The Gangbang Bundle (4 explicit double stuffed group sex stories) (6 page)

“I don’t think I’d like that.” Melanie says, wrinkling her nose.

“That’s because you’re still practically a virgin!” I say. “How many times have you had sex? Four? Five?”

She blushes, shaking her pretty brunette head. “I refuse to answer.”

“Yeah, Mel,” Valerie says. “Once being fucked isn’t quite so new to you, you might appreciate something a little different. Like my threesome with Russell and Angelo Thompson.” She licks her lips, squirming in her seat a little.

“Oh yeah, you’ve managed to have crazy hot sex on a babysitting job too! What is it with you guys?” I ask, looking from Val to Kat and back again.

Kat shrugs. “I don’t know, Renee. I did figure that Valerie would hit it off with Russell and Angelo, so I can take some credit for that one. But Bruce North was pretty unexpected. One second he was yelling at me about some stupid schedule, the next I had his cock in my mouth.”

“I have to admit that I’m a little jealous. Paul’s been out of town for three weeks now, and won’t be back for three more. I’m getting a little desperate for sex here.” I whine.

“Shower head?” Valerie asks, but I shake my head.

“I’ve been taking three showers a day. It’s just not enough. I’ve got the kind of itch that only a good, hard dick can scratch.”

“Well, you’ve got a babysitting job on Friday night, right?” Melanie asks brightly. “Maybe something will happen!”

“Your optimism is sweet, Mel, but I highly doubt it. Things like that never happen to me.” I toss my long red hair behind my shoulder. “I think I’m just doomed to horny desperation for the next few weeks. I apologize in advance if I start begging any of you to fuck me!” I cry, and me and the girls burst into peals of laughter.

***

T
he weekend rolls around quickly, which means babysitting time.

I got home from class around four thirty, which gave me more than enough time to get ready for my Friday night babysitting job.

First, I took a nice, long shower. I used the removable shower head, as always, but my orgasm was perfunctory at best, and didn’t leave me feeling anywhere near satisfied. Just even more desperate for the real thing.
Sigh
.

I got myself dressed in the bathroom, pulling on a pair of tight blue jeans and a thin white tank top. I ignored the army of haircare products that line the vanity, and I braided my long, red hair while it was still damp. When I take the braid out in a few hours, I’ll have great loose waves. Easy and effortless, that’s my beauty motto.

I used just a little bit of mascara to make my light hazel eyes pop, and swiped on some vanilla flavored lip balm.

Done.

It’s a nice evening, so I decide to walk to my job instead of take the bus. Twenty minutes later, I’m heading up the walkway of the Quinn house. I ring the doorbell, and a middle aged woman answers a moment later.

“Hi, you must be Renee! I’m Linda, come on in!” She smiles warmly, leading me into the house.

I follow her through a very standard suburban home, moderately sized with homey, welcoming decor.

“So, you’ll be watching our two youngest tonight, Billy and Caitlin. We have one more, Kyle, but he’s twenty one and has his own apartment across town. Anyway, they’re good kids, so you shouldn’t have any trouble. But just in case, I left mine and Dave’s cell phone numbers on the table, along with their pediatrician.” She waves in the direction of the table, and I nod.

A man who I assume is Dave comes into the kitchen. He puts an arm around Linda and gives her a quick peck on the cheek. He’s about the same age as Linda, probably around forty or forty five. He’s balding, a little paunchy, and a little geeky looking.

I sigh. While they seem like an incredibly nice couple, I definitely don’t think I’ll be getting any unexpected crazy sex tonight.

Oh well. I hope the shower head at home is ready for more.

“I just said goodnight to the kids, so we’re all set.” Dave says to Linda, then turns to me. “We left some money for a pizza on the table. The kids are upstairs in Billy’s room. We should be home around midnight.” He gives me a smile before ushering his wife out the door.

***

B
abysitting the Quinn children turns out to be super easy. Linda was right, Billy and Caitlin are really good kids. We order a pizza, play a rousing game of Monopoly, watch a Disney movie, and they go to bed without argument.

Once the kids are asleep, I consider texting Paul to see if he’s up for phone sex, but decide against it. My hand’s been just as unfulfilling as the shower head lately, and I know it’ll just leave me even more frustrated.

So I kill time with the television until Dave and Linda return at twelve o’clock on the dot.

They thank me, pay me, and send me on my way.

I know that I should be happy about such a smooth evening, but I still can’t help but feel a little disappointed. Val and Kat both had seemingly innocent babysitting jobs end in such wild, hot sex. I really was hoping that I’d be as lucky as them for once.

As I’m walking down the Quinn driveway, I see a pair of headlights pull in, heading towards me. I step to the side to make room.

The red Jeep slows to a stop beside me, and I see that it’s filled with four guys about my age.

Hm, maybe my luck is changing...

The driver leans out of the window, eyeing me up and down. I recognize his face from a Quinn family portrait hanging in their living room.

“You must be the older brother, Kyle.” I say, eyeing him right back. He’s got boyish good looks, dirty blonde hair, bright blue eyes, athletic build. I’d guess he plays some kind sport. Mmmm, I do love athletes.

“And who are you?” He asks, his tone flirtatious. His three friends lean over to check me out.

“Renee, the babysitter.” I tilt my head, checking out his friends. They’re all young, muscular and good looking, like Kyle.

I still feel all four pairs of eyes trailing over my body, taking in every inch of me. Someone else might feel unconscious under the gazes of four hot guys at once, but I am totally enjoying it. I square my shoulders, pushing my breasts out.

“Well, Renee the babysitter, I think my friends and I would like to get to know you. Want to go for a ride with us?” Kyle asks, raising a sandy blonde eyebrow. His blue eyes are glittering and he gives me a crooked, mischievous smile.

I look at Kyle for a moment, then let my gaze fall to each one of his sexy friends. My heart begins to race. I’ve never done anything like this before. I’ve never even been part of a threesome! But tonight, having four guys on me,
and in me
, sounds like exactly what I need. I feel myself getting wet at the thought of it.

“Why not?” I shrug, then hop into the backseat with Kyle’s friends.

***

I
learn that Kyle’s friends are Mike, John and Chuck. The four of them are college seniors and share an apartment. They’re all on the lacrosse team together.

We drive around for a little while, making small talk, joking around, and listening to the radio. I’m sandwiched between Mike and John, and totally enjoying the feel of two solid, strong bodies pressed against me.

“So Renee,” Kyle asks, looking at me through the rearview mirror. “Are you up for some fun?” He slows the car to a stop, pulling into an empty parking lot. I realize that we’re at the park, which is completely deserted at this time of night.

Mike, John, Chuck and Kyle all turn to face me. I look from one, to the other, to the other, to the other, and I’m overwhelmed by the abundance of good looks, strong, sexy bodies, and testosterone. I feel that familiar itch deep in my pussy, and I know that these four are up to the task of scratching it.

“Sure, I’m in,” I nod, a coy smile playing on my lips. “Come on, let’s go have some fun.”

I climb over Mike, out of the Jeep, and stroll over to the picnic tables. I make sure to swing my hips, since I know all four of them are checking out my ass as they follow me.

The park is totally quiet except for our quiet footsteps in the soft grass and the sound of crickets in the field. I stop at the closest picnic table, leaning against it. The four of them form a semicircle around me.

My eyes shift from one to the next. Kyle’s got boy next door good looks, all blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. Chuck’s the tallest, with striking green eyes and black hair. Mike’s got adorable dimples. John’s a little stockier, like he could be a football player.

“So, what kind of fun do you guys have in mind?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. As if I don’t already know.

Kyle steps toward me, closing the distance between us. He’s so close that I can smell him, a mixture of clean soap and raw, young masculinity. It’s intoxicating, and I breathe deeply. I feel my pussy get a little damp when I think about how I’m going to ride him later.

“Well, there’s something that I’m dying to find out.” He says, his blue eyes sparkling. “Does the carpet match the drapes?”

Laughter erupts from his friends, and I have to fight myself to keep from rolling my eyes. As a natural redhead, I’ve certainly never heard
that
one before.
Not
.

But I resist the urge to give a bitchy reply. That might kill the mood, and I desperately want this to happen. Instead, I raise an eyebrow and step even closer to Kyle, so close that our bodies are just barely touching.

“You won’t find any carpet here.” I say, and I can feel his cock begin to stir against me. I smirk. “But if you’d like to discuss flooring, I can tell you my favorite kind.” I snake a hand down between us, and he sucks in a quick breath. His dick springs to attention under my touch.

“Hard. Wood.” I say, punctuating each word with a firm stroke.

Kyle lets out a guttural groan, pushing his erection into me. His hands go to my face and he tilts my chin up. His lips crash into mine, and he forces my mouth open with his tongue. I kiss him back, matching his enthusiasm.

Mike, John and Chuck all move in closer. One of them, I can’t be sure who, comes behind me, and I feel a solid, strong body pressed against my back. I feel the beginning of an erection against my ass, so I wiggle myself back into it as I continue to kiss Kyle.

Another one, I think Chuck, is on my right side. He leans in close, brings his mouth to my neck. He licks an expert pattern that makes me moan, and I reach my hand down to rub at his crotch, his dick coming alive against my hand.

And the last man is at my left side. He grabs my shirt and pulls it up over my breasts. I’m not wearing a bra, and I shiver when the chilly night air hits my bare chest. My nipples go hard, and it’s only a moment before a hand takes one, rolling my pink nub between thumb and forefinger.

I break my kiss with Kyle to let out a moan, basking in the feel of eight strong hands moving over my body, groping and eager to touch every inch of me.

I turn my head to the right and Chuck’s mouth finds mine. He kisses me deeply.

Kyle licks a trail from my neck down to my breast, then takes a nipple into his mouth. He flicks his tongue against it and I groan, pushing my chest against him.

I’ve got a dick in each hand, one pressed into my backside, and one against my front. I’m surrounded by rock hard erections that are hungry for me, and I’m loving every second of it.

There are hands at the button fly of my jeans, hastily undoing them. Someone slides them, along with my panties, down my legs.

I hastily kick out of them, and I’m completely naked. The hands groping at my body become more insistent, the cocks pressed against me grow even harder.

And I’m getting wetter and wetter by the second.

I pull back from my kiss with Chuck and look at the four men surrounding me.

“Your turn.” I say, biting my lip. “Strip for me.”

Kyle, John, Mike and Chuck are quick to obey, shedding their clothes in mere moments. When they’re all naked, I take them in with greedy eyes, slowly, one at a time. All four of them are in amazing shape, strong, athletic and well muscled. And they’re all for me. I lick my lips, feeling a combination of appreciation and anticipation. I’m definitely ready to take things to the next level.

I turn to Mike. “Lay down.” I instruct, and he gets down on the grass. I move so that I have one foot on either side of his head, and slowly lower myself down.

I go to my knees and straddle his face, my sopping pussy positioned directly above his mouth. His hands go to my hips and he guides me the rest of the way. He trails his tongue along my slit, then pushes past my folds, kissing me deeply.

I throw my head back and moan, groping my own breasts. Kyle, Chuck and John close in around me, their dicks leading the way.

I reach out and take Kyle’s in one hand, Chuck’s in the other. I stroke from the base to the tip of each one, slowly. Twin groans are heard when I swirl my thumbs over their throbbing tips in unison.

John moves his cock toward me, demanding attention of his own. I lean forward and take him into my mouth, licking his shaft as I swallow him down.

I’m circling my hips, grinding my pussy against Mike’s probing tongue as I work on the three beautiful dicks in front of me. There’s a chorus of grunts and moans as I’m pumping them.

I pull my head back, swirl my tongue over the head of John’s penis before I move my mouth to Chuck’s erection. I take him into my mouth, and he thrusts himself as deep as he can go. I bob my head back and forth, licking and sucking for a few moments before I switch to Kyle’s dick.

I repeat this several times, moving from cock to cock to cock with my mouth, always stroking the other two with my hands.

While I’ve got Chuck’s dick in my mouth for the third time, Kyle presses his against my cheek, then against my lips. I open as wide as I can, and he crams himself into my mouth with Chuck. I swirl my tongue from one to the other, and both men gasp. They both dig fingers into my hair, pulling me toward their own cock.

Mike’s still working my pussy, and he inserts two fingers, rubbing at my inner walls. His tongue moves to my clit, where he laps hungrily.

I gyrate against him, grinding into his face as I feel heat rising up my body. I’m sucking and pumping the dicks in front of me faster and faster as I feel the pressure building within my body.