It was already getting dark and it was necessary to get home to the farm as soon as possible, until the parents began to worry. Gathering and wiping away tears, I turned around in search of my clothes. The clothes still hung in the same place where I hung them.

In the raskoryachku rearranging the legs, I went to my jeans. They were still wet, but to a greater extent already dried up. Having found a less clean rag in the building, I moistened it and wiped it out for how long it turned out, unlike the vagina, I couldn’t even touch the anus, an unbearable burning pain, like thousands of needles stuck in the anus, appeared from any touch.

Leaning against the wall, I began to pull the jeans, it was not an easy task, tight wet jeans barely climbed on me. After spending a good ten minutes on my pants, I finally managed to fasten them on my stomach. Jeans from the water sat down a little, so they just obtyanuli me completely, highlighting every curve of my legs, hips, and the seam tightly dug between the genital lips clearly tracing them along with the rings inserted into them. Having made one step, I howled, the seam slipped between the buttocks and pressed into the anus by pressing on it, one more step and I almost fainted from the pain that caused the seam of jeans to my torn anus. I unzipped my pants and lowered them a little, leaving a couple of centimeters from the crotch to jeans. After walking a couple of steps and making sure that jeans no longer cause pain, I pulled on a T-shirt and left the building.

Gray clouds drifted weakly in the sky, drizzling like rain. There was probably another kilometer to the city and I moved further along the road through the forest, trying to be unnoticed by anyone. Even though the city remained for about ten minutes, in my current state I hoped that I would stay for at least an hour. Each step was given with not much pain in the ass and with sounds of pop-up, making a stretched vagina and gaping anus. Having walked for about 20 minutes, I stopped and leaned against a tree, it was very tiring to go to the raskoryachku, plus the whole jeans again got wet with sperm and other liquid flowing from my holes, gathering in a puddle in my pants. Lowering my jeans to my knees and squatting, I heard a part of the accumulated liquid flowed out of my holes with a gurgling sound. Shaking off the liquid from my jeans, I hobbled on. The forest was quiet and calm, sometimes the silence was broken by the distant rumble of thunder, chirping birds or leaves rustling, and behind the trees there were rare sounds of passing cars. From the rain the air became very fresh and light, and the time passed almost invisibly, not counting the pain.

I got to the city in about an hour, my house was on the edge of the city, and I couldn’t walk through the city like that with my jeans smeared with secretions, so I had to walk along the outskirts of the city and hide from any shadow.

I got to the house by 10 pm. Before entering the house, I had to pull on my jeans so that my parents would not suspect anything. By the light of the lantern, making sure that the clothes looked completely acceptable, I moved to the door. 20 before the door of the steps seemed to me like hell, with every step the seam of jeans as sandpaper dug in and tore my anus apart. Being finally behind the door of the house I heard the voice of the mother.

- "Becky, is that you?" Cover dinner? ”

- "Yes, it's me mom, I already ate at the party and was very tired."

- "If anything, dinner in the fridge" - finished mom.

Lifting into my room was a real test for me, 10 steps that seemed to me like an eternity, with each leg lifting, the seam rested so strongly against the anus that I was on the verge of loss of consciousness. It began to seem to me that by the end of the ascent my anus had turned into a real bleeding mess.When I reached the top of the climb, I was all in sweat, and between my legs everything was wet, but I still got to my room.

Going into my room and closing in the bathroom, I finally sighed with relief, everything was behind ... Turning on the water in the bathroom, I slowly began to take off my jeans. The entire inside of the jeans was in a pink-brown liquid that began to drip onto the tile floor of the bath. Having completely undressed, I went to the washstand and took a mirror. To get a good look at my holes, I lay down on my back and lifted my legs, spreading them shoulder-width apart.

Looking in the mirror I wanted to cry again ... The anus was a shocking sight - one centimeter gaping, the edges of the anus were all in red microcracks, swollen, slightly protruding and letting out a viscous brown-red liquid, and finally a ring was inserted into the partition between the anus and vagina.

The vagina didn’t look any better; the labia minora were not evenly stretched, one for 3 centimeters the other for 2 centimeters, plus rings with the same diameter as the other, about 2-3 centimeters were inserted into them. Never a small pussy now gaped at two centimeters, slightly spreading the lips one could perfectly see the open uterus, in which white clots of sperm were molded along the edges.

- “What to do?” - a question hung in my head.

- “It’s impossible to go to a doctor, shame, they will think, that little slut broke her holes to pieces, and then parents will find out ...”

- “Or maybe everything will heal, if you don’t touch them?” - I seized on this thought, convincing that at least partially something would come back to normal.

Having risen and put the mirror, I headed for the hot tub.

Immersion in warm water made me breathe with relief and pleasure, after 2 days of cold dirty fucking, I finally wash myself. Plunging, I felt like water gushing into the gaping holes, pinching wounds ... After a little pokaremav and completely relaxing, I pulled out the plug in the bath and started to lift out of the water. Rising, I felt like the water began to leave my fools, leaving behind a void. Wiping myself after a bath and more or less cleaned up, I moved to my bed. In order not to hurt my tormented little hole, I put only my loose nightie on my naked body and flopped my stomach on the bed, I fell asleep ...

I stood in front of the mirror looking at myself and thinking what to wear to go to the club. Going to the closet, I began to look for something that could come up today. After nearly an hour and a half of digging in my not small collection of dresses, I chose a white dress. The dress was very short, but long enough to cover my ass, it boldly covered her chest without showing it.

Having chosen my outfit, I took off my clothes and went into the shower. I sighed with pleasure as warm water flowed through my sexy body. Taking shampoo, I slowly massage my hair, and then turn and wash the whole body. The smell was slightly fragrant with floral aromas. I closed my eyes and slowly washed my soft white skin until I realized that my fingers were rubbing slowly around my nipples. I squeezed them slightly and turned, until I began to massage the entire breast. My right hand slowly slid down the abdomen and lower thighs until it found my clitoris. I leaned against the wall so that the shower would spray my water on my private parts. I slowly began to rub my clitoris, along with the water that drips on it. Writhing on the wall, a stifled moan of pleasure popped out of my lips, I began to massage harder, moving closer and closer to my orgasm. Putting your foot on the edge of the bathroom, making room for more active masturbation. I clutched the shower pipe to keep my balance when my legs began to tremble. Grabbing harder for her, I pulled back the little pink hood, exposing the clitoris for strong pressure of water. I gasped and moaned, losing my balance and almost falling over the edge of the bath.After a few minutes of orgasm, I turned off the water and stood still for a while, feeling the drops of water descending through my body.

After the shower, I went to the drawer with underwear and took out a golden, Brazilian-style tight shorts-panties. The dress was rather short just below the buttocks, barely hiding my panties. I looked in the mirror combing my ...