Gangbang Fun Or Demeaning?

I got around, as they say, when I was younger. I thought I was in love, I was 16 he was 19 and I wanted to do anything to keep him with me, to make him mine. At 17 there was yet another love of my life, he was 22 at the time. I didn't move in with him, being still in high school and living at my parents, but I was at his place a lot, spending long weekends with him and visits every day of the week. It was he who talked me into doing what he wanted, the hottest thing he could imagine, what he wanted most and no other girlfriend would do it - lay down for a gangbang. He wanted to see me used by several other guys then take me at the end. To get me used to the idea, I did it with him and his brother. Having one guy get me worked up, get me hot and ready to pop, then he finishes and the other just keeps going was hot. I liked the feeling of nonstop cock inside me. I liked that I was being filled with their sperm. From there it was first with 5 guys plus my BF, his brother was one of the 5 and his cousin with whom we'd had a trio was also one of them. So it was just two guys I didn't know. It was even better, one guy gets me revved up and rolling, then cums and is replaced by another cock, he is replaced by another cock, I'm sucking the next one and then he is fucking me. They are all over my boobs, reaching under me to squeeze my ass, some are jacking and cumming on my boobs or on my face. I really enjoyed the never ending cocks, the fact that I could satisfy so many cocks was really hot for me. My boyfriend liked it too. Eventually we did that several times, and after about 6 months he arranged, with my consent, a friday night through sunday morning gangbang at a motel. It was a total of 22 guys, I was told it would be about 10 "or so". They came around all evening into the wee hours of Saturday morning, then with a shower and honestly some well placed icebags, my boyfriend and I slept. The next day around 2pm about 8 guys came in and started the party. Drinking, smoking pot, coke, I was getting what I really wanted, endless fucking, guy after guy, taking me, me pleasing them, them cumming in and all over me.

I asked for the next one, and the next. My boyfriend found a 17 year old virgin to start fucking and got her knocked up and married her. Not before he brought her around for a ffm threesome and each of us girls ended up eating our first pussy. The next BF didn't want to share me, and when he found out I liked gangbangs he took off. Then it was girls for a while. My now husband helped me arrange gangbangs with usually 5 to 9 guys and didn't mind. I brought it up, not him. Eventually with kids, we stopped, and did it occasionally when away from the responsibilities of the kids and out of our normal social area.

I loved the endless stream of cocks fucking me, It always takes me a while to cum, and usually by the third guy I'd have one, but I loved the different feel of the cocks, the guys just piling on and cumming. My body was pleasing so many cocks. My sister sat me down and talked to me saying how it was demeaning to me. that I was just an object, just some holes for all these guys pleasure, that they didn't have enough respect for themselves to get and keep a girlfriend that is just for them.

I realized she was right, AND I was right. I liked it, liked the feeling of so many different cocks one after the other, the difference in ways guys fucked, sucked my boobs, felt me up, the way different guys tasted. She's right though, I was just being used by them, I was just a set of holes for them to shoot cum into, it wasn't ME it was my body.

We're both right. I haven't done it for several years, and probably won't again, my husband is fine with that, he only let me as it satisfied a need or desire of mine, not his.