Chapter 1 — My Gangbang Experience
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. All characters are adults aged 18 or over.
I stumbled upon a daughter's Facebook group linked to an adult club, and after joining, I was soon invited to a regular gathering.
When I arrived at the designated place, I saw a few people lingering around, seemingly waiting.
Someone approached me and asked if I was a club member, then guided me toward a corner of the hotel café.
There, two men and three women in their early to mid-twenties sat together with one woman who appeared to be in her early thirties.
We exchanged light greetings, then headed toward two reserved rooms.
The men entered a heated room with a regular guest setup.
After taking turns showering, Daniel Kang—perhaps thinking I looked the youngest—asked me to go with him to get some beer.
I readily agreed and followed him out.
“We need to keep the mood going, so let’s grab about twelve bottles, just enough.”
“Got it.”
We returned with beer and snacks, then moved to the suite where the women had gone, joining the men already inside.
Opening the door, I saw soft lighting, one double bed, one single bed, and clean carpet covering the floor.
The women, having finished showering, wore nervous expressions, trying hard to appear calm. The 9 o’clock news played quietly on the TV.
I switched the channel to something else, while Daniel Kang tried to ease the awkwardness by opening beers and passing them around.
“Come on, everyone—don’t feel pressured. Just relax and let’s make tonight a wild one,” he said with a smile, raising his bottle for a toast.
As agreed beforehand, we submitted our health certificates to Daniel Kang and showed our IDs.
Once he confirmed everyone was clear, casual conversation began to flow, and the initial tension gradually faded.
Daniel Kang approached Sarah Park, gently wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
“You start and set the mood,” he said—suggesting they knew each other.
She didn’t respond. Without another word, he laid her down on the bed and slowly lifted her skirt.
She looked shy, covering her eyes with both hands, while everyone’s gaze fixed on her exposed legs.
“Come on, all of you—come over and touch her,” he invited, urging us toward her.
We cautiously reached out, trembling hands hovering over her panties.
When I lightly brushed her intimate area,
“Ah~~” escaped from her lips in a soft moan.
“You girls come here too and watch,” Daniel Kang called to the remaining three women.
They approached with wide, curious eyes, eager to see what would happen next.
The women he brought weren’t professionals, he had said—though I didn’t know their exact relationship.
Then, slowly, he began pulling down her panties. She lifted her hips to help him.
Thick black pubic hair filled our view.
Gently stroking the dark curls, he lifted her legs up. Her buttocks concealed the hair now, but her most private parts and anus were fully exposed to us.
“Everyone, come take a look at her pussy,” he said, spreading her legs wide. Her red inner flesh lay bare.
Without being told, we each reached out, fingertips carefully rubbing her exposed folds, visibly excited.
Her pussy began to glisten with wetness.
“Ah~~ Ah~~” Her moans grew deeper, more intense. He brought his erect penis to her lips.
“Ah~~ Ah~~ Mmm…” She sucked him like she was savoring a delicious ice cream. Watching her, I felt an uncontrollable surge of arousal.
I gently pulled Emma Yoon, one of the women watching nearby, toward me by the shoulder. She yielded easily, leaning into me.
The other two men each laid a woman down and began undressing them one by one.
“Ah~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~” Moans rose from every corner. Some had already penetrated, and the sounds of pleasure only intensified.
After some time, Daniel Kang suggested we switch partners. Exchanging one another freely,
we all began to revel in unstructured, boundless freedom—our own private world, our own private time.
I never imagined I’d witness sex scenes so up close…
The sensation of penetration differed with each woman, and that variety only heightened the thrill.
It was an experience unlike any other.