Lisa's Birthday Gangbang Pt. 01

It had finally come! Lisa's 21th birthday was just around the corner, a little more than half an hour away if the clock on the wall wasn't lying. She peeked at it through the mirror in the living room, which she was using to make sure her make-up was perfectly sharp. Black eyeliner that contrasted nicely with her pale skin and some lip gloss were the finishing touches she was applying. She was bubbling with excitement and wanted to make sure everything was perfect. This kind of event was a milestone for every young woman, even if a few of them renounced it, for one reason or the other. Lisa wasn't one of them, she had been planning every little detail for a good while at this point.

She was a mid-tier influencer, chasing that sweet "1 M" on the follower count, but unable to reach it. She also had an Only Fans, tame, but successful thanks to her luscious body, with soft curves, big tits and just the right amount of fat in just the right places, and her good camera presence. It was mostly comprised of solo videos, with an occasional blowjob or POV missionary when she had a fuck buddy that was cool with it, and to be fair, most of them were. But this was an opportunity to push her boundaries, and specially, push those follower numbers up.

It's not like she was pressed to do it, daddy had some serious money, and the house she inhabited showed it quite clearly, it was in a nice neighborhood, well furnished and full of all kinds of expensive, modern gadgets. Honestly, it was a matter of pride for her, she wanted to be good at this!

She was making sure her red hair was neatly tied in a bun as she heard a knock coming from the door. She happily skipped across her living room, her boots clicking against the wooden floor, and she opened the door with a big smile.

- Hello! You're actually the first one to come! -- she looked down to confirm he was one of the winners of the Gangbang Raffle, and she promptly found the little plastic pin on his shirt -- Please get comfortable on the couch...

Why did a Gangbang Raffle exist? Well, since the Birthday Gangbang was deeply rooted in popular culture as a rite of passage for young women, a solution had to be found for the problem big cities posed. In the old days, when people lived in small towns where everyone know each other, each birthday was an event, and it was easy for men that weren't family or friends to come together and fuck a nice piece of young fuckmeat. But in a big town, where someone can go their whole life without so much as learning their neighbor's name, and where 100 girls could have their birthday in the same date, how could that be organized? The Gangbang Raffle.

Men could go to a website (before the internet it was a much slower and more annoying public office), see which girls had their birthdays coming and buy a ticket for their gangbang. They could buy more tickets for a specific girl they preferred, but in the end, it came down to luck between the girls that had their birthday that day. Thanks to this system, every girl could get enough men for their birthday gangbang and the government could collect a pretty penny. There had been some suggestions to give girls part of the collected money, but it was ultimately rejected, since that would be against the spirit of the event.

The strange man, whom Lisa had never seen before, and that was ogling her full, milky tits barely contained by her white one-piece, just smiled back, nodded and went to sit down, placing his feet on the coffee table in front of the couch, like he owned the house. He toyed with the little plastic pin in his shirt when he spoke.

- Really nice place you got here, are we gonna do it here, or...

- I actually got it all set up out in the backyard! I even got like, a little digital blackboard? I'm not sure how to call it, but it looks like that, for the countdown. Also, I placed a bunch of cameras from different angles, so I can stream it... - she paused for a second, gauging the man's reaction. -- I wrote that on the notes, you don't mind, do you?

The man shrugged his shoulders -- Yeah, I read it. I think I'll survive being caught on camera fucking a redhead bombshell. -- the man grinned -- What's the worst that can happen to me? Slip on a puddle of cum? Don't sweat it girl, nobody will be looking at me.

She smiled coyly, but quickly she recovered her momentum. -- So, there's a nice mattress, I wanted to get the bed out, because I thought that would be more comfortable, but it couldn't really fit through the door, so well, hmmm, there's also an Esse Chaise. -- She said in perfect French, but in response to the man's raised eyebrow she rephrased -- One of those motel's thingies that look like an S -- the man nodded -- a good ol' rectangular couch and something I'm really excited to try, one of those sex swings! You know, with straps for my ankles and all that. -- the man whistled in approval -- Oh, there's also a little catering table for you guys to snack on, and a mini-fridge full of Gatorade to replenish your electrolytes... - she chatted excitedly, as she went around, making what were honestly, pointless adjustments to her living room. She heard something like a muffled grunt, and so she added -- and beer for the soul! -- which got her a nice chuckle from the man.

- Well, you sure sound like one well prepared girl!

She smiled proudly, thanked the man and went back to her eyeliner. Soon enough, more men started coming through her door, most of them came alone, but you could see some pairs of buddies, and even a group of younger guys who looked slightly nervous, being surrounded by men old enough to be their fathers, but the ambient was nice and welcoming and quickly they were chatting and joking with the rest. All in all, 16 guys had walked into her living room.

As the clock read 11:50 PM, Lisa started clapping to get the attention of the guys, and she was rather successful at it. While the guys seemed to be comfortable socializing in her living room, they were together that night for a particular event.

- Well guys, let's go out to the backyard and get ready for the main event! There's only 10 minutes left and I wanna tell you a couple of things! -- she said and walked out, her white skirt pressing tightly against her round ass, the gap between it and her one-piece showing 2 tempting strips of pale skin. The guys, of course, quickly walked behind her. She got into position, under the little sign with the countdown, while the guys filled the backyard and looked around, some surprised, some nodding with approval, and one of them was already munching on a canape.

The canape guy elbowed the one next to him. -- Look, all this is from that really fancy store, Madame-something-else-in-French! Real gourmet shit... - the other guy just nodded and grabbed a canape, turning around to look at Lisa, who was ready to speak.

- Thank you for your attention! So, as you may have noticed, there are a bunch of cameras around here, and they are all connected to that laptop there -- she pointed at the MacBook on top of a little foldable table. -- So I'll need one of you, preferably someone who has touched a PC before, to start the stream.

One of the younger guys raised his hand. -- I can do it.

Lisa smiled. -- Sweet! So, the other thing I need is one of you guys to come here, stand behind me, and just rip this thing off when the countdown reaches 0. -- she said as she hooked the straps of her one-piece, slightly pulling them up, pushing her tits together. - So, who wants to be the guy to do the honors? -- she asked with a naughty smile.

A big, muscular black man walked forward.

-If you guys don't mind... - he said, and the crowd seemed to be approving, although chances are they just didn't want to get into an argument now and ruin the night, after all, you only get each birthday once.

He got behind her, and his big hands grabbed the cleavage of the one-piece. Lisa's heart was racing with anticipation, and she signed to the laptop guy to turn on the stream. He quickly did it and gave her a thumbs up. The expectation could be felt in the air... and in the crotches of the guys' pants, specially the one that could feel her soft skin brushing against his knuckles with each breath. As the countdown reached the last 10 seconds, the guys started chanting the numbers loudly.

-3... 2... 1... Happy Birthday!

They all yelled as the countdown reached 0. The man behind her forcefully pulls down, each hand in an opposite direction, ripping the one-piece in half, her full tits spilling out, exposed to all the men in the backyard, and a rapidly increasing number of online viewers. She yelped at first, but it was clear she was bubbling with excitement as she made her tits jiggle, making sure that everyone was getting a good look. She giggled as the man groped them, making them bounce up and down as the crowd cheered.

A symphony of zippers, belts and shuffling pants started among the crowd and the man who ripped the one-piece continued undressing her, removing her skirt in a single swift pull, a feat strength due to how tightly it was jugging her juicy ass. The rags that used to be her one piece followed suit, and just like that she was now wearing nothing but a pair of black boots in front of 16 guys with hard cocks out, and 11,202 online viewers, most of them with equally hard cocks.

She had a nervous smile on her face, it's not like she was going to chicken out, but even the bravest and greediest slut's spirit may falter when confronted with this image. She's lost in her thoughts for a moment, noticing that every single guy there could be described as hung, how would they fuck her? Would they want to use her asshole? She had been training it the last month, with increasingly big buttplugs and dildos, but she wasn't sure if she was ready for some of the guys there... The guy behind her slaps her ass, making her focus. He whispers into her ear.

- Time to blow your candles, princess. -- he says as he pushes down to her knees on top of the mattress with his hands on her shoulders.

She smiled, like she was trying to regain her confidence, as the guys encroached around her. And it seemed to be working as she started to grab cocks, stroking them for no more than 10 seconds before going to the next, skillfully switching between guys. At the same time, she was using her mouth on the cock in front of her, bobbing her head back and forth at a quick pace. The guy that was standing there, 40 years old with a beer belly, was enjoying himself; eyes closed, head thrown back and hands on her head, as she sucked his cock like she was trying to take his soul out of his balls. The guy to his right, younger and more muscular, elbows him, taking him out of it.

- Hey man, don't hog her mouth, lotta people here. Also, we'll have her all day.

At first, the fat guy grunts because he was snapped out of his bliss, but then he shrugs and nods as he pulls away.

- Yeah, you're right, my bad, I was just lost in the sauce.

The muscular guy chuckles as he takes his place and pushes his cock into her open, wet mouth, quickly letting out a satisfied grunt.

- No worries man, I, fuck, understand...

This keeps going, the guys organize themselves in a circle, taking turns with her mouth, as she keeps switching between cocks, stroking them to keep them hard. The guy who started the stream, that had gotten a bit later to the round, and was the last one to get to her mouth, was, really, really eager to use her mouth, and since all the guys had their turn already, they found it fair to give him more time, "the last shall be first" as the say.

He allowed her to get him fully hard with her mouth, before he grabbed her head with both hands, tightly gripping it. He thrusted his cock as deep as he could, sliding it down her throat. Her eyes widened, a muffled gag was heard and she teared up a little, but he just started pumping, rocking his hips back and forth to fuck her throat like a fleshlight. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and her hands got slower and more mechanic, but her tongue still peeked below his cock and to lick his balls when he pushed in. On the fifth minute of this, when some impatient grunts started, he pushed as deep as he could, and started cumming, shooting thick ropes of cum down her throat. He pulled away just enough so she could clean his cock with her mouth, and then finally pulled out completely, letting her gasping for air, plenty of drool threads hanging between her lips and his cock.