Gangbang Girl’s Diary

It all seemed to happen so nonchalantly… I admit I ran with a rough crowd when I was younger. Since I was an overprotected girl from a wealthy family, I was eager to rebel as soon as my teens hit. There was such an incredible rush from doing illicit acts, I was instantly hooked! It started with trying cigarettes and shoplifting little items, and quickly turned to drinking beer, doing drugs, and giving blowjobs after class to the bad boys in school my parents had forbidden me to see!

By the 9th grade, I was skipping school most days and hanging with older friends who’d provide beer and pot. Often I’d hang at this one guy’s house; he was a high school drop-out named Josh. He had a filthy house that was probably condemnable, but that’s where all his misfit friends would hang out to drink and party. I began hanging out there frequently. The first time I’d seen someone having sex there I was shocked. Then I kinda got used to it. Sometimes I’d be one of the girls sneaking off to a bedroom to get fucked.

One day, I left school in the morning and headed to his place, walking right in the front door as usual. A few people I barely knew were hanging out in the dining room, smoking a joint. I went in further looking for Josh and anyone else I might know. In the living room were several guys, most of them wearing wife-beaters and baggy pants and drinking beer even though it wasn’t even lunchtime yet. They were smoking a joint, so I sat down hoping they’d share some with me.

“Where’s Josh?” I asked no one in particular.

“Uh, Josh is a little, uh, busy right now…” said one of them, a 6ft tall basketball player on the high school team.

Then I heard moans coming from the den and figured Josh was fucking some girl. She was moaning extremely loud; it sounded like he was giving it to her really hard! The guys started laughing nervously. I was the only girl in the room. The moaning went on as we smoked, and I couldn’t help but feel my pussy start to get wet at the lewd sound of fucking only a few rooms away. I could also feel the men eyeing me up, tearing my clothes off with their eyes as I sucked on the joint. My parents constantly bitched at me for the way I dressed — I was wearing tight, short shorts and a low cut tank top with a push-up bra and no panties.

“Hey Blondie, you like the sound of that?” said one of the guys across the room from me, a big black guy I’d never seen before. He gestured toward the den. I didn’t really know what to say… It was indeed turning me on.

“Uh, um, yeah…” I stammered.

“Yeah? Yeah? You do?” said one of the other guys, surprised. They seemed to be getting excited. I cleared my throat nervously as one of them got closer to me.

He handed me another rolled joint and told me to smoke as much as I wanted. So I lit it up and smoked as the moaning continued for another twenty minutes more. More reefers went around the room and I accepted a beer somebody handed me. Finally, the moans quieted down. Soon after, a tall, blond girl with make-up smeared all over her face wearing a wrinkled denim mini-skirt and tube top ran from the den and out the house, cum smeared on the back of her skinny thigh. The men laughed. Josh slowly wandered in, shirtless, wearing only his baggy jeans and drinking a beer.

“Allllright my man, you give it to her good? That chick was screamin’ like someone was murderin’ her ass,” said one of the guys near me.

“Yeah, you know it, man. Bitch lemme pile-drive her while I fucked her in the asshole and everything!” laughed Josh.