I think I may have collapsed onto a chair. At least when I could focus again, I was
sitting down. My husband was still draped over Kara. Both of them seemed to be out,
perhaps sleeping, or perhaps passed out from the mind bending orgasm they had had.
I looked around the room. There were about ten men left. One of them I didn't
recognize as having been there before. He was well built, and still had his clothing on.
He noticed me looking at him. He smiled as he walked over to me. "I got lost on
the way over here. Looks like I am a little too late to join into the fun. Yeah?"
Groggily I looked up at him. He was dark skinned, had a gorgeous smile, and his
hands looked like he manhandled jackhammers for a living. "Maybe not. Let's wait till
Kara wakes back up and see if she wants to go one more."
The guy's soulful eyes watched me, scanning my naked body periodically, then
coming back to my face. "Looks like you've had fun tonight too!"
I tried to grin. "I did; my husband treated me to a surprise tonight. I thought it was
going to be for my BFF, but hubby started the whole evening off by sharing me with
about ten of his buddies. I lost track of how many, just kept cumming and cumming until
I went black."
"Went black, huh?" The man chuckled. Then he stuck his huge hand out and
introduced himself; the first man to do so this evening. "Hi, I'm Tyrone. Your husband
and I have been buddies since high school."
His hand seemed to wrap completely around mine. I stared at my white skin
disappearing into the ebony satin of his skin. I could not stop myself from glancing at his
crotch. I gasped at what I saw.
Then his name sank in. This guy was the man that my husband had told me saved
his life. I looked up at his face. "Are you the Tyrone that kept my husband from getting
blown up by a land mine?"
Tyrone fidgeted. "He told you about that then . . . ." Tyrone was clearly
I stood up, reached up, and put my arms around the man's neck. I had to stand on
my tippy toes to do so. "Thank you a billion trillion times for doing that, Tyrone. If you
hadn't been so brave, I would never have had my darling babies, or been the happiest
married woman in the USA."
Tyrone finally put his arms around me and hugged me back. His palms and fingers
on my nakedness sent a strange warm sensation through me. I felt at peace and fully
relaxed. I was naked, in public, and just had sex with a bunch of men, had watched my
best friend get gangbanged, had even watched my own husband have sex with my best
friend, and yet I could feel that liquid desire building inside my tummy for this new
arrival. I felt secure with him. I felt peaceful when he had his arms around me.
Tyrone slowly turned his head inward as he stooped enough to kiss me on my neck.
My loins flared, heat radiating up and across my naked belly.
"TY!!!!" My husband was obviously now awake, once more sentient. I felt a little
regret that my sensual hug was being somewhat prematurely interrupted.
Tyrone released me, then turned to give my husband a huge bear hug. I have never
seen two men happier to see each other.
Finally my naked husband realized that he should mind his manners, even if his wife
was also standing naked watching him hugging another man.
"Honey, this is the guy I told you about that saved my life!" He looked back at
Tyrone. "Sorry about getting cum on your trousers leg there, Ty," my husband said with
a leering grin. He pulled Ty over to where Kara lay. "Up for one more, pretty lady?"
Kara looked at Ty, her eyes dusky in satiation. "Oh my god! Of course! Looks like
you saved the best for last, Jim!" she said as her eyes focused on Ty's obviously
abundant crotch. "My god what a bulge!" She reached for his zipper.
My husband spoke. "Not so fast, Kara. I have this one choreographed.
He turned to me. "Hon, time for you to do your sacred duty and clean up this
woman's well used cunt."
I blushed, not so much because of what my husband had told me to do, because I
was expecting that; in fact it had been me that volunteered for the duty. No, it was
because Ty's eyes turned to look at me in a particularly interested way. It was like he
was assessing my very soul. Maybe he was wondering if I was a lesbian, or maybe at
I found myself wondering if, after all these years, I really was bisexual, because I
found myself intrigued with the whole concept of pleasuring Kara while I cleaned her of
the sperm of all those men.
Blushing, not daring to look at Ty's face, I moved the few feet to stand between
Kara's thighs. Something inside me suddenly wanted to show Ty that I could be one
sexy wench. I gently placed my hand on Kara's soggy, saturated, sperm-covered and
filled snatch. I began to caress her there. Even in her sex-logged state, Kara raised her
pelvis toward my hand, obviously responding to my feather-light touches. Her eyelids
were flickering in sublime delight.
I bent over, kissed Kara's pubic mound, then began to work my way down her
sodden slit. I spent time lingually delighting her clittie, tonguing her vigorously for a few
seconds until she bucked up into my face. My tongue circled her, enjoying the taste of
the sperm that seemed hidden in every crevice of her sex. I delved deeply into her
opening, pressing inward until my teeth rested on her clitoral sheathe. She moaned in
need as she spread her legs as widely as they would go. Her hand pressed my head
harder against her for a few seconds, then she bucked furiously again.
The men had all gathered around us, watching my every move, touch, every lick,
every kiss. I could feel the presence of all those men, but the only one that held my
interest was Ty. I needed to feel the lustful power of Ty as he expelled his sperm deep
within me, I realized.
I worked Kara through three orgasms, her hand holding me tight to her sperm
saturated cunt hole. I reveled in my power to make her cum like that, almost on demand.
"Babe, remove Ty's clothes so Kara can see what's going to fuck her next," my
husband coached me.
I turned halfway toward Ty and smiled up at him. He stepped toward me. I caressed
his chest through the knit shirt he wore. I grinned widely when his nipples popped to
attention. I raised his shirt and kissed, then licked his turgid ebony nipples. While I did
so, I let my hand fall to his bulge. I knew instantly that the bulge not only held promise,
but would wonderfully fulfill any fantasies that Kara still had about being stretched
I tugged at Ty's belt buckle. He helped me figure out how it worked. I then
unzipped his trousers. As I did so, I caught a whiff of his cologne. Perfect; so virile, so
Ty was wearing no undies! I could see his curly, onyx, pubic stubble and his dark,
nearly-black skin beneath. I could see the base of his member, or at least part of the base
of his shaft.
Could a man really be that thick? Blushing furiously, I rested one finger on the base
of his prick. I felt the electricity of its presence run all the way up my arm and into my
chest. I felt my nipples stiffen and grow. I felt my sodden bunny hole freshen, preparing
itself for yet another wonderful plundering. I found myself wishing it would be me that
would coax the sperm from this beautiful, virile man's testicles tonight.
Shimmering with my growing lust, I lightly traced the veins that were visible in his
abdomen and ran down into the shaft of his proud stallion. This man had no fat on his
body. Touching his skin was like touching the sinewy musculature beneath. My body
felt like it was in the middle of an electrical storm. I wondered if my hair was standing
straight out from my head.
I held my breath while I lowered his trousers. My eyes were riveted on his shaft as it
slowly was illuminated in the light from the room. I was relieved when I finally detected
the vermillion head, its thick crown coming slowly into view. Not so long that it would
cause Kara (or more hopefully, me) problems with bladder infection.
I lowered his trousers a bit more and was rewarded by the swinging forward of his
tip, its little opening kissing my mouth with a tinge of wetness.
I stared in disbelief. This man's penis was as thick as my upper arm!
"HOLY SHIT!" Kara exclaimed. "It'll split my pussy wide open!"
The men were ribbing each other, pointing at Ty's prodigiously thick manhood as it
majestically rose toward my face as it hardened. My eyes were crossing as its moist
meaty tip rose toward me.
"That fucker's as big as the head of a baby!" Kara croaked, her voice full of wonder.
"Oh god, I can hardly wait until it fucks into me! I want it to painfully stretch me and
make me so loose that I can never fully close down again! OH MY GOD WHAT A
Kara's bunny trembled through an orgasm as her eyes stared at her next debauchery.
"My husband's cock won't ever feel anything when he's inside me after that fucking
cock fucks me!"
Kara came again.