I'm a mess...

...literally and figuratively. I'm kind of disappointed and hurt that he came all over me, used me like that, hurt me physically and didn't even try to make me cum. At the same time though I'm still unbelievably turned on at being solely a toy for his pleasure, I glance at the mirror over our mantle and can't keep the phrase "cum dumpster" out of my head.

I kneel for a minute to catch my breath. I can feel his cum mixing with my saliva and dripping down my body. My eye burns where one of his shots landed. I'm still mesmerized by his thick semi-hard prick as he jerks himself in front of me though, so I did nothing about it for several minutes. It's starting to sink in again that I had just cheated on my boyfriend with a complete stranger. Eventually I stand up, turn around and reach for the t-shirt I discarded on the couch.