Escaping

I dated a bf for many years, whom I dearly loved and thought I would get married to. He had a step uncle who was obsessed with me and would pressure him to marry me. I hated it, his uncle objectified me and my bf knew it but never stood up. The attention started to get to me, I started to think my bf really had no intentions of marrying me. He got my number, texted me and I soon started confiding in him. My bf had no idea, his aunt was never around, never really liked his family either. He was a sweet talker, I started getting nervous around him. Finally I got the courage to tell my boyfriend I wanted us to get away. I didn’t want to be close to his family or step family. He told his step uncle, I felt betrayed. Then it happened, we were celebrating his fathers birthday. They were outside grilling and I was upstairs having my pussy wrecked. Chaotic, wet, ravished, I didn’t care anymore. He grunted in my ear, your mine, your not going anywhere with this snowbunny pussy. Digging deeper and deeper, he broke his condom in me. We took a break I was nervous we would get caught. I have made love to my bf before, but his step uncle took my breath away. We went outside, to reunite with the family. His aunt was there fighting with his father. She left the party with their car, my bf asked if I could drive my step uncle home, he wanted to stay to play games with his friends. I thought it was a joke, should I be mad or wet? Both, maybe? His step uncle yanks me into the kitchen, sticks his hands down my ass, finds my pussy, fingers me. I think I wanted to get caught, maybe if someone saw I thought. If only my boyfriend wanted me this much, I opened my eyes again. Nothing, no one close by. Where where the woman at this party? He pulls up my jeans, squeezed my ass, tits, his hands where everywhere. We leave, he’s driving my car, I’m blowing him. His rythm is exhilarating, I’m thinking how long can he last now. He calls my bf, I’m nervous. He thanks him for having me drop him off then tells him he thinks I wasn’t feeling to well, I was headed back home to my parents. He hangs up, my phone rings. I answer and give the same story, I’m not coming back. We spend the next hour steaming up the car, making love in a random park till nightfall. I’m a wreck, the car is a hot mess. His wife rings infatuated he’s not home, uh oh. I drop him off, did she have any clue? He texts me she has no idea, tells me he’s going to change her mood. A recording lands in my messages, smack smack smack. He’s giving it to her, I can’t believe he’s still going. Wow, she’s not you, you are everything, I wish she had big tits like you. I hate this, I don’t answer back. I break up with my bf the next day. We fight, I want out but my bf tries to wow me for the next few weeks. Then things stop, I started focusing on school. I date around but nothing close. Now im getting thoughts, I miss him.