Chapter 23: Gangbang With Francesca Introduces Kim

The trip to Los Angeles had been a spectacular success. We had made a year’s worth of revenue in just a few days and brought in enough new clients to keep me busy for months.

On the flight there, the sex with Kim, Amy, Sara and Laira had been very fulfilling. Fulfilling was a good term because it had resulted in four full bellies. Kim’s deflowering had been the most spectacular event.

Kaia also had another set of twins developing inside her.

In addition, the unaided Quicky with Lia at the party had had delightful consequences, increasing my fame among the Hollywood crowd.

The return flight had increased my “pussy count” by about 350 and resulted in probably the most intense mile-high orgy of all time. An entire Airbus A380 had engaged in sex, all with (several) strangers. Everyone had the most intense orgasms of their lives while cheating on their partners.

More than 300 women were impregnated on this flight by some lucky guy in business class. In return, the men, including the partners of those women, each fucked six gorgeous teenagers, but only with a condom. All in all, I think the women got the better deal.

Ellie would certainly be carrying my child - plus her younger sister Emma and her mother Elizabeth, of course. Carol was another nice little chance encounter a few days later. Some of the beautiful Arabian flight attendants also had my babies growing in their bellies.

More than twenty offspring in a single week was quite an achievement.

Francesca had been eager to meet me immediately upon my return. After I released her pent-up sexual tension, she pressed me for the full story.

In particular, my description of the business-class cabin gangbang had turned her on, almost to the point of emulating tx34.

She forced me to describe the scene in graphic detail while she fingered herself to a series of intense climaxes.

When she calmed down, I asked her if the idea of a gangbang turned her on. Our relationship was intimate enough that we shared our darkest secrets even without tx34.

She nodded and looked at me wide-eyed and whispered, “I might want to try it, maybe once?”

I pinned her arms above her head and penetrated her wet pussy, roughly fucking her while taunting her about the gangbang with phrases like:

“You want big black dicks in you?”

“My dick ain’t good enough for you?”

“I’ll have a whole soccer team bang you ‘til you black out.”

“They’ll keep screwing your unconscious body while I watch and record everything!”

“I’m going to make you watch me fuck a younger girl - while you get your pussy filled from behind by some dirty old men.”

This talk turned her on as much as my rough fucking. She ran non-stop through three consecutive orgasms - until I shot my sperm into her in the fourth.

Well, what could I say? I wanted Francesca to be happy. If a gangbang was her secret fantasy, who was I to deny it on moral grounds? She was pregnant with my child again, so there was no danger of some guy impregnating her with a baby.

I had to admit that the thought of a big black cock in her pussy turned me on more than it should. I shuddered as I remembered the two monster black dicks I had sucked in college.

I certainly wasn’t gay, but touching those soft, thick sticks had been just as erotic as feeling them pulsate when they erupted. I had no desire to suck any more dicks - but to watch? Maybe even touch them? To drive them into Francesca’s pussy or throat? To see her lust filled eyes as she received a hammering from a stranger? To make her watch me screw a younger girl while she was being fucked from behind?

These thoughts turned me on more than they were supposed to. The terrifying male power of an erect penis was undeniable, and its ejaculation into my dear lover Francesca was the ultimate act of domination and submission, combined with my own humiliation. Where did this perverse idea come from that it was a good idea to be humiliated by having my lover gangbanged?

When I asked Angela to arrange such a party, she set to work with her usual efficiency. I could hear a slight tremor of excitement in her voice as she asked me for details.

My idea was to book a certain high-end swingers club for an exclusive event. The club was known for its bondage rooms, including pillories and stocks in many different forms. I had always been fascinated by this medieval pillory design, where the woman’s head and hands were fixed in a bent position so that anyone could fuck her from behind while she never saw who was there.

It was such an evil form of punishment, especially when done in a public place! Although I would never condone this punishment being inflicted on a woman in real life, it was a secret fantasy of mine to use a time machine and beam myself to a place in the Middle Ages.

In my fantasy, I arrive just as a young, busty “witch” is being gang-raped in a public marketplace, her beautiful naked body fixed in such a pillory for all to see and touch.

The whole village gathered to witness this. Everyone fondled her massive tits, stimulated her youthful clit, rubbed her sensitive nipples, and finally fucked her virgin cunt from behind.

An old priest with his huge belly took the lead and took her cherry, breaking it open to her piercing scream. In his sermon, he had explained to the village that fucking a witch as punishment did not count as adultery or a violation of celibacy before God, but rather as a divine act of justice.

One by one, the men followed his example and rammed into her from behind, while she was unable to see what was happening until they shot their load into her helpless body. Semen would drip from her cunt, tears from her eyes.

In my fantasy, I imagine this alleged witch succumbing to the stimulation at some point, perhaps after the tenth man had finished inside her and the eleventh had a particularly large penis, stretching her used and dripping cunt more than the previous ones. I picture this guy as the old butcher, a strong, tall man with big hands.

She would wriggle in agony for a long time, trying to resist the pleasurable feeling inside her. It would be nice to see the tension on her face as she fought against the pleasure building up in her lower body. Suddenly she couldn’t control herself anymore and lost the fight against her growing excitement. She would shake in a huge orgasm that would make her entire body cramp and freeze.

The old butcher would smile knowing he had broken her resolve. He would relentlessly fuck her young, sexy body through a series of successive orgasms, leaving her moaning in pleasure, before adding his sperm to her dripping cunt. Triumphantly, he would remove his massive organ from her cunt, making sure everyone in the village got a good look, especially the married women.

After that, the alleged witch wouldn’t even try to hide her pleasure, moaning and screaming with joy as the village continued to rape her from behind. Dozens of young boys would experience their first time, filling her with copious amounts of cum after just a few strokes in her stretched out and dripping wet cunt. These boys would be forever grateful to be able to help with this divine act of justice.

The married women would watch in disdain as their husbands performed their divine duty to punish the witch. Try as they might, none of these married men could hide the pleasure they took in fucking the tight bitch.

The witch was riddled with angry looks from the smoking wives as they watched the ecstatic faces of their husbands bursting inside her. Had the priest not given each man, including himself, the sacred duty of releasing their divine fluids into her, they would have killed their husbands on the spot.

In the end, this alleged witch would be released, knowing that the whole town had seen her repeatedly come on her rapists’ dicks, humiliated to the bone, exhausted and bruised. Had she not begged for more in the end? It was not rape if she begged for it, was it?

Now that her reputation was ruined beyond repair and having experienced the joy of a good fuck with a nice dick, she would go on to fuck the village men behind their women’s backs for small donations. Regular “confessions” to the ugly priest late at night ensured her escape from further punishment. The priest knew that the young witch would help him control the village for the next few years and take the burden of celibacy off his shoulders.

Well, it was a dark fantasy and nothing more. I certainly wouldn’t condone raping a woman in real life. But this dark fantasy would serve as a nice backdrop for the gangbang we arranged for Francesca.

Our guest list for Francesca’s orgy would include these two big black guys from college, three high performers from the business class gangbang, and five of my clients’ husbands who were (unwittingly) raising my kids. They deserved a little reward for being good fathers to my offspring, right?

Their wives had cheated on them with me - there was nothing morally wrong with revenge, right?

Of course, only we knew that their wives had cheated on them, so their act of having an orgy behind their wives’ backs was morally just as bad as their wives’ transgression.

Well, except that the outcome was different because their wife had been impregnated while Francesca was already pregnant.

However, this event wasn’t about fairness or retribution - it was simply about Francesca living out her dark sexual fantasies and having fun.

All ten men had been vetted as being in committed relationships to reduce the risk of anyone bragging about banging a famous model like Francesca. None of them would risk being found out.

Angela volunteered to film the orgy with a small, disguised camera strapped to her body. I suspected she just wanted to be a part of it, given her barely concealed excitement.

On the day of the event, I met the guys at a nearby bar and spiked their drinks with tx34 to thwart any resistance to the upcoming events - not that any heterosexual man could resist the temptation to fuck Francesca, who was the target of wet dreams around the world. Often Francesca was number one in polls where men were asked about their masturbation fantasies.

All ten guys had anticipated the sexual nature of the discreet and clandestine meeting and arrived with their balls filled to the brim, having abstained from sex for a few days.

While we had our drinks, Angela and Francesca waited naked at the swingers club, discreetly hidden on the top floor of a nearby building. The club had large windows that offered a breathtaking view of the city, but was far enough away from any tall buildings to avoid prying eyes.

I would later discover footage of the two women calming their nerves by licking each other to orgasm. This deviation from my plans would, of course, be punished in due course.

When I arrived with the group of ten men, I instructed them to undress and come with me to the bar. They helped themselves to drinks while I fetched Francesca and Angela from one of the playrooms. Before we joined the men in the bar, Francesca was blindfolded.

When I arrived with the naked girls, the crowd of men erupted in cheers and whistles, not believing their luck at seeing such otherworldly beauty as Francesca.

We passed Francesca around, letting them grab her magnificent tits, feel her tight ass, and even stick a finger up her wet hole.

Finally, Francesca was forced to her knees and instructed to give blow jobs.

I guided each cock into her and pushed her head back and forth, using her like a fuck doll while the guys had their hands behind their heads.

Angela happily prepared each one with her hands, getting more and more into it. It didn’t take long and some of the guys were impatient enough to put their dicks in Angela’s mouth instead of waiting for their turn with Francesca.

I had decided to keep Angela and Francesca without tx34 stimulation for now, so I was surprised at their eagerness to deep-throat. My training had paid off, I realized!

Only the two big black cocks were impossible to swallow - they could hardly get them into their beautiful mouths.

When everyone had shot a load into either Francesca or Angela, we moved to the bed.

Francesca was spread out with her wrists and ankles tied tightly to the bed posts with leather straps. Her ankles were strapped high up on the tall bed posts, which positioned her pussy for easy access. To add to her excitement, she was kept blindfolded.

Each fondled her body, kneading her magnificent breasts, pinching her nipples, grabbing her rear, sticking their fingers into her wet cunt. Some of the guys enjoyed punishing her by whipping her tits, pussy, clit and belly with special BDSM whips that hung on the walls of the room, ready to be used.

Even Angela joined in the fun, playfully spanking her with a pink fluffy whip. She also suffered a lot of spanking herself, plus fingers probing her pussy and even her anus whenever she leaned forward.

After a while, someone moved between Francesca’s legs, put his mouth on her pussy, and sucked on her clit. Others sucked on her sensitive nipples while the rest either stroked her legs and arms while masturbating with their free hand or put up with Angela who had a hard time keeping her fingers out of her athletic butt.

All wanted to get close to Francesca’s beautiful pussy, so they turned around frequently. After the fifth guy had licked her, she reached her first orgasm, two more followed before everyone had satisfied their curiosity about her taste.

Then the real screwing began. One after the other climbed between her legs.

I could feel their excitement as they entered the holy grail, the fuck hole of one of the most desirable and beautiful women on the planet.

I remembered my own awe I had felt when we first met.

Was I jealous? Not in the least! I even guided the cocks into Francesca’s pussy, enjoying the erotic sensation of those hard rods. I strangely enjoyed the sight of hard cocks entering my dear, trusted friend, affair, lover, soulmate, mother of my children.

Was it the joy on her face, her gasping, moaning and panting that turned me on? I could feel her body reacting to each new cock as it tried to adjust to the different sizes and shapes.

Erect cocks are amazing.

It was interesting how different these otherwise simple organs looked when erect. The most exciting, I had to admit, were the two black boys. Their almost arm thick dicks were a hand’s breadth longer than the others. I couldn’t help but think of stallions when I saw those monster organs.

Holding them gave me a strange tingling sensation in my loins. The pure masculine power radiating from these monsters, with their bulging vines running around their outsides, those obscenely large black mushrooms at their tips ... I could not deny the awe I felt. To think of how much virile potency would shoot out of that little mouth at the tip! How they pulsed as they fired their male power deep inside a woman, showering her womb with spurts of hot baby-making juices.

Somehow Francesca was able to accommodate these virile monsters without any problems. Something that seemed impossible if you didn’t see it in front of you. Her moans, combined with the trembling of her legs, clearly conveyed the intense pleasure these big black cocks must be giving her.

After they all had their turn, Angela took over my job of guiding the dicks into Francesca for a second round. At the same time, her own pussy was being filled by dick after dick from behind, which also gave her great pleasure. Against her futile protests, Angela had her ass penetrated as well.

The guys were instructed to move around a lot to avoid their release and maximize the effect on the girls.

I excused myself from the party, quickly got dressed and left the loft. They would be busy fucking the two girls senseless for another hour. This gave me time to carry out phase two of my plan.

I had made an appointment with Kim, the young Indian flight attendant I had deflowered a few weeks earlier. She was such a hot and wild sexy chick, even though she was only eighteen years old, and she was incredibly attached to me. These qualities made her the perfect candidate for phase two.

At my direction, Kim waited in a secluded booth at a nearby bar. As I entered the bar, she squealed with delight and ran toward me. The young hottie jumped on me, then hugged and kissed me so passionately that the whole bar erupted in cheers.

She didn’t seem to mind, accepting the look of surprise on the faces of some of the men and women in the bar that such a young, gorgeous girl would be going out with a guy twice her age. The long French kiss left nothing to the imagination as to how intimate we were.

It was pure envy on the part of the guys because Kim was by far the sexiest chick in the bar. The girls, on the other hand, were trying to figure out what it was about me that this hot jailbait stunner had such a crush on.

Several glances at my crotch with wicked smiles revealed their thoughts. I should hang out with some hot chicks more often, I thought.

We ordered cocktails and got to talking. She told me that her coworker, Amy, had missed her period, taken a test, and found out to her utter surprise that she was pregnant, despite the birth control she had been using regularly. However, her boyfriend had taken the unexpected news in stride and proposed to her.

She had heard whispers that Laira, the captain, was also expecting a child, her third pregnancy despite years of taking the pill. The other pilot, Sara, had transferred to another company, so she had no news of her.

Her own period was also late. She wasn’t worried because her monthly cycle had been irregular in the past. I figured she would find out sooner or later, so I didn’t press the issue. To me, the hormonal changes in her body were already evident in her engorged breasts.

“It’s a relief she doesn’t drink alcohol,” I thought, remembering her choice of a non-alcoholic cocktail earlier.

I told her I had something planned for us - something she would enjoy and that would enhance her experience. She raised her eyebrows at this, clearly anticipating something of a sexual nature.

“Would you like to meet my mistress, Francesca?” I asked.

“Your mistress?” she wondered with a hint of surprise in her voice.

“Well, mistress is a poor term. She is my closest companion and business partner. But she is married!” I added to her skeptical look, “We are having a kind of long-term affair.”

She wasn’t as shocked as you might think, but seemed intrigued by the idea, while still wondering what the plan was.

I decided to help her overcome her remaining inhibitions and added a drop of tx34 to her drink as she turned to look at a girl I had pointed out was giving me flirtatious looks. She didn’t seem to mind the attention I was getting from other girls; in fact, she was proud of it. After all, she was the girl I was going out with.

She turned back to me and remarked that the flirty girl looked hot. “You should bang her soon! I will get her number for you,” she added. To turn that statement into a promise, she raised her glass to mine.

“You’re the only girl I want to bang right now,” I replied with a wink.

“Didn’t you tell me we’d be meeting your mistress soon?” she asked curiously.

“She wouldn’t mind,” I replied, “even if she did, the guys fucking her right now would distract her enough to make her forget any arguments she might have.”