My Wife’s College Gangbang

This is the true story of my wife having a small gangbang at a frat party in college. I’m still reeling from this revelation, but writing has long been my way of getting through complicated feelings. This happened about 16 years ago, but popped up last night because of a FB post about a friend of a friend getting divorced. She knew the husband and made an offhand remark about how she wasn’t surprised. I asked for more info and she got really evasive about it. After about 20 minutes back and forth she cracked and told me the story below. Based mostly on the “feel” of her memory surrounding it. If you’ve been in a similar situation, feel free to reach out.

Also, I know this happened before we started dating and doesn’t change our relationship. I’m not planning on asking for a divorce or something, it is just a lot to process.

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Freshman year of college my wife was rushing a sorority. She went to a party held by the brother fraternity at one of their apartments. The party was a bit cramped, because even with 3 bedrooms, there were a lot of people packed into the space.

She was in one of the bedrooms hanging out in one of the rooms when someone pulled out a bong and they closed the door to hotbox.

A bit later a few people were playfully arguing when one of the guys made a ‘make me a sandwich’ joke. One of the other girls asked why guys say that when guys are better at making them.

After everyone got high my wife blurted out “why do guys ask for handjobs, if like making sandwiches, they’re better at it?”

“The girls should show off their skills, and we can see if boys are better or girls,” a guy replied.

Everyone laughed and they all kept talking. At that point one of the girls started to trip out and cough, so her friend took her outside. It was just my wife and one other girl with the guys now. The same guy as before tried to pit the girls against each other to see who was better at handjobs, and the other girl left.

“I’d do it,” my wife told them, “if one of you guys steps up and the person getting a handjob has to be blindfolded. That’s the only way to make it a fair test.”

There were some nervous laughs and conversation shifted back to other stuff. A few people came and went, but the room was being hotboxed and there wasn’t a lot of space, no more girls came in.

They played 10 fingers and my wife lost early on because they said things like, ‘I’ve never given a blowjob’ or other obvious things they knew she’d have done.

After the game, that one horny guy (Sam) pressed her again about showing off her skills, and she reiterated that she’d totally do it if they agreed to her terms. She figured that no dude wanted to jerk off another guy and that’d keep her safe from having to follow through.

The guy who is now getting a divorce (Walter) unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, which was pretty big. She said it must have been 8ish at least. He pulled his hat down to cover his face and just chilled. She said that his nonchalant attitude was probably due to how comfortable he felt about his endowment. (Not that it particularly matters, but the frat and sorority are both asian organizations, so I think him being on the bigger side was not the norm)

She looked around at the other guys to see if anyone was going to do it and they all shook their heads ‘no’. She shrugged and crossed her arms, hoping that Walter would stop waiting and put away his dick.

Out of nowhere one of the guys moved and grabbed it. No one said anything and when he stopped she pointed to another guy to do it. There was a moment where everyone laughed at him, but then he went for it.

Finally she stretched over and jerked off Walter a bit herself. Once she sat back down she told him he could open his eyes, but he left his cock out even after adjusting his hat. He said the first hand felt the best, and the room erupted in laughter.

She stood up and yelled, “I told you! I! TOLD! YOU!”

At that point she said that everything got pretty hazy and that the next thing she distinctly remembered was laying on the bed, naked from the waist down, touching a condom-covered cock. She said that she really didn’t like the feeling of the lube on her fingers, so she wiped her hand on the sheet. At the time she felt bad about wiping her dirty hand all over the person’s sheets.

She said that she was sobering up at that point because the window was open and the air was cold on her face. When she looked around the room some of the guys were getting ready, cocks out and condoms on, while other guys were dressed and watching.

She said it was surreal being surrounded by all these guys that had either already had sex with her or were waiting their turn to do so.

She said that none of them lasted very long, or if they WERE the other guys would tell them to finish or get out of the way for the next guy.

She said she remembered checking each guy before they went in, to make sure they had a condom, and then wiping her hand on the sheets. After a while she gave up caring about it and didn’t feel bad about it because it wasn’t the worst thing happening to the bed anymore as she could feel her wetness going down her ass and soaking into the bed underneath her.

Walter went last, and she said he really made a show of it to the other guys, leaning back and trying to play with her clit while pulling her down onto his cock like he was shooting porn. Even though he was big, she said he wasn’t really all that great, or maybe she was just annoyed at how he was acting. All the other guys had been quiet or just moaned.

After he finished, someone handed her something and she wiped herself up before getting dressed. They reopened the door and people were moving and getting drinks again. The story got around pretty fast and she left the party and quit rushing that sorority because someone blamed her for their boyfriend cheating. Of course, the boyfriend in question? Walter.

She said that after that experience she didn’t do anything else too crazy for the rest of her college career, and tried to keep a low-profile. Some people talked about her behind her back or told new boyfriends about it and she ended up being single a lot of the time. She said she hasn’t really thought about it for a long time and considered it “done”.

I’m sure it’ll be sexy to think about with time, but right now my head is spinning.