His act of surrender, of giving himself into my body, regardless of the consequence, spoke more to me about his feelings for me and his willingness to share himself with me, even in the presence of his girlfriend, than any words could possibly have expressed.
Jolene rolled off me and my world expanded beyond the lips of her pussy for the first time in what seemed like hours. When she turned around, I got the giggles when I saw that her face was covered with a mask of goo. She moved aside and I saw that another gooey face belonged to Connie.
Jolene bent over me and kissed me. I put my hands behind her neck and kissed her grinning face back, heedless of the cum that was being smeared on me. When she let me, I started licking the coating of white cum off her face. After I had collected a mouthful, I pulled her lips to mine and let her suck my tongue clean. After her face was clean, she returned the favor and licked up the goo that had been transferred to me.
While this was going on, I felt Bud try to get his cock free. He seemed to be going about it a funny way, though. I should have thought he would just pull back until his dying erection allowed it to slip free. Instead, he was thrusting deeper into me with short little shoves, almost as though he wanted a different type of release.
When Jolene drew away, I could see from the look of unbridled lust on Bud's face that after what he had done and seen and had done to him, he wasn't going to be satisfied with one climax. He was using my clenched cervix to work his erection back into shape. He pushed and pulled and grunted until he was breathing hard and a light sheen of sweat had broken out all over him. He shoved that cock into me harder and harder, until I felt it swelling inside me. His expanding cock forced my womb open again stretching it out around his hardness.
When he had restored his erection, I thought he might pull it out, but he just kept on reaming me with it and it just kept on getting bigger. I could see by the size of his root that his cock had grown to truly prodigious proportions. The base looked like the trunk of a tree, with spreading roots growing up into his body. The part that was exposed was gnarled with bulging veins that seemed to spread and grow under his skin as we watched.
Everyone had assumed that Bud was finished after blowing that monster load all over everyone and they were all amazed and entranced by the sight of him using my pussy to forge his sword anew. As we watched, every muscle on his lean body seemed to grow and tighten as he forced more and more blood into his already immense member. It was already so hard that it felt like I was being raped with a steel truncheon. It was so large that I was being stretched to the point of pain, and beyond.
My hands were free, but my ankles were still tied to the corners of the low coffee table and my legs were spread apart so far that I was almost in a split. Bud had complete freedom to dominate me with his cock, not that it would have occurred to me to object. On the contrary, I was getting as turned on as he was from the brutal boring he was giving me. I was still very buzzed from all the orgasms and it took very little stimulation to get me going again. The feeling of having something as hard as that, deep inside me, threw me right back into a series of glorious climaxes and I flexed my vaginal muscles as hard as I could to intensify the sensation.
The heat and the contractions worked wonderfully well to rejuvenate Bud's organ and bring it to the point of bursting. All the thrashing around had loosened me up some, and made it possible for him to pull out of me. He took it slow, withdrawing on an inch or two at a time, until my opening at last disgorged the head of his cock. When it popped free his cock bobbed up and stood almost straight out from his groin.
Connie, Janice, Jolene, and Bambi pressed around to admire the sight. Every inch of skin on his cock was stretched so tightly that it looked like it has made of highly polished marble. The head was a massive purple knob almost the size of my fist. The shaft swelled a few inches behind the head until it was as thick as a baseball bat, then it narrowed again before broadening at the root to fill the whole space between his legs. The base of his cock must have been four inches across.
Four pairs of hands were instantly drawn to try to encompass that monster. My own could not even make it halfway around his girth. Bud stood as impassive as a statue as we stroked and caressed the fantastic gift he had made for us. His butt cheeks were as hard as concrete from being tensed so hard. His thighs were flexed and the bundles of muscle stood out under his skin like a bundle of sticks. His abdomen was concave from being sucked in with the effort of keeping that beast raised. Yet, he seemed to have transcended effort. He seemed calm and even peaceful, like a bodybuilder holding a pose for the judges.
If we had scorecards, they all would have read 10.0. Without a doubt, this was the finest example of erect male genitalia any of us had ever had the pleasure to meet in person. Judging by the looks on the others' faces, it was the most magnificent stallion cock any of them had even seen a photo of, either.
"My God, Bud!" I told him. "That is one truly impressive hardon! You should be proud. You should be very proud!"
"Damn, but that is beautiful, Bud," Connie told him. "That is a really humongous cock!"
"It really is nice and big," Jolene told him as she stroked it the way you might pet a cat. "I want it so much I could just die! Promise me that you won't give up on me until we have got that gorgeous thing all the way inside me? Please?"
Bud nodded and stroked her hair. He pulled her face close to the end of his cock and she opened her mouth as wide as she could and tried to force it onto the huge knob of flesh. Seeing her try to unhinge her jaw to get her mouth around that thing made my face hurt in sympathy and my pussy throb with need. I put a hand between my legs and pulled the skin up and down over my stiff clit while I watched Jolene mouthing the tip of Bud's cock.
Frustrated with her failure to get even a part of Bud into her, Jolene threw herself back on the table and spread her legs wide.
"Come on, Bud. Do it! Put that thing in me! Please!" she pleaded. She put both hands to her little pussy and tugged her tiny opening as wide as she could get it. It was a futile effort and we all knew it.
Bud started to state the obvious, but he only got as far as opening his mouth before thinking better of it. He nodded instead and knelt down between Jolene's legs.
"Hold her," he said. "She's going to squirm. Hold her tight."
We would not have moved a muscle, but Jolene spread out her arms and offered them to us to take a grip. Seeing that she was willing, we reluctantly arranged ourselves around the table and each took hold of a limb. I would up with her right leg and Bambi her left, so we had the best view of the proceedings. Bud put the tip of his hard cock against her pussy lips and rubbed it around to lubricate it. Jolene started to pant and we could hear the beginnings of a whimper escape her throat. She sucked her lower lip between her teeth and raised her head up so she could see. Connie pushed a throw-pillow under her head for support.
"All right," Bud said. "Jolene, I want you to know you can stop this anytime you need to. I want you to use a safe-word to let us know when you really want to stop. If you have had enough, all you have to do is say the word 'antidisestablishmentarianism'. Got it? OK, let's go."
We all laughed out loud at Bud's idea of a safe-word. Jolene laughed, too, but while she did so, Bud pressed the head of his cock against her tiny opening, stretching it out until the flesh was taut.