Part 5
I was shaken awake and through my sleepy eyes I wondered if everything the previous night was just an insane dream, but as my vision became more and more focused and I could take in my surroundings I came to the realisation that it did indeed happen. A look of shock crossed my face as I made eye contact with James standing by me arm outstretched to help me to my feet. The smell of cum and piss was everywhere. James I notice has an erection as he eyes wander over my body. Seeing his eyes focus on the dried cum stains covering my thighs I smile and absent mindedly rubbed my belly as my husband licks his lips.
Eventually he regains his senses and fetches the remains of my dress, practically shredded to pieces, but salvageable albeit temporarily. What I didn’t expect was the sizeable shit stain over it amongst the other stains. The smell made me gag, but it beats trying to get home in just my ruined knickers. The man who I once respected standing nearby tied his shirt around his waist hiding his subpar cock behind the piss stained material.
The day is drawing on and I am starving, tired and my body aches all over. All I want is to take a shower and sleep, but first we need to get home. We collected our belongings that had been emptied into a pile. Luckily our house keys had been left, but our wallets and phones had been taken. We started to make our way back through the woods scraping ourselves against branches and stumbling over the uneven ground neither of us daring to go near the path. Eventually though we arrive at the edge only a few roads away from home. We agreed that despite the state of my outfit I was in a better state to be discreet about grabbing the car and coming back to pick him up. We did the best we could at trying to fix my hair and make my look presentable and then taking a deep breath I made my way out into public.
Fortunately for me the only people I saw were a couple far off down the road. That is until I turned into my road and to my horror my neighbour’s son Mark and his girlfriend are sitting on their garden wall. He has always been a snarky piece of shit and ever since he turned 18 and got an equally shitty girlfriend his cocky attitude has only gotten worse.
Before I could adjust my course they noticed me and the laughing at my state of dress began. The girlfriend repeatedly asked where I had just come from and despite my best efforts to ignore them I could feel my cheeks flush and my body start to shake. She jumps down from the wall and started to make her way toward me, Mark following close behind. Blocking me on the pavement my only choices are to divert across the road or to try and barge through, but before I could make a decision the couple are standing right in front of me. They look me and up and down and their faces go through a mix of shock, horror, disgust and a look that seemed pure malicious. She turns her nose up as the smells coming off of my body and dress and she realises what I’m covered with. “Oh my God! Look at this disgusting fucking whore” she squealed as Mark appeared next to her. He sneered as he took in my appearance letting me know how he truly felt by spitting onto my dress. He asks me that since I seem to be letting anyone have a turn when can he get a chance to unload in me. I tell him to fuck off and make a move to push past the couple only to be pushed back against the garden wall. Not wanting anymore of my neighbours to see me in this condition I elect to stay quiet and not cause anymore of a fuss. I calmly remind Mark that he is in public and he doesn’t want to get into trouble.
Despite his warning Mark decided to push his luck and whilst licking his lips he grabs my nipple and pulls it painfully. I cry out in pain and I try to pull away. I barely have the strength to resist him as he twists and pulls. He whispers something to his girlfriend who grins and together they turn back toward his house. He starts walking still holding my nipple dragging me behind him with his girl pushing me along. We pass his house and end up in my own garden, he pushes me behind the garden wall and kicks the back of my knees forcing me to the floor. I land hard on my hands and knees. The girl who I only then find out is called Carla moves around to my front and holds to the ground. Mark on the other hand has grabbed my hips and raised and lifts my dress up exposing my butt to him. He rips my already weakened knickers away and I hear him unzip his jeans. I plead with Carla to not let him do this and that I’ve already been through too much in the last 24 hours. She chooses to ignore as I feel Marks wet hand forcefully rub my arsehole. He inserts two fingers inside and twists them around stretching my butthole as he goes. I cry out in pain as try to turn away receiving a slap to my face from Carla in response. Mark pulls out and wipes his fingers on my butt cheeks. He repositions himself and I feel the head of his cock push against my entrance. As he pushes hard my arse stretches to receive him. The pain is immense, but I keep quiet as tears start to fall down my face. Mark buries himself deep inside and just as quickly pulls out again before burying his cock again.
The pain of being anally raped eventually starts to fade as pleasure starts to form. I start moaning and moving my hips in time with his thrusts. Carla I notice has her phone out and is filming the entire show. My face on full view I know there is nothing I can do to hide any shame I may feel so I decide to make the most of my situation. I ask Carla to join us to which she obliges stepping out of her tracksuit bottoms and dropping her thong to the ground. She lays herald on the ground l, grabs my head and shoves it into her hairy pussy. The smell is overpowering and I can tell this girl hasn’t washed in at least a few days, but I stick my tongue out and move it to her clit. I hear her start to moan as my tongue twists and turns around her pussy inside and outside all the while getting fucked in the arse.
Knowing in my head I’ve taken back some control of the situation and I raise my face away from Carla turn my head back to Mark and demand that he cum inside me, turning back to Carla letting her know I’m going to make her cum. I bury my head back into her wet cunt licking and tongue fucking like no tomorrow. It’s not long before Mark’s pace quickens and suddenly stops as he grunts and unloads deep inside my rectum. He collapses back and with a slurp sound his cock slips out, his cum not far behind. Watching her boyfriend finish inside a whore like me pushes Carla over the edge and as her orgasm spreads over her body, she cries out loudly in pleasure and I feel something wet hit my face. Causing me to jump in surprise as she squirts over me and into my mouth. The taste is foul, but I do my best to lap up what I can with my tongue. As she regains her senses Carla red faced and sweaty and stands up and pulls her trousers back up. Looking embarrassed she grabs Mark and walks out of my garden not even acknowledging my presence and leaving me exposed on the floor, cum leaking out of my butt and my face soaked and dripping.
Giving myself a few minutes to collect myself and ensure no one comes to see what happened I get up and make my way into the house. Slamming the door behind me I drop to the floor and burst into tears. I cry knowing my life will never be what it once would and how in less than 24 hours my seemingly perfect marriage had imploded and I knew that its will no longer be what it once was and I don’t even feel that broken up about that. I give myself a few more minutes to process my emotions before getting back to my feet and prepare myself to go pick up the man currently still waiting for me in the woods.
End of Part 5
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