A husband gives his wife a BBC gangbang for her 40th birthday
As my wife approached her 40th birthday back in 1996, she began to express concerns that she was no longer as attractive as she had once been. I tried to tell her it was not true and that she was even sexier than ever.
She was 5-4, about 150 pounds, had 38DD breasts, and a nice, full ass. She had shoulder-length dark brown hair, brown eyes, and skin that looked like an 18-year-old’s, thanks to her skincare routine.
Guys looked at her wherever she went, and I knew what they were thinking as she walked by. Her body was as sexy as it had ever been. Her tits and ass just screamed “Fuck me” to any man who saw her. In fact, just a month earlier, we had gone to a Philadelphia Phillies game, and I overheard four young Black men talk about what they would like to do with her.
“Why didn’t you tell me that then?” she asked when I told her about the young men.
“What would you have done? Invited them to come home with us?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Maybe that is just what I need,” came her reply.
“If that’s what you want, we can make it happen,” I told her.
“No. But it’s good to think about,” Sue said.
Two weeks later, we were watching TV and began talking about her aging concerns.
“Were you serious when you said what you did about the four Black guys?” she asked.
It took me a second to realize what she was asking me.
“Are you telling me you want a gangbang with Black men?”
“I think so. I’ve been thinking about that non-stop since you told me about those guys at the baseball game. I think it is something I’d like to do while I can. Can you set something up for me?”
“Sure,” I replied. “I wouldn’t mind watching that.”
“No. You can’t watch. I’ll be too self-conscious and inhibited if I know you are there watching. I want to feel like I can let myself go and do what feels right.”
I told her I understood her point and that I would see what I could do. I suggested that since her birthday was coming up in a few weeks, it could be my birthday present to her.
This was back in the days of AOL chat rooms, and I had often seen chat rooms created by groups of men who enjoyed treating horny women to gangbangs. I browsed the rooms and found one from a group of Black men just outside of Wilmington, Delaware.
“That looks good,” I thought to myself. “It’s about an hour’s drive from here, so it is an easy trip, but far enough away that there was little likelihood anyone we knew would see us. I posted a message in the group, and it was not long before one of the guys sent me a private message.
I told him what I was looking for and what Sue wanted. I sent him a photo of her, a description of her body, what she wanted, and that we wanted it to happen on her 40th birthday weekend.
After a couple of minutes, I got his reply.
“Sounds good to us. I’ve already got a bunch of guys who say they want to be a part of it. We love women her age,” he wrote. “Leave everything to me.”
Three days later, I got an email from him that described the plan. They had booked a suite at a hotel located just off I-95 in Delaware. It was one of those hotels that had entrances to the parking lot so that no one would have to walk through the lobby. He had invited 15 guys to the gangbang but said not everyone would be able to make it. Inviting 15 meant we would be sure to have enough guys to make it fun for her. All the guys were Black, most had large cocks, and they all knew how to give women what they wanted.
Sue was extremely excited the day of her gangbang. I asked her several times if she was sure she wanted to go through with it.
“Not really,” she said,”But we’ve taken it this far that I am going to do it and see what happens.”
We got in her car and I drove an hour to the hotel. I knocked on the door at 9 p.m., and when it opened, I saw at least a dozen guys inside. One of the men asked if she had any limits.
“No,” Sue said. “Do whatever you want.”
I quickly added, “Just nothing that injures her. Anything else is OK.”
The guy who organized it took her into the bedroom and emerged a couple of minutes later holding a bag with her clothes inside.
“Take these,” he said. “She won’t be needing them. You can bring them back tomorrow morning.”
With that, he pushed me out the door and told me to be there by 10:30 the next morning so she could be out by checkout time.
“She’ll have a great time,” he said.
I drove home trying to imagine what they were doing to her in that room. I knew I would have a hard time falling asleep, so I started to watch TV.
About midnight, I decided to log on to AOL. As soon as I did, I got a private message from the gangbang organizer.
“We’re all having a lot of fun. Sue is having a great time. She’s a great little slut. The guys love her tits and are having fun using her. She even went airtight with us.”
I could not wait to see her as I drove back to the hotel the next morning. There was a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door but I knocked anyway. The door opened. I walked in and saw Sue standing naked behind the door. She looked tired but had a big grin on her face.
“Have a good time?” I asked.
“The best,” she replied enthusiastically. “Did you bring my clothes?”
“Of course. Here they are,” I said as I handed her the bag.
As we walked to the car, I noticed she was walking a bit gingerly.
“I’m pretty sore,” she said. “I got quite a workout last night.”
Once we pulled back onto I-95 North, I asked her to fill me in on what had happened during the night.
“No way,” she said. That’s my secret and it is going to stay that way.”