Gangbang Blindfolded

SA2some4Fun

SA2some4Fun, is the winner of our June blog competition and has won a lifetime's VIP membership. Check it out here ------------------------------------------------------ It was last year around October when Mrs2 mentioned during a sexually laced and heated discussion that she was getting that "tingle" for another evening of unbridled muti-men passion. It had been about eight months since we had had a group fun playdate. We discused the preceeding gangbangs (we'd had two prior to this discussion) which had been of the MMF and MMMF variety. Chatting about the highs and lows of each event.

Before I continue, I must add that Mrs2 is a very visceral creature. She feasts with her eyes first and then her imagination, and finally with her body. She has particular tastes in men. Summing up those tastes isn't easy. Often gents that I encounter, I think to myself - wow... This guy will rock her world... she has no interest for. While often gents that I think are ho-hum in the aesthetics department, get her more than a little damp. We discussed how much effort went into the planning. Chatted about the advert we put up here on SH and on Twitter to our 1300 carefully hand picked followers. We spoke about me engaging via emails and WhatsApp with over 50 keen participants per event and how that progressed to having a quick coffee with around 15 potential candidates per event. And we spoke about the no-shows and how much time, effort and energy that had wasted. Suddenly the idea didn't seem worth the reward.

We then discussed "lowering the bar" as far as the physical attributes of the guys was concerned to make finding candidates easier. Mrs was resolute. She would not, and could not bring herself to fuck a man who she didn't find very attractive. Seems we had found ourselves at an impasse. It was then, that she brought up the idea of a blindfold. "What if I can't see the guys. I can imagine them sexy and that could work". We discussed the merits of this idea and decided to go for it. She had some limits and preferences. But gave complete control over arrangements to me. Over the course of the next few weeks, I set out to plan and coordinate the event. Reaching out to gents we had spoken to previously who hadn't been available on the evening of the previous gang bangs, since they, for the most part, had already been vetted. I received positive interest from around 10 gentlemen. So a date was firmed up. A venue was set. The time was agreed upon and a formal invite with accompanying rules of play, went out to the guys.

We were set. All the while I kept Mrs2 up to speed with numbers; but not specifics regarding who was joining. I enticed her with selected pictures sent to me by some of the respective guys. Teasing her with their videos and salacious pics. Ever careful not to show faces.

Finally, after weeks of planning, the night had arrived. Eight guys confirmed. All eight had asked for the address. Since this wasn't our first rodeo - we elected to give them a well-known landmark in the area and requested that they message us when they got there. The final directions to our home we would share then. You can never be too careful.

To be fair, it was hard to tell who was more excited. Her or I. The thought of her enjoying herself repeatedly, over and over and over again while getting to watch and partake was a sensory overload. Mrs2 spent most of the afternoon languishing in bed. Conserving her energy for what was to come. And at 19h00 the first gent messaged to say he was at the gate. Right on time. The next 10 minutes were spent getting the rest of the gentlemen into the house without raising undue suspicion with the neighbors. Did I mention we stay in a fairly close knit community?

Eight gents had confirmed. All eight messaged on the day to confirm their attendance. But as is expected, at the critical cut off time we had established (19h30) approached, four of the eight had gone radio silent. I wasn't surprised. The same scenario played itself out before at the last two events. Four was the final number. All the guys gathered in our lounge. Nervously summing one another up. Engaged in frivolous small talk. We kicked off the evening with the obligatory rapid HIV screening tests, and a quick recap of the rules of engagement. All the while I could hear the sounds of a clearly anticipatory lady moving around upstairs. I left the guys downstairs while I headed to the playroom upstairs to check on her once last time. Making sure she was comfortable and answering any last-minute questions she had. I helped her put on her blindfold. Layed her down on the bed and adjusted her lingerie so that she would look her usual goddesslike self when the gentlemen entered the door. Checked one last time that all the accouterment was in place; condoms, lube, wet wipes, candles lit, towels, camera etc. I hurried downstairs to find all of them gazing hungrily for the "let's go" signal. It was a go!

The gents followed me upstairs. As we entered the room the sight that met them was straight out of Kubrick's Eyes Wide Shut. The most seductive and wanton woman you could ever imagine. Laying slightly on her side with her legs slightly bent. In soft candlelight on white sheets. Adorned in soft black and red lace. Wearing a black and red blindfold. The wry smile on her face further confirming that we were all stations GO and that she wanted this NOW. The anticipation had reached it's crescendo.

I introduced the gents to Mrs2. Then each of them took an opportunity to introduce themselves one at a time. Clearly the vision before them had left an impression, as one had to clear his throat to get a word out, while another stumbled over his words during his nervous greeting.

The guys all began undressing. Some slowly. Some hurriedly. Some standing next to the bed, one or two more confident suitors undressing themselves while kneeling on the bed. One took the opportunity to place Mrs2 hand on the front of his jeans as he undid his belt and zip. Encouraging her to feel what he had brought for her. Another leaned in toward her and nuzzled her ear and neck as I heard him softly exclaim that she looked and smelled amazing. The four gents slowly took their place on and around the huge bed. Their hands and lips wandering all over Mrs' state of undress. Her smile spoke a novel. She was in bliss. Her delicate hands reaching out to gain some sense of what was happening around her. She felt the naked torsos of the guys. She let her fingers trace the story for her. The air was electric. I could feel my synapses firing on cylinders. Her thighs squirming as she writhed in anticipation told me her readiness had piqued and she was in full-on enjoyment mode.

The guys heeded her requests for soft, light and sensual touches at first. She wanted this to build slowly. They took turns kissing her toes, her feet, her calves, her thighs, her navel, her arms, her neck, and her sumptuous boobs. She was teasing them. Keeping her thighs firmly closed as she shifted from side to side on the bed. But her nipples could not lie. They were firm and erect. The gooseflesh on her arms a further sign that she was relishing the attention.

The persistence and repeated plying of soft licks and kisses finally paying dividends for one lucky guy, as Mrs parted her thighs. Inviting him to explore further. They all caught a glimpse of her delicate wet sweetness, hiding coyly behind a thin veil of very damp lace. He diverted his attention to her mound. Gently placing his fingers into her panties and pulling them to one side as he lowered his head and took in the fine sweet aroma of her beautiful pussy. Licking her clit and sopping wet slit like it was his last meal.

Mrs2 was enjoying this. Her back arching as he tongue fucked his way into her mind. She reached out to the other gents around her on the bed. Beconing them to come closer. One by one they gathered as close as they could to the head of the bed. At first one cock in her left hand. Then another in her right. She was hungry. And her appetite needed sating. She pulled the gents closer. Taking the first in her mouth as she slowly stroked the rock hard shaft of the another. I was seated quite near the bed on a couch about two meters away. I was hard. Rock hard. Drops of pre-cum oozing. Was I liking this? Fuck no. I was loving it.

The last gent who had been watching the events while slowly stroking his cock took his place in between her thighs. Devouring her. Seems he hadn't eaten in a while too. He was more forceful in his approach. Seems the time for tenderness was ending. His muscular frame meant that Mrs had to spread her legs wider. One of the gents at the head of the bed used the opportunity to take one of her legs in his hand and pulling her at the knee he drew her leg towards him. The guy between her thighs was grateful. He now had unencumbered access as he muffed for all he was worth.

And it seemed he had skills. Mrs soon called me by name to come to the head of the bed. I leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips. "You called?" I asked. Her voice was rasping. The pleasure clearly reaching all spheres of her body. "The guy that's eating my pussy. Tell him to put a condom on. I want him inside me NOW". The message was clear. She wanted it all. She wanted it now. I relayed her request and with a broad smile, the guy reached over to the side of the bed and found one of the condoms on the bedside table. He couldn't open it quick enough. Within seconds he was rolling it onto his shaft. And just as quick he was back in place, gripping her one leg with one hand and taking over from the gent that was holding the other. He slowly guided his cock into what clearly was a dripping wet eager pussy.

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