Ginger's First Gangbang

I had been enjoying regular meetings with my older lover, Mr Webster, for some time and the routine typically consisted of meeting up and heading off in his car for sex at some secluded spot in the countryside. He liked me to dress as femininely as possible, in pretty dresses, skirts and heels and always stockings or tights. I noticed how hard his erection would become at the sight of my pert bottom above sheer stocking tops and I made a point of allowing my skirt to ride up so he would catch a glimpse of my creamy white skin above my nylons as we drove along.

A few months into our relationship he broached the subject of his friends and asked if I would consider meeting up in a group setting. It turned out that Mr Webster was one of a number of local men who met up regularly, this being back in the 80s before the internet really existed. The gutter press today would probably refer to it as a "sex ring". I was initially reluctant but he reassured me that their meetings were exceedingly discreet and he also implied some financial reward for my participation. He was sure that I would be the centre of attention, which rather appealed to me so I agreed to go along.

A date was set for the following Friday evening since Mrs Webster was taking my schoolfriend to his university halls of residence and wouldn't be at home. I had a week to anticipate what awaited me and to decide what to wear for the occasion. Mr Webster asked me to go for something a little tarty, which seemed appropriate, so I decided on a little black lace mini dress which only came half way down my thighs. Under this I was going to wear a black basque, matching see through panties and sheer black 10 denier stockings. Black patent stiletto heels would complete the outfit.

Friday night came around and I knocked at Mr Webster's door. It was already dark but he ushered me in quickly. There were no houses opposite but there were neighbours either side of his large terraced house. I had plenty of time to get ready and took my time slipping into my lingerie and heels, making sure my garter straps were perfectly straight and neatly attached to the welts of my nylons. I slipped my black sheer panties over my suspender straps, sure that they wouldn't be staying on for long. They hugged my bottom beautifully.