Several hours later

Several hours later, Emily is suddenly shaken awake by her friend Val.

"Hey, it's time to get up." Val says, sounding somewhat worried.

Emily is completely disoriented. The events of the night before are a total blur, her mind clouded by all the ****, cocaine and mind breaking fucking she experienced. That being said, she still clearly remembers all the sinful things she did, just not the exact minute by minute details of the entire night. She still has a vivid memory of the pleasure she experienced at the hands of all those men she let ruin her body. Speaking of, her body was now paying the price for her debauchery throughout the night. Her muscles ached from spending so much time on all fours, or on her back with her legs in the air, or on her knees sucking dick or bouncing on a BBC. However, that was nothing compared to the pain she was experiencing in her ass. Her back door felt like it had been stung by a hundred wasps, and she could feel it was still gaping wide open after being stretched out beyond repair by all those men running a train on her ass. All this pain must have been masked by the **** during the night, but now that it had worn off she was paying the price tenfold. She could even feel a dull aching in her pelvis, likely a result of a bruised cervix from the rough pussy pounding she had been begging for so desperately mere hours earlier.

"What... what's going on? What's the time?" She asks her friend as she slowly tries to orient herself.

"It's four in the afternoon. We better get going if we don't want to spend another night here." Val says, hurrying her friend to get up.

"You really think they would keep us here another night." Emily says, biting her lip at the thought of it.

Her mind turns from the aches and pains her body is experiencing to the memories of intense pleasure she has from the night before.

"Yes, and I know you're not ready for that yet girl, so get your things and lets get out of here." Val says.

Emily knows her friend is right, as her mind turns back to how much of a wreck her body is right now.

"Alright, good point." She says, using every bit of energy she's regained from her sleep to push herself up off the couch.

As she goes to stand, her legs suddenly turn to jelly and she nearly falls to the ground, if not for Val being at the ready to catch her.

"Whoa, easy there. Take a minute to get yourself together girl." Val says, holding her friend steady.

Emily's legs feel numb and weak, a result of being fucked senseless for hours on end last night. As she slowly tries to put more weight on them, they begin trembling at first, before slowly waking up and supporting her full weight beneath her. Val releases her firm grasp on her friend, allowing her to stand on her own.

"There she goes. Alright, get dressed and grab you're stuff then we can head back to my place." Val says, walking over to her dress which is crumpled up on the floor.

Emily looks around on the floor for her own dress, or at least the dress she was wearing which she borrowed from Val. She finds it tossed carelessly on the ground next to the couch. As she straightens it out, she soon finds that she didn't quite keep it as clean as she thought she did the night before. There are a couple stains on the front from either her own saliva, or men's... secretions. Unfortunately, there wasn't much she could do about it, and at least they were subtle, so she pulls it on overherself to finally cover her body up for the first time in hours. Or at least, partially cover her body up. At first she goes to look for her panties before remembering they were tossed in the bin near the beginning of her night by the first man she had sex with. Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment as she realises she's going to have to make the walk home with no underwear on.

It's at this point that she remembers how absolutely filled with cum she was the night before, to the point that she was overflowing from both her holes. However, she noticed that now, there wasn't even a hint of the stuff on her skin. She still felt somewhat bloated thanks to all of it that had been sprayed deep inside of her, but everything on the outside had been mysteriously cleaned from her skin. She looks over to her friend with a knowing grin, having a feeling Val had something to do with this. What a greedy little cumslut she was.

As Emily grabs her purse and checks that her phone is inside, she's reminded of the two times her husband video called her throughout the night. Safe to say, her marriage was totally ruined now. Whatever, it was that cheating asshole's fault anyway. Althouth, now that she was sober, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty for taking things much, much further.

With her purse in her hands, her dress just barely covering her body and her heels on, she was ready to go. She looks over to Val who is also fully dressed now.

"Alright, let's get out of here." Her friend says with a smile.