My husband and I had our first gang bang back in early December, and after getting a lot of advice from people here and from other places online, we wanted to share how everything went and what we learned from the experience.
My husband actually started planning everything a few months ago, so this was definitely not something we threw together at the last minute. It took a surprisingly long time to narrow down the list of interested guys, get everyone screened and vetted, and figure out who we were actually comfortable having there. We’re pretty picky about who I’m with, especially because we knew going into it that we didn’t want to use condoms. That definitely made the process more difficult, and we ended up losing a few guys who otherwise seemed like really good candidates.
Getting everyone’s schedules to line up was another challenge. By the time we finally had a date and location figured out, we were down to just under 30 guys. When the actual day arrived, 15 ended up showing up.
Honestly, I had mixed feelings about the number. Part of me was really excited about having that many guys, but another part of me was wondering whether I could actually make it through the whole thing and whether it would end up being a good experience for me and for everyone involved. As the event got closer, both my husband and I started getting pretty stressed about it. Some of that was completely understandable, but some of it was also just us putting pressure on ourselves because we wanted everyone to have a good time.
Before this, my only real experience with something similar was a glory hole my husband had arranged back in early 2025. That was also a lot of guys and a lot of fun, but it was more limited. I could either suck or bend over and let someone fuck me from behind, but I couldn’t really do both at the same time. After a while, my legs were absolutely killing me.
The actual gang bang went incredibly well. It was amazing, although afterward the whole thing was honestly kind of a blur for me. Four hours of nonstop attention is a lot.
One of the things I really liked was being able to change positions throughout the event. I could spend some time on my back, then move to my hands and knees, then my side, etc. I also got to spend quite a bit of time being spit-roasted, which was something I had specifically wanted to experience. There were also some other things I had never experienced before, which definitely took some getting used to but were incredibly kinky and memorable.
The mask I wore was surprisingly comfortable for most of the event, although by the end I was more than ready to take it off.
My husband also had three different cameras set up and recorded everything, and honestly, they’re incredibly hot to watch. It’s also been interesting being able to look back at the event afterward because so much of it was a blur for me in the moment.
We’re really glad we listened to most of the advice we got beforehand. My husband already had a pretty extensive vetting process in place to make sure everyone coming was someone we felt comfortable with. We also had masks and numbers for everyone, along with snacks and non-alcoholic drinks for guys who were waiting or taking a break.
The hotel suite ended up being one of the best decisions we made. It had two bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a living room area, which gave us a lot of space to work with. The guys could hang out, watch football, and wait in the living room, while we had the king-size bed for the event. Having a separate bathroom and bedroom available for us afterward also meant we had a clean, private space to decompress once everything was over.
The next day I was incredibly sore. Thankfully, my husband had planned ahead and arranged a two-hour full-body massage for me, which was absolutely amazing and probably one of the best decisions he could have made.
As much as I’m glad I experienced it with 15 guys, both of us came away realizing that it was much more stressful and exhausting than we had anticipated. We talked about it quite a bit afterward and eventually came to the same conclusion: fewer guys would probably allow both of us to actually relax and enjoy ourselves more.
So, based on how everyone acted during the event and how they behaved afterward, we narrowed the group down to eight guys that we specifically wanted to see again.
We invited all eight to another event the following month, and six of them came. Then, for Valentine’s Day, we had another get-together, and five showed up.
Those two events were honestly so much better for both of us. Everything felt more relaxed, the sex was better, and we had the opportunity to actually get to know the guys instead of them mostly being strangers we had spent months screening. We’re also much more comfortable with everyone now, which makes a huge difference.
And I think that has ended up being our favorite part of the whole experience.
Having a group of guys that we’ve already met, vetted, spent time with, and genuinely want to see again has made everything so much easier. There’s already a level of trust and familiarity there, and we don’t have to go through the entire process of finding and screening a huge group of new people every time.
Several of the guys have even mentioned being interested in smaller get-togethers, and honestly, my husband and I are completely on board with that.
If anything, the biggest thing we learned from the first event is that bigger doesn’t necessarily mean better. The 15-person event was definitely an experience, and I’m glad we did it, but the smaller gatherings have been much more relaxed, personal, and enjoyable for both of us.