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Part 13

Shari could not help herself; she kept glancing down at the crotch of her husband’s sperm soaked slacks.  He had apparently ejaculated just thinking about she was fertile while all his friends were boinking her!  Knowing for certain that her husband liked the concept of other men getting her pregnant, Shari found her own body suddenly much more responsive to the exquisite internal and external sensations of public sex with near strangers.

The black man’s dick that had not too long before erupted within her, began to harden again.

She smiled at him as she pulsed slightly on his magnificent swelling.  She looked back at her husband and smiled.  “Jamal’s going to carry me out to the car and continue what he started while you drive us home, sweetheart.  Can all the rest of the men just follow us as you drive me home?”

Stevie looked at her, his face a mixture of emotions.  He definitely looked a little confused and very anxious.  Finally he just nodded and slid out of the booth. 

Jamal stood up, his swollen erection sliding fully back within her stretched opening.  He smiled down at her as she put her arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist.  As he walked, she bumped up and down on his stiff penetrating prick.  Her orgasmic response again began to cause her eyes to fall back behind her eyelids.  The coolness of the fresh air in her state of near nakedness made her body thrill as the big strong man walked thought the bar and out the front door.  Her stiff nipples scraped against the muscles of his chest.

Stevie hurried along beside her, his eyes full of concern for her body that was so fully visible to any stranger in the parking lot.  There were some amorous couples out there spooning as they watched the full moon gliding across the inky blackness.  Their eyes all followed the spectacle of Jamal still fully ensconce within her, her titties bouncing rhythmically as he strode along.

Stevie opened the door to the back seat.  Jamal sat down on the seat and swung her around on top of his lap.  Shari virtually attacked his full strong lips as she squirmed on his marvelous, erect phallus. 

Stevie slunk into the front seat, started the car, and backed out of the spot.  He turned in the seat to see where he was backing and got distracted by the vision of his wife fucking his best friend in their back seat.  It was obviously very hard for him to pay attention to his driving as he pulled out of the parking lot.

Shari was moaning loudly now, her senses overloaded by the irrational things that she was experiencing.  She began to cum as the car bounced down the street, her black lover’s beautiful prick pounding against her cervix, the top of his steely cock pressing against her g-spot.

Shari lapsed into a state of bliss in which she felt only the sexual fulfillment of being so perfectly stimulated in such a public way.  Her noisy orgasmic peakings occurred closer and closer together until she found herself in a steady orgasm. 

She barely felt Jamal and several others of the excited group as they removed her from the car and took her into the house, laid her upon her bed, and took turns filling her with their cum.  The orgy continued for hours. 

Shari remembered less and less of it, being fully consumed by her overwhelming lust.  It was so much more, so much better than she had imagined it would be.  She became the consummate slut, her language, her continuing need to cum, her desire for multiple men to breed her body.  Shari was literally in heaven as she peaked over and over and over, for hours, for a timeless eternity.

Shari found herself awake again twelve hours later.  She struggled to get up but found herself so stiff and tender that she could barely move.  The bed was a mess, she was a mess, the sheets seemed saturated and squishy with sperm.

Her husband’s face was covered with dried stickiness.  He was lying under her with his face in her crotch, snoring, with a grin on his face.

When she did manage to sit up, a cascade of sperm ran out of her widely stretched opening, deluging her sleeping husband’s face and chest. 

She had to pee so badly that she could not rise without some of her own pee escaping, squirting onto his face and upon his chest as she crawled across the filthy bed clothes. 

She finally made it to the toilet, collapsed there, and waited for her bladder to empty.  It took a long time.  She looked at her image in the mirror and saw the face and body of a naked woman she barely recognized, so saturated was her chest and hair so covered with cum that she looked as if she were blonde, and covered with makeup.

As she sat there, she tried to decide how best to proceed, with her life and with her husband.  She had indeed given him his fantasy.  She had allowed herself to be fucked (she smiled at the term) by all his friends until they were satiated, no longer to meet her challenge. 

Silently, she asked herself, ‘Did I enjoy it?’

Her mind answered immediately, filling her face with a huge, slightly embarrassed grin.  ‘No question about it, I loved it!’

Then she asked herself, ‘Did my husband enjoy it?’

Instantly she knew with certainty that he had enjoyed it very much.  He still had his trousers on as he lay in their defiled marital bed.  But she had noticed that the wet spot of his crotch was much larger now than it had been when he had ejaculated in his britches when she told him that she was fertile.  His reaction to her womb being bred by his friends obviously was a closely held but very, very strong fantasy of his.  Clearly he had again cum within his trousers.  She visualized the stain in his trousers and recognized that it now seeped down across his hips and partway down his pant leg. 

She limped to the shower, adjusted the temperature, then stepped in.  The water felt so good on her stiff body parts.  She stayed in the shower for what must have been an hour.  Slowly her stiffness eased.

Periodically, glops of white semen would drip from within her.  The amount of sperm her body had ingested must have been copious!  She could remember the constant pumping of the men, one after another, for hour upon hour, and the orgasms they had gifted her. 

Finally she turned off the water and reached through the curtain for a towel.  A man’s hand gave one to her.  Her husband asked, “Are you alright, my sweetheart, my wife, the love of my life?”

She smiled as she opened the curtain.  Her husband was standing naked before her in the bathroom.  He had an erection. For the first time she realized that his penis was, truly, not very large.  It was neither thick nor long; not in comparison to Jamal and the other men that had been here enjoying her body all night.  The remembrance of their eager members that had serviced her burgeoning need all night made her smile wistfully.

Shari looked at her husband.  “I’m fine, stevie baby.  I’m fine!  I’m a little stiff and sore, but oh my goodness did I enjoy our anniversary present to each other!”

Stevie’s face beamed, yet seemed to hold a question. 

Shari smiled at her husband as she took a deep fortifying breath.  “Honey, though I love you with all my heart, I have to tell you that I very much enjoyed last night.  So much so that I think I will invite all your buddies in a couple of nights a week so that I can take care of all their sexual needs.  It is only fair, you know.  They met my needs, now I should meet theirs.”

Stevie’s face showed his confusion.  “A couple of times a week?” he spluttered.  His hips began to rock, as if he could not control them.  His pee-pee suddenly ejected a couple of drops of white viscous liquid that dribbled down his smaller than average glans.

Shari smiled as she watched it dribble.  So little cum had come out of her husband’s penis!  Not like the other men.  As she watched his face, she said, “Well, at least until I am sure I am pregnant anyway.  And maybe even until I have to stop having sex because I am too close to childbirth.”

Her husband’s face showed a mixture of elation and fear.  His eyes fell to the floor.  He flushed bright red.  “Okay,” he said softly as he turned and left.

As soon as stevie left the bathroom to prepare his beloved wife some breakfast, Shari found and then swallowed her birth control pill as she had done faithfully ever since their marriage.  She then placed the little round container back in its hiding place.

TBC...