I feel pretty about not doing anything about my boyfriend getting beaten up two nights. But I feel even worse about letting the guy fuck me afterwards.
As my boyfriend lay unconscious against the wall, the other guy took me round the corner behind a bush and pushed me down to my knees. I don't know why I just let him do all this. I was scared and turned on.
He took his cock out and I just started sucking it like a common whore. Once he was hard he pulled me up, bent me over, pulled down my jeans and panties and just went straight in. I gasped as I felt him fill me. He went in easily because I was wet.
I'm not on the pill but I was too far gone to care. I nearly came but he came first- he really did seem to just want a quick victory fuck with the guy he'd just knocked out's girlfriend. He slammed into me and I felt his jizz spurt in me, and then he pulled out, zipped up, slapped my ass hard, and left.
I quickly fingered myself to my orgasm hidden behind the bush with his jizz leaking out over my fingers, and then pulled my clothes up and went to check on my boyfriend. He didn't come round for another few minutes and I slowly walked him home.
I don't know whether I should tell him.