My wife’s friends with Benefits rape story

My wife, at the age of 17 was raped by her friends with benefits story has been edited and changed for privacy reasons.

One of the times my wife was raped by her one of her past relationships

Marcus paused the game and killed the Xbox with a jab of his thumb. The basement went quiet except for the hum of the old TV. He stood, grabbed Selena around the waist, and hauled her off the couch like she weighed nothing. She kicked once, but he already had her over his shoulder, carrying her straight to the mattress on the floor in the far corner.

He dropped her onto her stomach and climbed on before she could roll away. One big hand clamped over her mouth while the other yanked her shorts and panties down in one rough tug. Selena tried to scream into his palm; the sound stayed trapped in her throat. Marcus spat on his cock once, lined up, and drove straight into her asshole in a single brutal thrust.

Her whole body jerked. The stretch burned white-hot, but he didn’t give her a second to adjust. He started pounding immediately, hips slapping loud against her ass with every stroke. Each time she tried to cry out he pressed his hand harder over her mouth, muffling every sound into a wet, desperate whimper. The basement walls swallowed everything.

Marcus fucked her ass like he was trying to break her. Deep, punishing strokes that forced her cheeks apart and made her hole gape around his thick shaft on every pull-out. Selena’s fingers clawed at the sheets. Tears ran down her face, but her pussy was already dripping onto the mattress beneath her. The pain started mixing with something hotter, something that made her clit throb every time his balls slapped her cunt.

He came without warning, flooding her guts with thick, hot spurts. She felt every pulse as he ground in deep and held there. When he finally pulled out, cum leaked from her stretched hole in a steady trickle. Marcus wiped his cock on her ass cheek, stood up, and went back to the Xbox. The game loaded again. He didn’t even look at her.

Selena stayed face-down on the mattress, breathing hard. Her asshole twitched, still open, cum sliding out in slow rivulets. She reached back with two fingers, scooped up a thick glob of his load, and brought it to her lips. The taste hit her tongue—salty, bitter, filthy—and she moaned softly around her own fingers. Her free hand slipped between her legs and rubbed her swollen clit in quick circles.

Marcus finished the match and turned around. He saw her licking his cum off her fingers and smirked. He crossed the room again, shoved her onto her back this time, and climbed between her spread thighs. One hand over her mouth, the other guiding his already-hard cock back to her cum-slick asshole.

He slammed in harder than before. Selena’s eyes rolled back. The second round was even rougher—short, vicious thrusts that made her tits bounce and her hole squelch wetly around him. Every time she got loud he covered her mouth tighter. She came the first time with his cock buried balls-deep in her ass, pussy clenching around nothing while fresh cum leaked down her crack. Marcus didn’t slow down. He kept railing her through the orgasm, using her spasming hole like a sleeve.

When he pulled out again she immediately reached back, scooped more of his load, and licked it off her fingers with a hungry moan. Marcus watched, eyes dark, then flipped her onto her stomach once more and mounted her from behind. He covered her mouth, lined up, and started the third round.

This time Selena pushed back to meet every thrust. Her asshole had loosened just enough to take him easier, but it still burned in the best way. She came again—harder—her whole body shaking while he pounded her through it. Cum and spit coated her fingers as she kept scooping and licking between orgasms. Marcus used her until he came a second time, pumping another thick load deep inside before pulling out and leaving her hole gaping and dripping.

He went back to the Xbox without a word. Selena lay there panting, ass raised, cum running down her thighs. She slid two fingers into her own wrecked hole, pulled them out coated white, and sucked them clean with a soft, needy whimper. Her clit pulsed again. She rubbed it in tight circles, chasing another orgasm while Marcus queued up the next match.

Every time the game ended he came back. Every time he covered her mouth, flipped her however he wanted, and fucked her ass until she came again. Selena stopped fighting. She spread her legs wider, arched her back, and offered her hole every single time. Between rounds she kept licking his cum off her fingers and off her own ass, moaning around the taste while she waited for him to finish the next match and come back to use her again.

By the time he finally shut the Xbox off for good, Selena’s asshole was puffy, red, and leaking steadily. She was on her back with three fingers buried in her own cum-filled hole, licking the mess off her knuckles while she rubbed her clit to another shaking orgasm. Marcus stood over her, cock already hard again, and she looked up at him with glassy, fucked-out eyes—silent plea written all over her face for him to come back and take her ass one more time.
She was 17 at the time and he was 19 at the Time but I edited some of the events for more enjoyable story and mostly because she doesn’t remember it. Also, the names have been changed for privacy reasons. Also a stupidly put a space in between my name so I apologize if you see the story twice.