Yet a new day. Mona woke to the memory of the night before with a slight hangover. The memory of lots of cock on tap just for her like a herd of cats lining up to screw a female cat in heat. And then there was the anal part, which if she had to sum it up in a word, she would use 'enjoyable.'
Pussy sore, Mona took a shower and focused on scrubbing away the residual cum that had leaked out overnight caked around her crotch.
After what seemed like 20 minutes, she emerged clean. She dressed and joined the couple downstairs.
"Some party, huh?" Mona said.
"Yeah, it was pretty good. They had a better drink selection than usual," Saba claimed.
"Yeah, and you know what I heard? Apparently there was some guy on girl action upstairs," Mehrdad started.
"What??" exclaimed Saba.
"Yeah, apparently there was some chick that took something like ten guys, really rode the train," Mehrdad said.
"Oh my God," Saba expressed. "Do they know who she was? Was she a prostitute?"
"Not sure," he continued. "All I heard was she was Persian and apparently she had no problem with doing anal."
"What? Hahaha, oh my God, that's so nasty. She must have been the sluttiest prostitute ever," Saba said. "Promise me you'll never get involved with anything like that."
"What? Me? Never! I'm not crazy. Plus, I have you," he said assuringly.
Saba walked over and gave Mehrdad a hug and a kiss.
Mona, trying to act cool, was secretly shitting (figuratively). 'Oh, shit, word was getting out,' she was thinking to herself. 'Does Mehrdad know it was me? If he does, he sure doesn't show it.'
"Can you believe that Mona?" Saba started. "The same place we were in last night some slut was getting gangbanged by lots of those same men we were talking to. Just insane!"
"I know, right?" Mona replied. "It's unbelievable."
Two weeks later, Saba had to work on the weekend and Mehrdad was hosting some buddies at his house for a backyard barbecue. Saba asked Mona if she could help out.
"I'd do it myself, but I'm scheduled to work Saturday. Unless you want to switch with me?" Saba said.
"No, I'm happy not going to work. I don't mind helping out with the party. Shouldn't be too big a deal. Anyway, Mehrdad is doing all the cooking, right?" Mona asked.
"That's right. If you could just help out hosting by getting the door for any stragglers, offer drinks, keep it tidy so the guys can just focus on fun..."
"Got it! No problem, I got your back," Mona replied.
It was now the day of, Saba was at work filling prescriptions and what not, and Mehrdad and Mona were hosting the party. Between chopping some fruit, setting out plates, getting party ice, restocking the liquor and beer, Mona also made sure she looked nice.
She put on a cotton gown that was flowing and had some cleavage but not too much. She decided to go braless and commando since they tended to show lines through the dress. That along with doing her hair up, shaving in all the regular places, perfume, makeup, nail polish on fingernails and toenails, heels.
The men started to show around 3:30pm, a good mix of Persians and non-Persians. They all congregated in the backyard since it was an unseasonably warm day. Mehrdad was flipping burgers and brats, and the guys helped themselves to whatever they desired, including a beer or mixing a cocktail at the bar. Mona helped out in the drinks department when she wasn't doing other things.
At one point during the early evening she started to notice a few of the men giving her looks. She wasn't sure what for, if it was her dress was see-through, or her nipples were sticking out, but all seemed normal.
Eventually one of the guys who had been eyeing her strangely went up to ask for a drink and asked in a low voice, "Hey, remember me?"
Mona looked at him inquisitively head cocked to the side, "I'm sorry, have we met?"
"Yes, I'm positive. Remember the party two weeks back? We met there."
"Party?" She was concerned he was one of the guys who she'd slept with. There were so many of them, she probably couldn't pick hardly any of them out of a police line up. Feigning ignorance, "I don't remember any party."
"That's funny, cause I remember your beautiful naked body on display while roughly 8 or 9 guys came inside of you. Ring any bells?"
Mona turned beet red, both embarrassed and nervous that her drunken inadvertent orgies would get out to those who knew her. Her past it seemed had caught up with her.
"You won't tell anyone will you?" she asked with great concern in her whisper.
"I hadn't been planning on it, although I'm not the only one here. Have a drink with me and let's pretend it never happened."
She poured herself a double to calm her nerves and went and sat down with him by the pool.
"You know that was amazing, right? I'm not a swinger or anything. So I'd never experienced anything like that before. You have a real talent for sex with your stamina and gorgeous body. I have a feeling you could be a successful porn actress if you wanted."