Chapter 4: Taking One For The Team
As part of my preparation for my planned extreme gangbang, I decided to tag along to one and watch. I was anticipating a few people involved to be a part of mine, so wanted to get a taste of what I would be dealing with, maybe join in so they could see me in action, too. This is still on the same day as the previous chapter.
We met up in Bar Vodka, chatted a little, waiting for people to arrive. I had to pop off briefly, but came back quickly, just in time to be escorted to a room in the hotel. There were six of us, three girls and three guys. Not a great turnout, especially as I wasn’t intending to get involved straight away, but it was a bit of a spur of the moment event, I think. I took a seat, watching the fun unfold.
There was a problem though. One if the guys clearly wasn’t aware of what was happening. His English was poor, not forming sentences. He kept telling one of the girl he loved her, how hot she was, and asking her for skype *facepalm*. We all tried to ignore him as the other four got busy with each other, kissing, groping, and stripping. Eventually I lost patience, realising that this idiot would ruin the whole experience.
There was only one thing I could do, sadly. I walked to the bed, and beckoned him over. I hopped in and he followed. I needed to keep him busy, but didn’t want to have to do anything to break my rules (my pussy is off limits to guys still). I told him I would do one pose, then take him somewhere else. I chose the boobjob, because I hate giving them irl, and hated what I was doing then, so it made sense.
I gave him probably the best experience he will have on the game, spending a while on each bit, giving him great detail, worshipping him… I felt sick, but it was to help a friend so I persevered. I built up and up, got him really excited. Just before it gave him the option to take control, I stopped, massaging him gently with my boobs. I told him I would leave the bed, and meet him outside the room. Then I would give him my skype (yes, he was asking for that all the way through, as well as telling me how amazing I was), and then take him somewhere else for a better show.
So I left the bed, lured him over to the door, told him I would meet him outside. He took the bait, left the room, and I returned to watch the fun. I ended up making some plans with somebody else and left soon after. But while I may not had had any fun, and didn’t really get to watch anything, I did leave feeling good that I had helped out a friend, and hopefully future friends also.
As part of my preparation for my planned extreme gangbang, I decided to tag along to one and watch. I was anticipating a few people involved to be a part of mine, so wanted to get a taste of what I would be dealing with, maybe join in so they could see me in action, too. This is still on the same day as the previous chapter.
We met up in Bar Vodka, chatted a little, waiting for people to arrive. I had to pop off briefly, but came back quickly, just in time to be escorted to a room in the hotel. There were six of us, three girls and three guys. Not a great turnout, especially as I wasn’t intending to get involved straight away, but it was a bit of a spur of the moment event, I think. I took a seat, watching the fun unfold.
There was a problem though. One if the guys clearly wasn’t aware of what was happening. His English was poor, not forming sentences. He kept telling one of the girl he loved her, how hot she was, and asking her for skype *facepalm*. We all tried to ignore him as the other four got busy with each other, kissing, groping, and stripping. Eventually I lost patience, realising that this idiot would ruin the whole experience.
There was only one thing I could do, sadly. I walked to the bed, and beckoned him over. I hopped in and he followed. I needed to keep him busy, but didn’t want to have to do anything to break my rules (my pussy is off limits to guys still). I told him I would do one pose, then take him somewhere else. I chose the boobjob, because I hate giving them irl, and hated what I was doing then, so it made sense.
I gave him probably the best experience he will have on the game, spending a while on each bit, giving him great detail, worshipping him… I felt sick, but it was to help a friend so I persevered. I built up and up, got him really excited. Just before it gave him the option to take control, I stopped, massaging him gently with my boobs. I told him I would leave the bed, and meet him outside the room. Then I would give him my skype (yes, he was asking for that all the way through, as well as telling me how amazing I was), and then take him somewhere else for a better show.
So I left the bed, lured him over to the door, told him I would meet him outside. He took the bait, left the room, and I returned to watch the fun. I ended up making some plans with somebody else and left soon after. But while I may not had had any fun, and didn’t really get to watch anything, I did leave feeling good that I had helped out a friend, and hopefully future friends also.
