I've always been very sexual since I was young but after I started experiencing group sex, there was no going back for me. My introduction to gangbangs happened when I was doing graduate studies in the UK, I partied a lot and had a lot of casual sex and then I was introduced to group sex and I just loved it and enjoyed it so much -- I was quite an eyecatcher in the 90s and a bit exotic to horny male English guys of all ages and I became quite famous or infamous as I can take as many guys as I you can line up when I am in the mood -- thus they started calling me the Gangbang Queen of Brighton or sometimes even of the entire Sussex County.
Scott, who was one my regular dates then, sort of introduced me to gangbangs. We've already done a lot of romping in parties but mostly just the two of us or sometime a threesome until Scott brought me to another friend's place. It was late in the afternoon and was already dark. There was a small party going on, 6 guys and 3 of us girls. There was wine and beer and the typical English party finger food of sausage rolls, mini cakes, shortbread, cheese, ham, chips, and crisps.
The party started way earlier before we got there. We were at the tail end of it based on the conversations and chat that I really could no longer follow. There was a point I even wondered why Scott and I even bothered to come when we could have perfectly enjoyed ourselves at his place. But, I thought, I suppose he missed his friends who he seemed very fond of. Especially, the three guys we seem to converse with more than the others.
After a while, the girl and guy pair left followed by the other girl and guy pair. So it was just me, Scott, and three guys left. We continued drinking for a bit. The room felt warmer. Maybe it was the wine or maybe it was the looks the guys were giving me and the bulge in their pants that I could see. Scott was also touchy feely.
At some point he said, "It's my turn to get drinks," as we were almost out. I stood up to join him. He kissed me hard in the mouth and said, "You don't need to go," and smiled. He added, "You should stay and those guys will take care of you. I will be back in a jiff."
I stayed and was given the last glass of wine. I told the three guys, "I better slow down and wait for Scott, I think I may be starting to have a headache."