we took it out to the boat, it was moored on a pier that they have on their property, and we just hung out on the boat enjoying the spring. It was nice, it was actually very romantic.

After a while, Matt’s dad made his way down to the boat and sat with us, drinking a beer. We chatted for a while, the guy really was a douche bag, but whatever. And then, out of the blue, he suggested we go to the cabin. I was having a good enough time and hadn’t really given it a thought when he suggested it, and I went right along. Matt’s father was first, then me, then Matt, carrying the beer. The cabin was cozy, two beds at an angle from one another, and a small table with two chairs. We sat on the beds, Matt and I on one, Matt’s father on the other, and we continued to chat, continued to drink and everything was fine

The conversation reached an awkward pause, then Matt’s father cleared his throat, “So Chrissy, Matt told me about what went on during winter break, what you guys did in the hotel up in Plattsburg.”

I froze. I mean, how do you answer that? What do you say? I sure as hell didn’t know.

“You sound like a fun girl.” He said, reaching out and touching my leg, “You sound like the kind of girl that I used to know back in the day.”

I was still frozen. I took a pull from my beer, I didn’t know what else to do.

“I was hoping we could do a little something here,” he shrugged, “On the boat, the three of us.”

I took another pull from my beer. I took a long moment to process this. I wasn’t in danger, I knew that. If I stood up and walked out, neither of them would stop me. I should have walked away, but I was so shocked and angry. I was disgusted that Matt would tell his father about our sex life. I was furious that Matt thought it was ok for his father to proposition me. But I enjoyed that time in Plattsburg. I hate to admit it and I’ve thought about it sometimes while Matt and I were having sex. I knew that Matt and I were never going to be a couple that lasted, hell, it was just a college fling, and after this, there was no way I could stay with him, so why not have a little fun one last time. I mean, his dad was a complete tool, but he was handsome for an older man and though his forwardness like this was gross, it was also a bit of a turn on, so…

I looked at Matt, “Is this what you want?”

Matt’s father answered, “I’m the one asking Chrissy, not my son.”

I never took my eyes off of Matt, his face a mix of shame and regret. I have a feeling he knew at that moment that regardless of what happened here, that we were done.

“Ok.” I said, and dropped stood, went to my knees, and began to open his father’s pants.

“Good girl.” His father cooed and pet my hair as I fished his cock out of his pants. I sucked him until he was hard and then he pull away from me and lifted my head to look me in the eyes, “take your clothes off.”

I stood and began to strip, I tried to be sexy this time, trying to sway a little as I stripped. I glanced at Matt, he still sat there with a devastated look, but I could also see his getting aroused.

Matt’s father had pulled his pants off by now and was naked, he stood next to me, close, his cock brushing against my leg.

He cupped my chin in his hand and kissed me deeply, his tongue going in my mouth. I found this somehow revolting and such a turn on all at once, I mean, I had my boyfriend’s father’s tongue in my mouth. Weird.

“Lay down and show me that little pussy of yours.” He said, then kissed me again.

I laid down on the bed and he knelt between my legs and began to give me the best oral that I had ever had.

“Are you hoping your dick sucks itself?” he paused to ask Matt?

Matt, I had forgotten about him. He was still sitting, still watching us, then slowly stood, undressed, and knelt next to my head. I had to concentrate on sucking his cock, his father was so good, and it wasn’t long before he had me cumming. I’m usually very loud, but I wasn’t sure if I should be now and I tried my best to keep it clamped down. His father’s hand came down across my mouth hard and forceful, but he never lifted his head, his tongue never stopping until I went limp.

He sat up and in a moment his cock slid into my pussy, he grabbed my legs and began to pound away, I grunted with each thrust, never having been fucked so roughly before. I did my best to keep my mouth on Matt’s cock, stroking with one hand and keeping the tip in my mouth.

His father abruptly pulled out, stood, and pulled me up into a sitting position.

“Go ahead, taste your pussy.” He said, thrusting his cock at my mouth.

I took it in and began to work up and down his shaft.

“Look at me while you blow me.”

I looked up.

“I hear you like to take it in the ass.” He said, or asked, I wasn’t really sure. I started to take his cock out of my mouth but he stopped me.

“No, don’t stop, just answer the question.”

I nodded.

“I can’t hear you.” He smiled.

“Yes.” I said, though it really was just a garble of noise.

“Good girl.”

I sucked for a while longer and then he stopped me, “Get on the bed, on your knees.”

I did.

I’ll give him credit, he was gently. I heard him spit in his hand and rubbed the spit into my ass, over and over he would spit and work my ass with his fingers. I couldn’t help but to moan.

“Get up there and put a cock in her mouth would you.” The father said, exhasperated with his son.

Matt came around me and I took his cock in my mouth and began to suck.

Finally the old man pressed his cock into my ass, slow at first, back and forth working it deeper and deeper with each thrust. God it felt good, and I sucked on Matt’s cock furiously, I took his cock as far as I could, gagging myself at points and always moaning from the cock stabbing into my ass.

I came, again, every muscle clenching, and I felt his father struggle to keep his cock in my ass, felt him fighting to force it in and before I was finished he came in me, a shot of warm spurting in my ass followed by a rough and hard thrust. I wanted to scream it felt so good, but I knew that I couldn’t so I just kept sucking on Matt’s cock until I felt him start to thrust into my mouth, I felt his cock grow just the slightest and with a grunt he came, shooting cum down my throat. I swallowed, wincing as his fathers cock fell out of my ass, limp and exhausted.

I laid my head on the bed for a moment to catch my breath, never moving, my ass still in the air. A moment later Matt’s father was dressed and carrying on like none of this ever happened.

“Alright, well, I’ll leave you kids alone.” He said, taking one of the beers from the table and leaving.

“Here.” Matt said, offering me some napkins from the table.

I cleaned myself with them and dressed, never making eye contact. We went back topside of the boat and had one more beer. Matt talked and talked, all inane stuff to fill the moment. I was barely paying attention, I was trying to think of a way out of here.

“I have to go back to Albany,” I said, “I have a project due when we get back and I forgot my books.”

“I’ll drive you.” He said.

“No, you stay here, your mom was making a big dinner.” I said, “I’ll walk into town and catch a cab.”

I got up and walked off the boat and started down the pier. Matt was hurrying after me and I turned, startling him.

“You know, I might just stay in Albany to finish that project.” I said, looking past his, “Can you bring me my stuff from inside when you come back to school?”

“I can bring it tonight.” He said, I could hear the hope in his voice, maybe the regret too.

“No, that’s fine. When school starts is good.” I said, then turned again and began walking away.

“Ok, so I’ll see you when school starts?” he asked.

“Sure.”

There was no such thing as Uber then and normal people didn’t have cell phones at that time, so I had to walk a few blocks to a convenience store to call a taxi service from a pay phone.

I was numb. Part of me wanted to cry but I couldn’t tell you why, I mean, what did I have to cry over? I didn’t cry then, or ever for Matt.

Matt tried and tried to see me once college started up again. My roommate wouldn’t let him past her and we weren’t majoring in the same thing so our class schedule didn’t really put us near one and other. I made sure to always have friends around me and eventually Matt caught on. We were done.

Later that semester Matt’s father came to visit me. He asked my roommate for a moment and I agreed. We made small talk for a moment, he asked about my semester and I asked about his wife, blah, blah, blah. He pulled an envelope out of his jacket and handed it to me.

“I was sorry to hear about you and Matt, but I know he can be a tough one to get along with. We spoiled him. We just wanted to give you a little something to let you know how much you meant to us.”

I opened the envelope and stared at the pile of money. I didn’t pull it out or count it. I like to think he was giving this to me to make sure I kept my mouth shut about the boat rather than for services rendered, at least that’s the way I decided to look at it.

I thanked him, we shook hands, and he left. I counted the money later, after my roommate had gone to sleep. He had given me five thousand dollars

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