Last week I was invited to watch a gangbang. There’s a misconception in the general public, I think, that gangbangs [wherein the bangee is a woman and the bangers men] are for the sake of the men while the woman is merely there as a cum receptacle. Which is ridiculous considering she’s the one who gets multiple people focused on her! The reality is that, while obviously the men are getting something from it too, it’s the subject of a gangbang who gets to enjoy the most pleasure. So, in the interests of correcting that misconception and spreading the positive-sexual-experiences-makes-the-world-an-awesomer-place joy, here’s how it went:

I got to the hotel room about six. My fwb, M., who was organizing the whole thing, was already there prepping the room, setting up the bed with a rope under the mattress, and a little table with loads of condoms and lube and hand towels and such.

Then we got bored waiting for people to arrive, so we started to bone.

But then we were interrupted by the arrival of the gang bangee, and her husband soon after. So, we all sat around with a drink and had a good discussion about everything she was and wasn’t down with, and what to look out for, all that important stuff. And to make sure we rounded it up by about 10, because they had to get home to the kids. She mentioned she’d had a stressful week and was looking forward to being pampered for the next few hours.

So then! After everyone was satisfied this was all safe, sane, and consensual, she stripped off and laid down on the bed. M. blindfolded her and tied her wrists to the bed, and her husband set up the camera, while I chilled next to the table with a glass of wine, ready to be on condom hand outage duty.

And then! The ‘warm up’ dude arrived, heh. This was a guy who professed to be a lover of, and fantastic giver of, cunnilingus. He was not interested in boning, he just wanted to ‘please women’. He was pretty cute and looked very stereotypically Italian with an Italian accent, which I thought terribly cliche. He was pretty fantastic at first, being all sensual and shit, but was taking forever to get to her vayjayjay, and the gangbangers were due to arrive soon, so M. started tapping on the clock to him.

It’s funny, since she was blindfolded, we all felt compelled to whisper and mime shit at each other instead of talk. Part of the sensory deprivation experience.

But then the cunnilingus dude got a bit weird and mimed back ‘nah I’m not doing that,’ so we were all a bit, lolwut? Turned out he only did hairless pussies, which she didn’t have.

I mean, I don’t begrudge anyone their preferences, but I would have thought if you set yourself up as the dude people call for cunnilingus service, you’d be the type who was all about a wide variety, but anywhoo.

So he left and M. went down on her instead. She, of course, had no idea any of this was going on or who was doing what.

And then! The gangbangers arrived! In the end, only three turned up, though she had wanted more. But it didn’t actually matter at all, because she couldn’t tell how many were there anyway, what with all the sensory deprivation. They were all pretty awesome. I had been a bit worried that they might be slightly lecherous, and that since they were going to be in a room full of men with only two women, one of whom was being gangbanged, they might assume I was up for that as well. But there was none of that at all, they were just totally normal dudes, and really respectful and understanding of boundaries and what was appropriate.

They hadn’t known about warm up dude, so the first half hour was just them tending to her basically. One at her neck, one her boobs and one going down on her. It was all rather sweet really. I got slightly jealous.

And then the banging began, and it was hot. One of the dudes was a bit shy and hung back while the other two did her, and he had to be invited to take his turn. It went on for quite a while with one fucking her, one being blown by her, and then they all switched it up. While her husband filmed it all, so she could later see it without the sensory deprivation.

Then at about the halfway point she said she had to go to the loo, which broke the silence and everyone got quite chatty after that. We had all been silent and miming whole conversations to each other up until then. While she was on the loo there was a five minute break, in which casual conversation was had. The dude who was the hottest had a British accent! I was definitely jealous then.

When she came back, the fucking resumed. This time she wasn’t restrained and so different positions were had. The British dude started dirty talking, and it was actually really sweet dirty talking, like the ‘oh you are such a good girl!’ type.

Then double penetration was had! I had always thought that this must be hard to achieve, rhythm wise and stuff, but it worked fine. Dude in the vayjajay just gently grinded, while dude in the ass jack hammered.

Also at this point M. checked in with her just to see if all was cool. It certainly looked like it was, but making sure is never a bad idea.

It went on for a while longer, with them switching it up every so often, and then eventually they left one by one.

And then M. and I boned, and it was good.