Lori's Gang Bang
by Anymouse
Copyright© 2025 by Anymouse
Erotica Sex Story: A woman and her husband devise a plan to fulfill her desire for group sex, and so the erotica begins...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Drunk/Drugged Sharing Wife Watching Gang Bang Interracial Black Male White Male Hispanic Male White Couple Cream Pie Exhibitionism Oral Sex Pregnancy Size Small Breasts .
I had Lori write this story from her point of view. I hope you like it.
After my first threesome, we had a lot to talk about. I loved being the center of attention, even if I was a little shy at first. I had never done more than one guy at a time and had the others watch me at the same time. Matt and I tried to make the “magic” happen a few more times, but sometimes the guys had trouble getting it up with “stage fright”.
One week when we were on a trip, I noticed that the motel we stayed at overnight had several rooms occupied by out-of-town workers. I asked Matt about it, and he said that a lot of guys work out of town Monday through Friday. Most were married, and their wives understood that. That gave me an idea.
I explained to Matt what my idea was. We could rent 2 rooms that were adjoining. One we could use to fuck in, and the other is where the men could hang out and wait their turn. That way, the man having sex with me would not be in front of his buddies, and he would be easier to control.
“What would you say to get them interested?” Matt asked? “Hey, how about some pussy down in my room?”
“It might just be that easy,” I responded.
We would offer them some beer and chips. They could hang out, and I could invite one in at a time.
“Do you want to have them wear condoms?” Matt asked.
“Would you like me to go bareback again?”
“You know I would.”
“You know we have been lucky so far ... no STD’s and I have not gotten pregnant.”
“I know.”
“And you are suggesting that I have risky sex with total strangers?”
“Yes, I would like that.”
“What is it about me having sex unprotected that turns you on so much?”
“It’s hard to say. I love seeing their cum in you.” “It is concrete evidence of you allowing them to be intimate with you.”
“How about if I use a diaphragm, then you get to see the cum, and I won’t get pregnant?” I added.
“I guess that is also part of it, the risk of it all.” “To see not only their cum, but to know that there is a risk, maybe a small one, that they could get you pregnant.”
“To tell you the truth, it is kind of a sick thrill, I enjoy it also.” I replied.
“Tell you what Matt, I will go unprotected if they choose not to wear a condom, but you must go down on me after every time ... agreed?”
“You want me to eat strange men’s cum out of your pussy?”
“Hey, you want those same strange men to try and knock your wife up, so what’s the difference ... Do you agree?”
“Agreed! No matter how many loads, I will go down on you.”
We talked about the ground rules and we agreed to try it right after my next period. I like the risk, but not a sure thing, and do it when I am ovulating.
A few weeks later, we went to a town the next state over and drove around until we found a motel that had plenty of workers staying there. We checked in and got two adjoining rooms on the end. That evening I watched as the work trucks came in and I sized up the workers in each crew. I found a GMC crew cab that had 6 guys working there. All white, 3 were in their 20s, 2 were in their 30s, and one guy that looked late 40s. They were outside unloading their truck from a day’s work and I decided to make my offer.
I had selected to wear my pink bikini top and a ribbed white tank top (wife beaters you call them) and a pair of frayed short shorts and blue jeans. Matt says that my butt is my best feature, despite my smallish B-cup boobs. I lit a cigarette and left the room and told Matt to wish me luck.
I made sure I walked by them to get their attention. I then turned around and asked if they knew where the ice machine was located?
“Around the corner” one replied.
“OK, thanks ... I need to cool down some beer.”
“Would you like a cold one now?”
“I would love one, thanks.”
“Come on, we have a cooler in the room.”
I turned to follow him, and I entered the room. He walked over and got a beer. There were 2 other men there. I took the beer and thanked him. I asked them where they were from and what they were doing here. They were workers from a town several hundred miles away. I said that it must be a tough life, only getting laid on the weekends when they get home.
One guy smiled, “Yeah, if then, my old lady is always too busy.”
“What do you guys find to do in the evening to occupy your time?”
“Not much, we go out and grab a bite and watch TV.”
“It’s too expensive to go to bars, and by the time you find a girl, it’s so late you don’t want to get up at 4 a.m. and go to work.”
By now, I had 4 guys in the room, so I decided to make my pitch.
“Tell you guys what, I think we can work together to meet each other’s needs.”
“What’s that?”
I took a drag from my cigarette and replied, “I imagine that you all would like nothing better than some cold beer and free pussy.”
“What are you, a hooker?”
“Nope, I said free.”
I explained to them that I loved to fuck or be fucked by many men at one time, and my husband liked to watch. He would not join in or be gay or anything. He would watch in a dark corner and be there to keep me safe.
I explained that we had two rooms and they could hang out and watch TV and have a beer. I would come out and take them into the room one at a time. I told them that my tubes were tied and that condoms would be optional, and that I would prefer them not to wear them, but they had the choice. I told them no rough talk, no stupid drunks, and no anal. I would blow them if they took off the condom, and I was a swallower.
“So what do you get out of this?”
“Same as you, I want to get laid ... more is better than few.”
“Sounds good, when and where?”
“Go and get you some dinner and take a shower, meet me at room 156 in two hours.” I added, “And don’t show up wasted, I want some quality dick, not a sloppy drunk.”
“How many of you want to be in on this?”
“We got 6 in our crew. I have to find the other 2 guys and ask. We are all for it.”
“Good. See you at 7 p.m., Room 156.”
I walked out and headed back to Matt. I walked into the door, and he looked as if he was going to explode with curiosity.
“Well?”
“They will be here in 2 hours. Let’s get the room set up.”
I changed into a pink thong and matching sheer pink shorty outer robe. This would show off my butt and my tan lines. I put on my anklet and clear high-heel shoes. I looked at myself in the mirror. My 34B boobs were still firm with only a little sag. I had been debating going one size up. Matt told me that if I had a boob job, I should get a set of D’s or maybe DD’s. I was still undecided.
Right on time, there was a knock at the door. I opened up the door and let in 5 men. I asked where the 6th guy was.
“He decided not to come. He just got married and would not take a chance.”
I said that it was okay. I showed them the beer and soda cooler and the chips. I told them to have a seat. I walked over and lit a cigarette (I was just a bit nervous). I told them it was okay to smoke. I got a beer and opened it.
“Any questions?”
“We’re not going to be raided, are we?”
“Nope, don’t think so.”
“Do you boys like what you see?”
Several smiled and nodded. I spun around to show off my body and my butt. I gave my butt a little slap.
“Not bad for a MILF with 3 kids, huh.”
“Okay, who wants to be first?” “Come on, don’t be shy.”
I walked over and took the hand of the youngest of the group.
“You’re elected. Come and join me for some fun.”
I led him through the door into the adjoining room. I could see Matt half-hidden in the dark side of the room. I slid off my pink sheer mesh robe. I sat on the side of the bed and began to undo his belt. I got his pants down around his knees and pulled out a very stiff cock.
“I bet you please a lot of girls with this, don’t you?”
“My share.”
I began to work my tongue around his head and then onto his shaft. Soon I had the whole cock in my mouth and was blowing him. After I had him good and worked up, I stopped.
“Well, please, this little girl with that.”
As he finished getting undressed, I slid on up in the middle of the bed.
“There are condoms on the nightstand.”
“Are you sure you cannot get pregnant?”
“I’m sure.” I winked over to Matt and smiled.
“Well, I like to feel the woman I am fucking.”
I let him slide off my thong panties and he had spread my legs. My pussy was already soaked as he slid his cock around the opening. Matt had shaved me clean earlier that day.
It felt fantastic as he slid his young cock into me. I glanced over at Matt, hoping he was in a good spot to see the action. I began to relax and enjoy all the cocks ahead.
The young guy took me on long strokes, fast and hard. I knew he could not last long and I was right. He groaned and dumped his load in me. I could feel the warmth as it shot in me.
He got up and got off the bed and asked, “Can we get seconds?”
“You sure can, I will be here as long as you all can get it up.”
He got his boxers and his pants on.
“Want me to send in the next one?”
“No, I want to clean up a bit, don’t want to give you boys sloppy seconds.”
He walked out and I got up and walked over to Matt. I took him by the hand and let him to the bed. I lit a cigarette and I told him to lie back on the bed.
“I can already feel his load starting to run out, get ready to catch it ... open up.”
I spread my legs and straddled Matt’s mouth. I took a long drag off the cigarette, exhaled and squeezed my pussy muscles.
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