Wilder has an extra ticket to a party and invites his best friend Tristen to go with him. Tristen isn't quite thrilled but decides not to turn down his friend's offer.
'It's just a party. It's gonna be fun.' That's what Tristen thinks. Wilder, on th...
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I finally had the strength to stand up on wobbly feet and sit back on the bed. What the hell was wrong with me? I thought the side effects were gone by now, but this paralysis-like feeling stayed with me.
I got scared, but then I remembered that it might have something to do with the type of sex I had last night. Goosebumps raised on my skin when the memory resurfaced yet again. I also remembered that shaky feeling that I had and thought it was a seizure. Wilder said it was an orgasm.
I never experienced anything like that with Stacie or any other girl. I mean, I had orgasms before, just never so intense like that, and never felt it through my whole body.
I took the phone from my nightstand and opened up Google. I winced as I typed the words 'Anal Orgasm.' The results that showed up were... interesting.
Damn. I kept scrolling down. So that's what this is.
My legs were weak because of this new orgasm thing. I had an intense one last night and its effects stayed with me till this morning.
I placed the phone back on my nightstand, face down. The things I read were so graphic. I felt my cheeks blush. It was a whole new world for me. I felt guilty reading it. I shouldn't indulge in such sinful acts.
I put my palms together and closed my eyes. "Forgive me, Jesus."
I washed my sins away with the cross gesture and got up again. This time, my legs were strong enough to carry me to the bathroom. Although, the pain in my ass was still there. It made me limp and hiss as I walked. At least I wasn't bleeding.
I stood under the shower, roughly washing my skin in exaggerated movements. I felt icky. Every inch of my body looked dirty. To be covered in cum and sweat and God knows what else made me gag. It felt different when I was a bit horny by the juice. It felt less severe, but now, everything seemed so gross.
Washing myself this morning wasn't an easy task. Everything hurt. It felt like I was in a boxing class and I was the punching bag.
God, why does it hurt everywhere?
When I washed the soap off, I caught some discolorations on my wrists. I raised them to my eye level and saw that they were in fact bruises, red and fresh. Then I noticed my arms. There were little circled bruises like fingertips on them.
"What the fuck?"
Did he do this to me? How? Why?
As the soap washed off the rest of my body, I looked down and my eyes went wide.
Holy shit!
My legs and thighs had bruises. My inner thighs had teeth marks. Fucking teeth marks! Why would he fucking bite me there?
