I woke up the next day after our super bowl party wondering if I had dreamt the events from the night before. However, I quickly realized the reality of the situation when Megan wasn't in bed next to me.
Since I was running late for work, I had to rush to get ready. Before walking out the door I did a quick check of the house only to find nobody home. I figured the girls must have stayed the night at Sean's house which made me upset to think about. I decided to swallow my jealousy and fear deep inside and focus on my day ahead.
On the drive to work, visuals of what happened the night before kept flashing through my head along with a mix of emotions both good and bad. I could feel my cock aching in my pants while my stomach turned at the way these guys seemed to have some sort of control over my girlfriend and my ex-girlfriends. Kristine was pretty much on her own last night with Anthony but I'm sure she enjoyed the same treatment after I had left.
At work, I attempted to pass the day. However, I knew my head was elsewhere. At lunch, I decided to text Megan. When I pulled my phone out and selected iMessages, the photo she sent me from the night before was the first thing that popped up. Startled at first, since I had forgotten it was the last thing she texted me, I hid my phone from the view of people around me before enlarging the photo again. Seeing her on her knees again with a huge black cock in front of her was definitely very arousing. After I saved the photo in my Dropbox, I texted her back.
ME > Where are you? You didn't come home last night and I'm worried. Call me.
After work ended, I realized I still didn't have a response to my text from earlier and I started to get even more upset. As I raced home, nearly getting pulled over as I drove, the images of her sucking Daniel and Sean's cocks kept flashing through my head. It's funny because the image of Nathan's cock pleasing Megan turned me on while the older guys made me very uneasy. Perhaps it was because of how forceful they were with her or the fact that they had financial resources similar to mine. Nathan wasn't a threat in my mind, just pleasure for her, I thought.
When I arrived back at our house, I did a quick search of the house again only to find nobody there still! Frustrated that I didn't find her home, I decided to walk over to Sean's house to see if they were still there. As I approached his front door, I paused to see if I could hear anyone inside before I peeked through his entry door side window. After I worked up the nerve to enter, I tested the door and was relieved it was unlocked.
When I entered the house it was exactly the same as when I had left the night before. Empty beer bottles and everything a mess. The image of Daniel getting his cock sucked by Megan while I watched popped back into my head as I walked past the couch where the event took place.
I checked the bedroom directly off the living room first since it was Sean's bedroom and it was empty. The bedding was on the floor and it looked like a massive orgy took place. Magnum condom wrappers, red solo cups, and a lonely realistic looking huge white dildo littered the room. Next, I searched the other rooms down the hall only to find one of the bedrooms occupied by one of the black guys who came late and a young white girl I didn't recognize.
She must have arrived after I left, I thought. The girl looked very hot, probably college age or just out of college, possibly a friend of Anthony or Nathan. Observing the two embracing on the bed naked was very erotic. The younger blond girl was cuddled to the right side of the very well built black guy, with his large flacid cock laying limp over his hip left. Trying not to wake them, I quietly closed the door and continued my search for Megan.
I then explored the backyard, eventually approaching the pool house door which was cracked open. When I peeked inside, I was relieved to finally find both Megan and Sara passed out on the couch cuddling naked, with what looked like dry cum all over their skin. The couch was wide enough to treat as a bed when the matching ottoman was pushed in all the way.
As I looked around the room, it seemed like John had set up his cameras and filmed whatever took place there the night before. He set up tripods, two cameras, and even light boxes. Seeing that he turned their sexual experience into a production worried me. I wondered where the photos would go and I know Megan and Sara were not thinking straight the previous night, most likely due to the molly and alcohol.
At that moment, from the bathroom, I heard the toilet flush and out came John, still visibly drunk or high, stumbling stark naked with his large cock swinging flaccid between his legs. This was the first time I had met John, besides the brief hello as he walked into Sean's house the night before. He must have seen me in the room but didn't seem to care because he immediately focused on his cell phone completely ignoring me. He definitely didn't know I was Megan's boyfriend since we had never been formally introduced.
At that moment Megan woke up and noticed I was there, and staring at John's flaccid but still long cock hanging freely by their heads. Sara was cuddling with Megan as if they both had enjoyed each other as well.
Speaking in a quiet but angry tone, I said, "Can we talk?" before walking out of the pool house.
John was intoxicated enough to not notice my anger. As Megan left the room, John crudely squeezed her right breast before slapping her ass making her smile and jump. When John slapped Megan, the sound woke Sara. After rubbing her eyes, Sara immediately rolled away from everyone toward the inside backrest of the couch, sticking her beautiful naked butt outward before passing out again. I thought to myself that they must have been tired out last night. They looked exhausted!
Megan joined me on the lounge chairs outside before saying, "I hope you aren't mad babe. You seemed pretty upset when I closed the door last night and you never responded to the photo we sent you. Did you like it?"
I didn't respond immediately since I was pretty upset with her for not coming home, "What were you thinking last night! I've never seen you act like that!"
Megan responded, "I was so horny after the bar I wasn't thinking. Plus, Kristin and Daniel both gave me molly so I was feeling extremely turned on babe. Please don't be mad."
Before I responded, I was distracted by John inside the pool house, still completely nude, checking the viewfinder of his camera as if he was scrolling through the photos or videos from the night before. He eventually put the camera down and joined Sara back on the couch, laying behind her as I'm sure he was about to slide his cock back inside her from behind.
I finally responded to Megan, "I just can't believe the way you acted. Let's go home."
Megan didn't say a word as we walked toward the main house to search for her sundress from the night before. As we walked away I heard Sara moaning from John obviously fucking her again.
The walk home from Sean's house was quiet and in my mind, very tense. When we walked inside our house, Megan was studying me, probably trying to gauge how angry I actually was. I don't think she judged my level of anger accurately because as we entered our bedroom, she flirtatiously stripped again with a naughty smile on her face. Perhaps she was still feeling the effects of the molly I thought.
She started by lifting her sundress over her head revealing her completely nude body, before bending over with straight knees to remove her gold ankle bracelet. As she did so, she fully exposed her puffy red pussy lips to me, visibly gaping from the size of the cocks she took. Megan looked back over her shoulder at me catching me staring as we made eye contact, before cracking a naughty smile again. At that moment the visual of John's cock flashed through my mind as Megan disappeared into the shower. As I sat on the bed processing what had occurred, I couldn't help but wonder how many times she let them fuck her the night before, and exactly how many guys there were.
At that moment, Megan's phone vibrated and I got up to look at it on the night stand.