I've have always had this fantasy of getting gangbanged. I honestly think every girl has. A few days ago I finally made it happen. I met this guy named Quinton on Tinder who seemed to be into the same kinky shit as me. I was really just looking for hookups so I was down to talk flirty and be direct with him. We ended up talking about kinks and I decided fuck it, this guy is a stranger so I can just be totally direct with him. I told him about my gangbang fantasy.

To my surprise he actually seemed really into it and he told me that he has had the exact same desire for as long as he remembers. We talked for a few days and one night we ended up hooking up. After having sex (which was amazing btw), we started talking about the gangbang again and he offered to help setup/organize it. I agreed.

Quinton was in charge of gathering the dudes, and a few days later he told me he'd picked out six guys, all clean and vetted, but I wanted to keep it anonymous, so blindfolds were on the agenda. We got a nice, seedy hotel room - the kind with a big bed and mirrors everywhere, perfect for our little party. The room smelled like sex even before we started, that stale, musky scent of countless dirty deeds done before.

When we got there, Quinton tied me up, wrists to the headboard, blindfold snug over my eyes. I was naked, legs spread, just waiting. I could hear the guys when they came in. They seemed excited and when they saw me they got even more excited. I guess I was just as hot as in the pics Quinton showed them.

The first guy didn't even bother with saying anything besides "open up", he just shoved his cock into my mouth. I could feel him getting hard in my mouth. Meanwhile, another guy started fucking my pussy, no foreplay needed, I was already dripping. They switched off, one after another, using my holes like I was some kind of fuck toy.

There was no rhythm, just raw, animalistic fucking. They fucked me however they felt like it. I felt hands all over me, cocks in my ass, my pussy, sometimes two at once. There was lube which I felt getting dripped on my asshole and I knew they were gonna fuck my ass too.

I remember one particularly thick cock in my ass that made me scream and moan, it honestly hurt so fucking good. Another guy kept calling me a "cum dumpster whore" while he fucked my pussy, and I just moaned in agreement because, fuck, that's what I felt like. My body was just there for their pleasure, and I was loving every second of being used like that.

They didn't pull out to finish; they came in me, on me, all over me. I could feel cum dripping down my legs, my chin, just everywhere. One guy even jerked off over my tits, and I felt it land on my nipples. After what felt like hours, they were done, and I was left there, a sweaty, sticky mess, the bedsheets ruined beneath me, soaked with their cum and my own juices.

Quinton untied me, and we just lay there, me still blindfolded, laughing about how wild it was. I felt so used, so slutty, and so fucking satisfied. But we weren't done yet; there was still some life in those cocks. Quinton whispered in my ear, "One more round?" and I was all in.

The second time was even more intense. They knew my body now, knew how to make me scream. One guy decided to use my mouth again, but this time, he was more aggressive, fucking my throat until I was gagging, tears streaming down my face, but I was loving it. Another guy was back in my pussy, but he was slower, teasing, making me beg for it before he really started pounding.

At one point, I had three guys on me at once - one in my mouth, one in my pussy, and one in my ass. It was overwhelming, the feeling of three cocks inside my body. I came hard, my body shaking, moans muffled by the cock in my mouth. They kept going, using me until they were all finished again.

Finally, it was over. The room was silent except for our heavy breathing. I could feel the cum all over me, drying, making my skin sticky. Quinton took off my blindfold. Everyone was gone except for him at this point and we spent the next hour showering together and talking more about the things we wanted to experience. Honestly I'm so glad I met him. I needed a friend like him.