Gangbang Special – Black Studs Using My Wife

Following sex story is purely fictional Erotic Sex story about Porn from India. Meghna, my milky white skinned wife and I live in States. We had a good sexual life but wanted to experiment. We discussed many things and I wasn’t sure what to expect when my wife, Meghna, and I started swinging three months ago. Meghna wasn’t sure that group sex was the answer to our bedroom blues, and I … well, I too wondered if we hadn’t bitten off more than we could chew.

As things turned out, I needn’t have worried. My wife took to swinging like a duck to water. As for me, the jealousy I expected to feel never materialized and I quickly realized, as I watched Meghna sucking and
fucking other men, that we had stumbled into sexual heaven. This is the story of the last group sex party we attended. It was very special, in that Meghna was the star attraction.

Our group sex experiences up to that time had triggered within my wife a fantasy of being screwed by many different males in one night. She dreamed of being sucked and fucked into a state of happy exhaustion by twenty or so virile men, with me watching.

When she told me that she had made all the arrangements with Frank, one of our closest friends and a fellow swinger, I was beside myself with excitement.

When Meghna walked downstairs after two hours of preparation in the bathroom, she was striking. She had on sexy makeup and was wearing a short maid’s dress that buttoned up the front.

I asked her if the outfit was Frank’s idea, and she replied that she had planned the whole thing herself. I threw her coat over her shoulders and we left.

We arrived at the party house before anyone else, and Meghna showed off her maid’s uniform to an appreciative Roger, explaining that she would be serving drinks for everyone before she started.

The guests, mostly young executive types, arrived a few at a time and began to party immediately. By the time the guest of honor, a professional striptease artist, entered to raucous hoots and howls of appreciation, there were about twenty men present.

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Meghna kept busy serving drinks and getting a few pinches as the stripper performed her act.

Out of the blue, Meghna, holding a tray with both hands, asked a guest if he would mind unbuttoning the first four buttons of her uniform. This allowed a good view of her black lace bra and her succulent cleavage.

The man’s surprised expression turned into a knowing smile as Meghna thanked him and continued on.

Not much later, she asked another guest to unfasten the remaining buttons. The fellow had to get on his knees and under her tray to do so. While he was down there, he opened my wife’s uniform
dress wide and gave an appreciative whistle. By now all attention was on Meghna strutting around in her bra, matching panties, garter belt and black silk stockings, her dress flowing behind her.

The next lucky volunteer got to help my wife remove the dress completely. My mind, not to mention my cock, was exploding! I hadn’t gotten laid in a week, and here was my wife walking around practically naked in front of twenty men!

Her little nothing of a bra and flimsy panties only accentuated her vulnerability. The guys looked her over hungrily as she cordially instructed them to let her know if she could be of service to them in any way. When someone asked her’ for her bra and panties, she pulled them off and handed them over without hesitation.

“Oh, Miss,” Frank called from behind the crowd, “my friend here has a problem he’d like help with. His zipper is stuck.”

The sexual energy was so thick you could taste it. As Meghna stepped into the circle of admirers on her way to Roger, it closed behind her, leaving me on the outskirts of the activity.

Fortunately, I was not the only one who couldn’t see, and the bitching got so loud that it was decided to put Meghna and Roger’s friend, whom she was still “helping,” up on the dining room table.

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The crowd moved into the large dining room, and Roger’s friend, who turned out to be a tall, muscular black man, stood on the thick oak slab with his erection swaying heavily from his midsection and glistening with my wife’s saliva.

In front of all those leering men, Meghna did everything she could think of to that fat hose of a cock. She was being felt by everyone who could reach her, with each man giving his appraisal of the part he was
feeling, some of them commenting on how hot and wet her pussy was.

I climbed on a chair for a better view. Imagine how I felt after a week of forced celibacy, seeing my pretty wife naked, on all fours, being mounted by a big black stud, while surrounded by a bunch of bellowing men who freely fondled every inch of her body. Suddenly I remembered my camera. I ran to get it and jumped back on the chair in time to catch a shot of Meghna in the throes of orgasm, the black rod sinking
into her glistening pussy as dozens of roaming hands encouraged her total abandon.

I took the next shot as Meghna pulled away from his spurting log to stuff it into her mouth. She choked on the gushing semen and pulled back, coughing, letting most of the man’s come splash against her breasts.

Before she could get the black cock back in her mouth, the men swarmed over her. It was a tribute to the craftsmanship of the table that it held up under the weight of so many lusting male bodies. My wife was insatiable that night. Luckily for her, most of the men, surprised at their good fortune, fired off their loads after just a couple of minutes each.

Still, it’s amazing how much come twenty horny men can produce, and my sexy wife, being the target of all of it, was positively soaked by the time it was over. Each man came at least once, spewing his creamy seed into my wife’s pussy, mouth or asshole. When the group had dwindled down to five, I joined in. There is no way to describe the liquidy feeling of Meghna’s cunt after so much copulation. She had no idea it was me as I banged her from behind.

When the man in front of her asked me to trade places and I stuck my super-stiff cock under her nose, she recognized my genitals and looked up at me with the biggest, sweetest smile. She hugged my waist and kissed my abdomen tenderly.

“It’s about time you showed up,” she said lovingly.

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“I’ve been waiting for you all night.”

She sucked my cock in deeply. Her whimpers of pleasure vibrated around my shaft, and it was very obvious that the man behind her was pleasing her. The better he fucked her, the better she sucked me.

The last two remaining studs came up on either side of her face and gave her their bobbing tools. When the man behind her dumped his cream into her, it started a chain reaction, her muffled cries inspiring the two men to release a torrent of syrupy come onto her face, and me to fill her mouth with seven days’ worth of the same.

As the night came to a close, I held my wife warmly in my arms. Ever since that night, Meghna has been a much freer person. She proved to herself that she is capable of anything where sex is concerned, and this knowledge has helped to further liberate our relationship.

Neither of us needs a repeat performance. Meghna says she’s been fucked in every conceivable way and has experienced cocks of all dimensions. And we have a beautifully wicked photo album with sixty pictures of my lovely wife at her most sluttish.

Meghna says that she’d like to see what I would do with a small bunch of her girlfriends, so I’ve got my fingers crossed…