15 Minutes That Changed My Life, And My Marriage

I need to tell someone, even anonymously, about the 15 minutes that changed my life, and my marriage. It happened 2 years ago at a friend’s wedding. I attended the wedding and reception with my husband. During the reception, I excused myself to the ladies room. The hotel the reception was in was huge. I wandered around for a few minutes looking for the ladies room, not finding one, I decided to use a “family restroom” I found down a side hallway. I had been in the restroom for a few minutes, sitting on the toilet, peeing, when I heard the doorknob rattle. I remember saying “I’ll be finished in a minute.” The nob continued to rattle. Suddenly, to my surprise, the door opened. I was shocked that it had opened and to see a man standing in the open door way, coming into the rest room. “Excuse me!” I shouted as I pressed my legs together and reached down to pull up my pantyhose and underwear. The man came all the way in, closed the door behind him, and locked it? I was both surprised and angry at this strange man who came into the restroom. I was still sitting on the toilet, grasping my pantyhose and underwear in one hand, trying to pull my dress down with the other, when he turned to face me. I could see a huge bulge in the front of his pants and then I knew his coming into the restroom was no accident. I sat frozen as he opened his pants, took out his erect penis, and stepped closer to me. He grabbed the hair on the back of my head with one hand, and forced my mouth open with his other hand. Stepping toward me, he forced himself into my mouth. I was totally in shock! Two minutes ago I was sitting on the toilet peeing and now a strange man was forcing me to perform oral sex on him. What I remember most is the strong taste of his semen and starting to choke as he pushed himself deeper into my mouth. I don’t know how long it lasted – it seemed like forever – but suddenly he released (ejaculated) in my mouth. I struggled and tried to push away, but it was no use. He was very strong and pushed deeply into my mouth. He released at the back of my throat and I had no choice but to swallow what came out of him. I had been married for 15 years at this point and had only ever had sex with my husband. But, my husband had never released in my mouth. I was disgusted! He pulled out of my mouth and I struggled to catch my breath. As he stepped back away from me, I suddenly stood up, pushing my dress back down, faced away from him, and tried to pull my underwear and pantyhose back up. As I was doing this, I felt his strong hands on my shoulders, pushing me forward. He pushed my hips hard against the sink and then forced my upper body to bend forward, resting both my hands on the counter. He was right behind me and I couldn’t move. With my underwear and pantyhose still only halfway up my thighs, he reached down with one hand and roughly pulled my dress above my waist. With his one hand on my shoulders, holding me in place, he used his other hand to push his still hard penis between my legs. He started to thrust forward. I felt increasing pressure on my vagina until suddenly he entered me. Given his size, how rough he was, and how “unprepared” my vagina was; I felt a sharp pain when he first entered me. He pushed roughly back and forth, entering me further with each thrust. After about 10 hard thrusts he was fully inside me. It’s odd, but as this was happening, I remember thinking, “He’s so big. My husband has never been this deep inside me.” Eventually, I felt him pressing against my cervix. He was grunting and breathing heavily as he thrust in and out of me. My legs were trembling and I remember thinking, standing there in my heels, that I might topple over. He grabbed my hips with both his hands, thrust forward very forcefully, and pulled my hips back into him – he released again! I couldn’t believe it! My husband and I have a good sex life. But, I’ve never known my husband to release twice in one night, let alone twice in 5 minutes. The thought of this strange man inside of me, “making his mess” in me, disgusted me. But, I remember thinking, “At least I’m on the pill.” He pulled out and I remember feeling sore and I remember his sperm starting to leak out of me, dripping down my legs. Assuming it had to be over now, I was confused when I felt him reach down for his still erect penis and position it between my legs again. I remember thinking “He’s got it in the wrong place” when I realized he wasn’t done and the “wrong place” was where he wanted to be next – my butt! I know some couples have anal sex. But, my husband and I never have, we had never even discussed it. Given this man’s size, that I was dry back there, and that anal sex was new to me – he struggled to enter me. The more he struggled, the harder he pushed. Suddenly I felt the head of his penis push past the opening and enter me. I think I screamed at that moment? I think somehow he knew this was my first time having anal sex. He seemed to deliberately work his way deeper and deeper into my butt. He may have even said something to me like “Is this the way you want it?” and I may have said something like “No, of course not, I’ve never done this before!” I was begging him to stop. “Stop! Please Stop! I’m a married woman!” I pleaded. He didn’t care and continued to violate me. After 10 minutes of violating me anally, he released in me a third time. He withdrew from me, zipped up his pants, and left quickly. I was left leaning over the sink in shock – dress hiked up above my waist and pantyhose and underwear down around my thighs. I was so shaky that I sat down on the toilet for a minute. While gathering my thoughts, I could feel what he had released into my vagina and butt start to leak out. I cleaned myself with toilet paper as best I could, but the leaking continued. I finally got a maxi pad out of the vending machine on the wall, put in into my panties and pulled my underwear and pantyhose back up. Once I had situated myself, you couldn’t tell I had just been violated in every way possible by a stranger. When my husband and I got home from the reception I managed to find a way to tell him what happened to me. He was of course shocked and very supportive. He took me to the emergency room for an exam and we called the police from there. I never told my husband in detail what this man did to me, just that he forced me to have sex. But, I think he somehow saw a copy of the police report. About six months after the attack my husband and I started having sex again. Throughout our marriage, I had occasionally given him oral sex, not very often. But, now, he is insisting on receiving oral sex almost every time we are together and, several times, without asking me or warning me, he has ejaculated in my mouth. He apologizes when he does it, saying it was an accident, but he wants me to swallow his seed, not spit it out. What also makes me think he saw a copy of the police report was one time when we were having sex, and I was lying on my stomach, he entered my butt and came quickly. Again he apologized, saying it was an accident. But, I think the reason he now wants to release in my mouth and my butt is because the man who attacked me did those things. Those 15 minutes in the rest room, during that wedding reception, changed my life and my marriage. Not only was I violated by that stranger in the hotel restroom, my husband now violates my mouth and butt in our home. – Nausheen.

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