Gang Bang Club – Preliminary
It had been several months since the Erotic Exotic Ball. We had seen each other at work but had not really had a conversation beyond common office small talk. Perhaps people were reluctant to admit what had transpired that night or, while excited by their behavior, not quite sure how others were reacting. All of us had pushed our limits that night.
Irene broke the ice and organized an after work happy hour. California experienced some early spring weather that day and we decided to meet after work for margaritas at a local bar with an outside patio to enjoy the sun. Irene had asked me to meet her earlier than the rest. She had something to discuss. I arrived and ordered drinks for both of us.
Irene is a Japanese-American 3rd generation born in the Los Angeles. She is slim, 5’ 6” tall and possesses a body trimmed from years of competitive distance running. Her smile warmed me as she found our table. She was outfitted in a nice pair of sunglasses, a white silk blouse and black knee length skirt appropriate for work but high enough to accentuate her tanned trim legs. My eyes had just taken in the tight sexy skin of her calf and lower thigh when she spoke.
“I wanted to get your opinion on something before everyone else showed up,” she whisper’s to me. “Remember when we last met as a group?” I nod, briefly reliving the unbelievably experience we had at the ball.
“I received an invitation to the Gang Bang Club and mentioned I was going to go for it! Well, as time passed it got harder and harder to do it and I started making up more and more reasons not to. I was conflicted. I had such a good time at the ball fucking all those guys and being so dirty. If I just focus on that night I’d love to have it happen over again. But something was stopping me. I finally decided to take little baby steps. I realized I didn’t have to commit to anything…. All I had to do was call.”
I nod attentively. The conversation has grabbed my attention. Irene continues, “I called two weeks ago and was impressed by the voice on the other end. She did not seem pushy or sleazy. Any case, she talked me into taking the next step and I had them send me out a package. I have a question and a favor to ask you. Ready?” I nod in agreement. I am catching up with the implications of her conversation.
Irene takes a deep breath and looks me in the eye. “First the favor!” I nod in anticipation. Irene continues, her voice nervous, “I decided I am going to do this with or without the other girls. As part of the deal I am allowed to bring one male friend with me…primarily for a sense of security although you can be in on the fun to. Will you do it?”
I agree. She looks relieved. “OK, next the question! I want to talk it over with everyone. Do you think I should tell them I am going to join?” We decide we need to find the right opening to revisit the Erotic Exotic Ball. If that goes well she might tell them. Only, if everyone seems content with their prior behavior and will not judge her harshly for wanting to get gang banged again.
I had just started to ask her what she had learned about the club when Nancy arrives. A cute mid-western blonde from Chicago, she is always up for a happy hour or party. Once you know Nancy you know her as a fun loving great lady with a wonderful sense of humor. Fortunately for her, she also has two great assets that make a stunning first impression. First, her face is cute with a smile that invites you to kiss her. Second is her amazing rack. Her breasts are easily 38D and she is well aware of their ability to catch and retain a guy’s attention.
Nancy wears a sleeveless blue check shirt and jeans. The simple outfit accentuates her facial beauty. She possesses a fuller figure that Irene but it is well proportioned to her magnificent breasts. Her jeans are not too tight and nicely highlight her curves. Her shirt strategically unbuttoned just above the point her breasts come together. Nancy’s boobs push outwards on the buttons holding them in. I try to catch a peak down her shirt to no avail. Just like everyone else at the bar, I hope that that last button will break and let her breasts out.
Nancy has barely taken her seat when Joan and Cory arrive. Roommates, their style of dress and demeanor make them appear as opposites in many ways. However, as we learned at the ball, they both have a large sexual appetite. Joan’s figure, flirty looks and frankness in sexual discussion make her appear “easier” than Cory. Joan is more uninhibited in her sexual encounters but is selective about who she has them with. She wears casual Friday attire of nice fitting blue jeans and a purple polo shirt. Both articles of clothing are not overly tight but that does not diminish the visual appeal of her outstanding ass and 34D breasts.
Cory presents herself as the young, innocent girl. Shorter brownish blonde hair is nicely cut in a girlish style that accentuates her cute face. She wears a one-piece dress, sleeves about mid arm and skirt just over the knee. We all chat while waiting for Arlene to make her expected late entrance. She is a stunningly good-looking blonde who knows she can captivate a room. As expected, she enters after a good crowd is present.
Already tan from the tanning salon she finds a seat in the sun and relaxes back into the chair. Arching her back, as if it is her natural position, she displays her breasts before sliding back into the seat. For the closing act of her grand entrance she gracefully stretches out one of her golden legs before crossing it over the other. Her long blonde hair sits gracefully on her shoulder, standing out against her white blouse. Small strands of hair drop over her neckline and fall against the skin of her upper chest and neck where her blouse is open. Again, the contrast with her tan is captivating.
She picks her clothes well. The blouse, unbuttoned to just below her bust, floats opens just enough to expose her upper chest and the top of her mounds. It is only when she leans forward that the blouse drops open giving you a nice view of her 34C boobs and her nice lacy bra. Her skirt is nicely tailored, fitting snuggly over her hips and flat stomach. The fabric accentuates her curves and figure. The khaki color is casual and sexy; the skirt rests at mid thigh when she is standing. As she crosses her legs and pulls the upper one in tight the dress rides up, just enough to expose most of her outer thigh but not enough to give anyone a peak. She knows how to work a room.
We consume several pitchers and discuss work, office gossip, etc. Everything but what happened that night in San Francisco. Nancy gets up to leave. She had a hot date that night and intended to get lucky early. Irene seized the opportunity to steer the conversation towards the events of that night.
“So Nance, did you ever make that porno?” Irene questions, referring to the offer Nancy received for her performance at the charity fuck booth. Nancy blushes and then answers negatively. An awkward silence follows.
Irene pushes the issues, “Arlene, did you ever respond to the gang bang club?” Arlene answers no. But challenges the group back.
“OK, we need to talk about it sometime. The last time we saw each other we all agreed the only regret we had was not going further. I admit it I am not sure how people were feeling after that night. I regressed like everyone else.” Arlene confesses, leading the conversation forward.
“OK, we know Nancy didn’t do the porno shoot and Arlene has not joined the gang bang club. But, are you still curious about it?” Irene probes. Nancy and Arlene pause before confirming they are still thinking about it.
The group now talks in whispers. A new sexual tension has descended upon us. We are waiting for the next step when Cory says loudly, “Nancy, Irene and Arlene weren’t the only ones with an invitation!”
“Joan, did you do the photo shoot?” Cory asks her roommate. Joan nods slowly before explaining. She has everyone lean forward so she can whisper.
“I did the shoot three weeks ago. It was pretty good. The photographer’s studio was in an OK neighborhood, more warehouse than anything else. I wasn’t really sure until I saw the layout looked fairly professional.”
“What was the offer?” Cory asks trying to remember, “It was to pose in your leather outfit from the ball. But didn’t they also offer you more money to perform sex acts on film.” With that she starts to smirk.
“I only did the topless shots. That was really sexy. I was kind of nervous until we started. But the warmth of the lights and the makeup artist’s brush on my nipples started to get me really horny. They extended the offer to go farther. They had a guy on site that would fuck me. I was so horny I almost did it.” Joan pauses.
“Do you regret not doing it?” Nancy asks, the group eagerly awaits her response.
