I Thought I Hated Gangbangs

 

I've been into swinging and kink for decades now and during that time whenever I got an invite to a gangbang I always turned them down without hesitation. Why? In part because of nerves but also because a part of me always felt a bit offended. I always pictured them as cold and impersonal and with the way my ego is mapped out I have no interest in just being a number in a line up. That doesn't feel the least bit sexy or horny from my perspective.

 

That said when I've looked back I have indeed been in gangbangs two in total and I had a fucking amazing time. I realised afterwards that on both occasions it was because they happened organically after I'd got to know the greedy girls in question. Although very temporary a connection had been made and for me that makes all the difference.

 

I get how anonymity can be horny as fuck but for me that only works in specific scenarios or when roles have been flipped. Which leads me on the the point of this little update.

 

I LOVE GANGBANGS

 

It's dawned on me that I'm starting to crave greedy girls as much as I do other men's wives (always in an ENM context). However there is a catch, the greedy girl needs to be MY greedy girl for the gangbang scenario to be an automatic turn on for me. I always get turned on when my women friends tell me about their naughty adventure and the closer we are the more of a turn on it is for me.

 

How did this revelation present itself to me? Well this month I went to a swinging club with a good friend. I told her to enjoy herself and and to unleash her inner s**t if so inclined. Boy did she unleash, I purposely got her to suck my cock in the club's cinema room with her arse in the air. She said yes to every man that approached her and as long as he had a condom ready I gave my blessing. The lust I felt was intoxicating and to say I'm hooked would be an understatement.

 

I'm out again with another friend soon. Now I've never been one to go to a club with any expectation. As a solo-poly I'm quite content to take the slow approach and from my perspective I consider a nice chat in a naughty environment a success. However ;-)

The Sub Version of Me....out there somewhere in the multiverse

There's a sub version of me. I know this to be true because that's how my journey into kink first started. I had a deep deep desire to to worship and serve a sexually liberated woman...fantasized constantly about what it would feel like to be teased within an inch of my life and pegged without mercy. So one memorable night at a swingers social hosted by a couple I found a lady willing to be my guide.

She self identified as a nympho with an insatiable appetite. I loved the idea of being teased with maximum cruelty and denied the kind of access to her that she gave so freely to others that she deemed worthy. She was rather intrigued by the idea of having one of her conquests to use at her beck and call. She didn't think I had a dominant bone in my body it looked like a perfect match. So began our three year relationship.

It started off well enough she was like a wild creature that can't be tamed and that wildness was part of her beauty. But then there was an unexpected twist. Within her was an inner sub screaming to be let out......and much to the surprise of both of us somewhere deep in my subconscious was a Dom. He was a crafty little fellow because up until that point I had no idea of his existence...but once he awoke there was no putting him back into Pandora's box.

The next three years were.....the depravity ooooooohh boy.

Long long ago that was. By the way this is when the Bull within me was born. I'd met couples before but prior to having a sub the cerebral nature of cuckolding went right over my head. I just didn't get it.

BUT that sub is still there dormant but not hiding. Now and then reminding me that he's still there waiting patiently for the right opportunity to express himself.

Out there in the multiverse I wonder what the sub version of me is up to, whatever it is I've no doubt he's having his fair share of fun.

Filthy perv lolol.