Farewell Gangbang to Smita

Farewell Gangbang to Smita

Farewell Gangbang to Smita

After two years of being apart, my husband finally asked me to relocate to Banglore to from where I stayed in Mumbai live with him. It was difficult for me to agree to leave my job here because I had made so many friends and frankly, I enjoyed what I was doing. But he was my husband and I loved him so much… well, that’s if the intermittent one night stands I had don’t count.

On my last day of work, I went to the office and received a surprise party with lots of booze. After just one hour, everyone was high. My best friend, Laila, hit her cup and announced that it was time. Time for what? I asked. And then it hit me… I had once confided in Laila that I wanted to fuck everyone in the office because I found them so hot. Laila had suggested goodbye sex with everyone, but I thought she was kidding. But apparently, she wasn’t.

I wanted to tell them that I was not interested and that I was only kidding when I said those words to Laila, but my own urges failed me. I felt the wetness in my panties like I had never felt before and I realized that my body wanted this. I had dreamt about fucking each and every one of these four men in my head a thousand times but I never thought that it would one day happen. While my head was still trying to process things, I suddenly saw Gautam moving towards me.

He had a smile hanging from the corner of his lips. And when I felt his lips on my mouth, I decided to let myself go and just enjoy the moment. I closed my eyes and kissed him back. He dropped the cup that he was holding on the shelf behind me and continued to kiss me intensely. Suddenly, there was a sound of things falling to the floor. My eyes shot open and I saw Vishal was clearing the table and pushing everything that was on it to the ground.

I looked around briefly and saw that Laila was in between Dinesh and Naresh on the couch, slouched in between Dinesh’s dark skin and Naresh’s smooth white body. They were kissing her on different parts of her body while she kept her eyes closed and her head to the back looking straight up to the ceiling. She was in a world of her own, enjoying the moment like nobody’s business.

I smiled and a part of me that seemed locked just became instantly unlocked and it felt like I sprang free suddenly as I got wild and threw my arms around Gautam’s neck. I pushed him back. Vishal had a grin on his face as he watched the both of us. I placed my hands just above my knee and held the base of my skirt, slowly dragging it up. I revealed more and more of my skin while the men looked on with lustful eyes. I enjoyed the fact that I had two men in a trance, both waiting to see my panties…and then I stopped.

I took my hand to my shirt and started with the buttons slowly. My cleavage came into view and I saw Vishal gulp. I continued downward and parted my shirt, exposing my well once perfectly tanNaresh body. Even if I knew that these men had seen many beautiful women naked bodies, it was obvious that they were still fascinated by mine.

I conjured every potential energy of tease that I had in my magical flesh as I removed my hands from my shirt and dropped the cotton material to the floor. And then I gave Vishal the ‘come here’ signal with my finger, while smiling devilishly. He moved to me like he was under a spell and dropped his lips on mine while we rhythmically moved toward the cleared table.

Gautam followed slowly behind and was all too happy to raise what was left of my skirt and reveal my blue, wet panties. He rubbed his nose on it while Vishal still worked on my upper body, taking off my bra and exposing my perky breasts. The nipples were pointed upward like they have never been before.

I moan Naresh as Vishal took each nipple into his mouth one at a time, rolling his tongue over the darkness of their substance. The air of excitement blew through my thighs as Gautam dragged my panties down and I lifted my legs to help him get them out. I was suiting on the edge of the table. I suddenly realized that I was not having any of the fun, so I moved my hand to grab Vishal’s already hard dick through his office trouser. Oh it felt so fat. It was not that long but it sure was fat… just the way I like it. I might not care so much for the length of a cock, but the girth just sends me over the edge when it is packing proper.

I unzipped his pants like a pro with one hand without even looking but I had to stop on the spot immediately I felt Gautam’s hot tongue on my pussy lips. Oh my, he had started so good. He definitely knew what he was doing down there. He dropped his tongue on my lips like the needle in a sewing machine, avoiding the centre of my pleasure, only nearing it gradually… and out of the blue, he licks it and I moan and fell a rising tension as my legs began to move uncontrollably.  The combiNaresh feeling of Vishal’s hands and mouth on my breasts and the mouth of Gautam on my pussy was just inexplicable. I finally was able to get inside Vishal’s pants and discovered that his dick had found away to escape his boxer short underwear.

He groa Naresh as I squeezed it and looked him in the eye as he looked up at me. I chuckled. Vishal immediately took off his pants and climbed on top the table, placing his dick inside my mouth without permission. I was all too happy to take it. I looked to the couch and discovered that Laila had not wasted any time with Dinesh and Naresh. Naresh had bent her over the sofa while Dinesh was kneeling on the couch with his dick inside her mouth.

Naresh fucked her from behind and the expression on her face said it all.

She was in heaven. But she was not alone, because Gautam had brought his own curved dick out of his pants and was now using a thumb to rub my pussy as it preparing it for what would come next. And it was not long before I discovered. Oh… it felt so good as the head of his shaft penetrated my moist pussy.  I almost choked on Vishal’s dick as the feeling of the curved manliness inched inside me. My eyes wide Naresh as he continued to thrust steadily. His dick was very much longer than Vishal’s but Vishal’s was fatter.

After a series of pounding, it was time for Vishal to go in. I knew that I couldn’t take him in my ass so I let Gautam lay on the table while I sat on him and lowered my back, opening my legs for Vishal to stand and penetrate my pussy. Oh my god, he was touching every edge of my walls. I closed my eyes and had my mouth open as Gautam’s dick moved into my ass. I had never been double penetrated before but Robert had given me anal on some occasions. The feeling was intense… and when I cast a glance at Laila… she was just having her first orgasm… the same time my juices pumped from below me and blasted all over Vishal’s cock. Wow.