So this story is as real as it can be and its going to be happening this week. This is a crazy build up and a telling of how it started.
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So me (30M) and my gf (27F) have been together for nearly two years. She’s got this incredibly fit body type — almost like the average female tennis player — toned but still soft in the right places. Average girl height, around 163 cm, perky small breasts, and a very plump ass that’s basically its own gravitational field. We’ve both had threesomes in past relationships, so the idea of “sharing” wasn’t totally foreign territory for either of us.
Lately, we’ve been tossing around the idea of doing something together for the first time — maybe MFM, maybe MFF — but nothing had quite fallen into place. She’s been posting nudes on Reddit for a while, mostly just for fun and the attention, but a few days ago she got an offer that stopped me dead in my tracks: a gangbang invite from some Swedish guy and his hockey mates.
She told me while she was away visiting her sisters in Berlin. At first, I thought, yeah right, because it felt so random and unlikely. But then she said he’d started messaging her, asking if he could send her nudes to his group chat of hockey friends so they could all see and react. That part lit something in her — she admitted it made her feel “tingly” in a way she hadn’t expected.
He bragged about how they used to do gangbangs regularly, how experienced they all were, and how they’d “love to pass her little curvy figure around.” Then she showed me the screenshots — including one I hadn’t been told about: a dick pic from him. He was circumcised, thick and long — easily eight inches by seven around — the kind of cock you’d almost think was photoshopped. That was the moment this stopped being abstract and became terrifyingly real.
She messaged them: “If your group comes to Berlin in the next three weeks… let me know.” My stomach dropped when he replied that he was already planning to be there around that time and could come earlier — with a few friends.
The speed of it all was insane. One day it’s a fantasy, the next I’m imagining my girlfriend being surrounded by tall, broad-shouldered hockey players who know exactly how to handle her. I’d always had mixed feelings about the cuckold fantasy — part curiosity, part fear. In a past relationship, I’d been more directly involved, even enjoyed watching. But this? This was different. This was her in the middle of a pack of brutal, grinning Vikings, tossed around like stolen treasure. It was filthy, almost too much… and it made me impossibly hard.
From that point, I couldn’t stop jerking off just thinking about it. She sent me fresh nudes the next day — one close-up of her pussy, glistening and flushed, that practically pulsed through the screen. I couldn’t help but think it was because of them.
Seeing how lit up she got, and her seeing how much it messed with my head in all the right ways, we kept pushing it, half-joking, half-serious. Teasing each other, daring each other, until it started feeling less like a joke and more like something we might actually do.
We started talking “hypothetically” about safety measures. She and the guy agreed they’d meet in public first — dinner or a bar. They’d swap ID pictures beforehand. She promised she’d share her location with her sisters.
I had one big non-negotiable: the whole thing had to be filmed for me. To my surprise, they liked that — even suggested FaceTiming me live.
Their chat kept heating up. At one point, he sent a sauna pic of his best friend’s dick — almost as big as his, but uncut. My gf joked about how they were all bigger than anything she’d had before, how she was “scared and excited.” Then she asked if more guys could join. He said he’d try to get two more.
“Who was this girl?” I thought — the type who’d either say no without batting an eye or say yes and throw herself in like there’s no halfway. Always going for the loudest, wildest version of whatever it was. Impulsive. A little reckless. Just like me. And fuck, I love her. I loved her before, but this? This makes me love her even harder. I fuck with that hard.
Then came the DP talk. He asked if she’d be into being double-penetrated and throat-fucked at the same time. She said she’d never done DP but was “excited to try.” That stung — part of me thought I’d be there for her first time. But another, darker part wanted to feel that ache in my chest, that masochistic buzz.
I brought up condoms as another non-negotiable. She agreed but pointed out that with constant swapping between holes, it might kill the mood or cause someone to lose a boner. I shut that down quick — it was too hot to risk unprotected.
That night, she sent me another batch of nudes. I thought they were for me… until she asked which ones she should send him. That twinge of neglect hit me again, but I still helped her choose. One was her hand sliding into her blue lace panties with tiny pink ribbons, the perfect teasing angle. Another was her spreading herself, showing both holes.
He loved them — told her it was the best pussy and body he’d seen in years. In the screenshots, I saw her send him proof of my own texts begging for them to film the whole thing, no matter how long it lasted. He replied, “I like your bf — kinky guy.” She told him she missed me, too.
Then it was official: they booked their trip, set the date. Just a few days away now.
One night she told him she wanted to be held up and fucked like a doll — DP mid-air. He said he’d “train her holes” and sent pics of two buttplugs he’d bought: one already bigger than her current one, and one almost a handful. The plan was to meet for dinner, then he’d hand her the smaller plug at the restaurant and tell her to go put it in before coming back to the table. She loved that idea.
So yeah — this is real, and it’s happening. I’ll finish the story after it goes down.