Dianna Finds Sarah in the crowd

It took over an hour and a half for Dianna to push through another of what felt like a thousand walls of bodies and find sarah on her knees, one man before her with his hands entwined in her hair, a his head tilted back in ecstacy as his balls pulse with his climax as he dumps his load down her throat. One last grunt lost to the music as he pulls her face right to his stomach. Forcing his cock all the way down her throat one last time ensuring each and every drop dripples down her gullet before releasing his grasp upon her and walking away.

Sarah sat on the ground, dazed eyes staring forward as cum dribbled out of her mouth. Another man looked like her was going to move forward to use her and Dianna bolted ahead of him grasping her hands ariund sarahs face and staring deep into her eyes. She simply opened her mouth, as if preparing herself to be used again. Acceptance changed to confusion as no cock was presented to her, confusion turned to something **** as her eyes focused in on who was actually in front of her.

"Dianna? ..." she asked hesitantly. Her voice horse and rough from use.

"Yes, im here." Dianna said trying to comfort her, to reasure her. The man tried to step forward again with his cock in hand and Dianna turned to give him her most baleful glare stopping him in his tracks. He quickly turned to find another receptical for his shaft and hurried into the crowd. It wasnt like there was a lack of options at a freeuse festival.

"You left me!" Sarah cried as she lunged forward and wrapped herself around Dianna and began to sob. She could feel the slick coating upon her friends skin and she wondered how many had used her before she had been able to find her way back? How many times had she walked within a few feet of her and not noticed as person after person took their pleasure from her?

Guilt pierced through dianna like a knife in the heart. She had been the one to talk Sarah into coming here. She had been the one who assured Sarah that she could handle the fantasies in her mind. That if she ever felt unsafe she would pull her out.

There wasnt a scrap of clothing left on sarah, her breasts were covered with bites and slap marks, her inner thighs were dark with bruises from who knows how many men pushing their way between them. Her pussy, was gaping and raw, what was a gorgeous little slit that had tasted sweet as honey merely hours ago was stretched beyond recognition.

"Im so sorry" Dianna said as tears blurred her vision as she helped Sarah to her feet. It was almost hard to hold her up as bodily fluids dripped from her. She wasnt about to let her go again though as they made their way slowly through the crowd.

Dianna cursed herself again for not getting her drivers license, she cursed herself for not getting the tent set up, she cursed herself for even coming to this place. She cursed herself for have the intrusive thoughts of being envious of Sarah.

There were only a few options open to them now.