to be fair, it wasn’t until the second night that an actual gangbang happened but i always think about this handful of evenings as the “three day armenian gangbang.”

the first evening was quick and confusing. i was out walking late, late one summer night in the early 2000s and this man in a convertible pulled over and offered me a ride home. i saw the way he ate my legs up with his eyes as i accepted, stepping in and slipping on my seatbelt. it was around two a.m., i was nineteen years old, drunk, high, and letting an armenian man in his late twenties pick me up. i think we all know where my mind was at, what door i opened when i got into his car. i wanted this older man to fuck me and was excited when he took a meandering route away from my destination and pulled over near the freeway pedestrian overpass a few miles later and parked.

we walked out over the slow stream of cars underneath and smoked a cigarette at the middle of that footbridge. that smoke turned into an agressive makeout session which he ended by forcing me to cum on his fingers, with the most cruel smile on his lips. i cried a bit in the moment over how turned on i was, being held in place by one of his hands around my neck, his body leaning against me, against the chainlink fence. forcing me to cum against my will and a bit unsure at what this man was doing to my body—i was so turned on that he was just taking what he wanted, making my body do what he wanted it to do. and he promptly took me home after getting me off, promising to pick me up the next evening. he knew i loved what he did to me and that i only wanted more of it.

about twelve hours later i was ready and waiting with anticipation for him, with the shortest skirt i owned on and no bra underneath a silken black top.

we stoped off at a liquor store where he made me wait in the car as he went inside to pick up condoms, beer, and cigarettes. i told him i wouldn’t fuck him raw and i’m sure that there is nothing more he wanted than to have me lubricate my throat for him with some alcohol. i was so nervous, i knew we were headed to some place to fuck, i knew that i wanted to see what this man could do to my body—what he would make me do for him. but i was also a fairly inexperienced nineteen year old who had never done anything like this before with a stranger. yet his confidence completely won me over and i gave myself to him so willingly, because of it.

it wasn’t until i had his dick pushing inside me about twenty minutes later that i started to understand exactly what kind of man he was, though, and that what i mistook for lust was actually misogyny dripping in contempt. once the hotel room door shut behind us, he wasted no time in pushing me onto the bed, pulling my clothes off, and putting on a condom. he knew i would already be wet in anticipation, he had known exactly what kind of girl i was the moment he picked me up off the street the previous night, and he was tired of being a nice guy. my full consent had already been secured so he dropped all pretense of being polite and let himself relax with his cock buried as deep in my pussy as he could get it. it took my breath away, this abrupt transition from accommodating gentleman into a selfish monster of sorts, and it turned me on in all the kinkiest of ways.

yes, it was becoming clear that this man who actually hated women was fucking me like i was a mindless piece of meat and i loved every second of it. i was reveling in the way he ignored my shallow gasps and soft cries as he kept pushing himself roughly inside me, and there was no questioning in my mind if i could take it because he was giving it to me anyway. he offhandedly mentioned that his friend was going to come drop off some marijuana for us to smoke and my confusion about that faded as my young body started to give away under the onslaught of cock and a kink was born as i quickly got off to his total ownership of my cunt. he laughed as he felt me violently cum on his dick, quietly and in shock that my body was betraying me against his brutality.

he pulled out and put his cock in front of my face, pulling off the condom and saying “open your mouth.” reeling from my orgasm i parted my lips and he taught me my first ever lesson in face fucking. i’m not going to lie, the entire time it was a struggle but i think both he and i were turned on by the way i choked so prettily. i loved staring into his eyes while feeling his cock hit my throat barrier, trying not to cry all my mascara off and seeing his absolute contempt staring back at me, with no empathy as he just pushed harder against my struggling mouth.

there was a knock and he pushed me back onto the bed, trying to stuff his dick into his pants before opening the door to quickly let his friend in. i was laying there naked and horrified that another man has come into the room as i’m drunk on sex and freshly fucked. scrambling for some cover i pulled a pillow over my chest and my date laughed and told me to chill out, that his friend had brought a few joints and i should suck his dick in thanks after we all shared a smoke. part of me was shocked at the suggestion, i hadn’t initially signed up to suck more than one cock that night but a much louder part inside my brain, my inner slut, was instantly sold on the idea. of course i would give his friend head and i would love every minute of it.

we sat around the table with me still naked, passing a joint as they talked between themselves in armenian. i knew he was telling his friend about fucking me and i felt like a toy sitting there, letting them both look at and talk about me, waiting for them to use me... half a beer bottle later and a lot higher, he gestured towards the bed and invited his friend to lay back before ordering me to get to work. i was still under his spell and incredulous that this opportunity was continuing to pay off—we’re talking years of my sexual fantasies being realized in one night, under one random man’s direction. how lucky does a slut get at nineteen?

i crawled between his friends legs and started sucking, something that i’ve always been good at, and in a few minutes i felt my date start to slip his fingers inside me, playing with my pussy while using his other hand to push my head down further on his friend’s dick. my heart started racing as i found myself caught between these two men, i was naïvely just starting to realize that this was not going to be a blow-and-go but that we had squarely moved into threesome territory. as that was fully dawning on me, my date came up from behind and shoved his cock back inside me, raw to the hilt.

i angrily snapped at him to not fuck me without a condom upon which he quickly pulled one on and pounded himself back into me as hard as he could, pushing me straight into his friend’s lap while saying contemptuously into my ear “is that better?” it was so well-played, how he tricked me into giving my consent again, while simultaneously tricking me into much more. with that manipulation i melted in his hands, to use as he wished, and he put my throat back to work on his friend’s cock while fucking me hard from behind. i was very, very into my first spit roast and beyond ecstatic to have two cocks inside me, so enthralled i didn’t notice when he removed the condom so that he could cum inside me raw, against my desire.

he was talking to his friend in armenian when he must have done it, and they laughed before both redoubling their efforts to pound my face and pussy as hard as humanly possible. and it was mind-blowing when he grabbed my hips to push himself into me to cum, followed only moments later by his friend forcing my head further down his cock to cum straight into my throat. i’ve never felt more complete than when these two men came inside me at the same time and then just shoved me off to the side, spent. there was some cum leaking out my mouth and i was a quivering mess when i felt more cum starting to drip out of my cunt as well. in a flash of cold humiliation i felt myself with my fingers, feeling what this man had done to me.

i understood what they were laughing at now.

they were laughing about that second my date took his condom off while fucking me like the piece of meat he had made me into. they were conspiring in that moment of delicious degradation, of misogynistic desire, to get whatever they wanted from me. they were getting off on using me, and i was getting off on being used by them. they had cruelly awakened the true slut inside me so when another three of his friends came by a few minutes later to pump some more cum inside me, i was already willing and ready for the gangbang.