r/Utah_Gangbangs_nobots

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I knocked on the door right at 9pm. My heart was pounding. According to my watch it was 146 beats per minute, though I had just climbed three flights of stairs, so that might have helped. This was my first bukkake, and the nerves were real.

The husband opened the door and let me in. I was the first to arrive. The wife was already dressed in sexy lingerie and moving around the house getting things ready. She looked incredible. I had been there once before for the vetting conversation, so the space already felt familiar. Their wedding photos and vacation pictures on the walls made it clear how much they adored each other.

I sat down with the husband and we started chatting. He told me one of the guys was not going to make it. A summer cold, we joked, though we both suspected cold feet. A few minutes later the other guy arrived. He was younger and more built than me, which gave me a quick flash of jealousy and intimidation. That feeling passed quickly (it wasn't about me). He was a good dude, funny, clearly nervous like the rest of us, and trying to play it cool. With one person missing it ended up being just the four of us: the wife (the absolute star of the night), the husband, the other guy, and me.

We all sat together and talked for a while. Everyone shared how nervous they felt. The conversation flowed naturally from life stuff (including fetlife) to boundaries, to boobs, and then into all the different nuances of bukkake. It was fun. We laughed, joked, and connected( something that is important to me). The wife was clearly the center of attention, and she needed to feel safe and comfortable. The husband kept checking in, asking what would help her relax.

I suggested we all take our shirts off. She agreed. We stood up, stripped off our tops, and stayed standing. Then she slid down from the couch to her knees and said, "Cocks out." All three of us obeyed. We got naked and started stroking ourselves while she looked up at us. She waved us in closer, then locked eyes with me, gave this incredible smirk, and crooked her finger. I felt genuinely honored to be the first one she invited into her mouth. Maybe, I was wrong, but that is how I remembered it

She set a great rhythm, rotating between us, maybe ten seconds or so on each cock. The visuals and the sensation were intense. I got lost in it. She was clearly enjoying herself, which made everything hotter. At one point the husband asked if she wanted to change things up. She told her husband what she wanted and he helped us get all arranged. He took her from behind while she sucked the other guy and me. Feeling her moan around my cock while she was coming was unreal, that vibrating pleasure mixed with her obvious enjoyment. We shifted positions several times, but the husband always made sure she was well taken care of.

One of the most memorable visuals was her riding cowgirl, stroking a cock in each hand at the same time. She kept saying how fucking good it felt. I stayed hard the whole time and felt proud of that. I edged close to coming several times but was able to ease off so she could move on. The whole scene lasted about an hour, I think, and she had at least half a dozen orgasms(I could be off). It was beautiful to watch.

Eventually we moved back into the original bukkake setup. She took me first again. I was getting close and asked if it was time. She said, "I am ready for some cum." I went deep into her mouth, trying hard not to face-fuck her since we hadn't discussed it beforehand. My hands found her ponytail and her cheek almost on their own. When I reached the edge I pulled out. She smiled up at me as I started shooting thick ropes across her face: cheekbone, under her nose. On my third or fourth spurt the other guy joined in and we covered everything below her eyes. The overall sight was incredible. It dripped down beautifully onto her tits.

I was really glad I had abstained from any release for a few days beforehand, as well as my supp stack, etc. I delivered a good load, I hope. Exactly what she wanted.

We started getting dressed while she began blowing her husband. The other guy and I admired our handiwork for a moment. It looked amazing. Before we left.

I got his number ( I have a hot lady friend that wants the same thong) That next morning the husband messaged to say he had given her two more facials after we left. The missing guy definitely got made up for. Ha! Poor guy missed out! Everyone involved was respectful, fun, and focused on her pleasure. It was a fantastic first experience, and I feel lucky to have been part of it.