When I was in high school I had a project for my writing class that I had to do with a partner. It was an elective so I was paired with a senior boy that was older than me, but we had been friends in the class so he was really cool to me and everything. I thought he was really cute too, even though I had a boyfriend at the time. He drove me to his house after school so we could do the project one day and no one was home except us. We finished the project pretty early because I did a lot of the work. He said I was a good partner and that he was only taking the elective because he needed to graduate…I was a “big help.” He told me that we could just hang out until it was time for me to go home, so we sat on his bed and watched tv, talking about random things. At one point, he asked if I liked to drink or smoke and I told him I didn’t really do that… He kind of laughed and said “you’re a good girl.” And, my face must have turned red or something because he said I was really cute and that it was a good thing. I got a bit shy and he tugged on the edge of my skirt. It didn’t seem creepy or anything, because he had asked me about my boyfriend earlier so I didn’t think he was flirting with me…But then, he started saying different things like “I bet he (my bf) loves that you’re so small” and that me being short probably comes in “handy”. He said he could probably toss me around so easy. I told him my boyfriend never tried. He asked if I was a virgin, I told him no. Then he asked all kinds of things…What position I liked, if I liked being kissed down there, if I was into white guys, what color my nipples were (I’m mixed) and I was honest about everything. He seemed surprised that I was so open too but I didn’t want him to think I was a slut so I told him I just watched porn a lot (which was true) and he said that it was so sexy. “I bet you look really cute like that” I told him I didn’t think so… “You could show me..” I got really nervous and tried to brush him off all nonchalantly. I told him “I like when other people do it for me” because I wanted to seem cool while turning him down-I wasn’t thinking…but then I realized what that sounded like. He laughed and said “You just had to ask” and put his hand under my skirt and I squeezed my thighs shut. That’s when I noticed that I had gotten wet from him asking me all those things. I told him I didn’t mean it like that. He said that it was alright…but he kept going. He started getting rough, pulling my hands away when I tried to move his hands off me. He got between my legs and lifted my shirt, tugged my bra down so my boobs showed. He licked my nipples (I had told him how sensitive they were) and it made me moan and squirm but I was still really trying to get him off me. I could feel how hard he was, rubbing against me… And, it felt good…But I didn’t want to cheat-I hated cheaters. So I kept telling him I wanted to go home. He put his hand down my panties anyway and I begged him to stop. He just laughed at me because he felt how wet I was. I’m so sensitive…I get wet so easily and it’s always so much it wasn’t my fault… He started fingering me and I started to cry. He told me “don’t cry, I know you like it” I shook my head and he pulled his hand away and showed me his fingers. I covered my face with my hand because I was embarrassed but he held it down. He demanded that I look, his voice was different and not as nice. His fingers were covered with my cum… I tried to wiggle away from him but he squeezed my face until my mouth opened and shoved his fingers in. That was the first time I ever tasted myself…He started undoing his jeans. Pushed my panties aside and tried stuffing himself into me, but it wasn’t fitting. It hurt so bad-I squealed every time he tried to put it in. I was too wet it made him just slip out before he could get in deep enough. I thought that was a good thing-I started mumbling something about not being on birth control, thinking it would scare him into thinking I would get pregnant so he’d stop. He got really frustrated and just said “fine!” And let me go. I sat up, thinking everything was ok…but he changed his mind and grabbed my hair, twisted me backwards until I was on my knees. I freaked out, I knew what he was doing…I struggled so much kicked and clawed at his thighs from behind me. But he put his knees on my calves, he was so much bigger than me it hurt so much. It felt like the blood was being cut in my legs they even started to get numb. But I forgot about that pain the second he spread me open and tried to push into my little hole…I never had anal before. It was even more painful than him trying to fuck me before. He wasn’t getting anywhere because it was so rough and tight but then…he used his hand to wipe my cum from my pussy up over my ass…I was already dripping onto the bed because he had spread my legs open so wide…he even used some to rub on his dick and I could hear the wet sounds of him jerking himself off with it. I started crying again because it turned me on…I liked that he liked how wet I was and I knew I deserved what he was doing. He grabbed my ass and spread me more, pushing in. It started going in this time and I started to scream so he grabbed a fist full of my hair and thrusted in so hard that I fell forward. It didn’t stop him, he just shoved my face into his pillows and started fucking me. It got so deep and hurt so much…I just screamed and cried into the pillow, gnawing at the pillow case and trying to get from under him. He was so heavy on top of my back, and his body was so hot it made me sweat. I thought he was suffocating me-I told him I couldn’t breathe and he said “good” He wrapped his arm around my neck and started choking me…yanking at my hair and saying things to me. That I was a slut, that I loved it. He said he loved my ass. He had gotten as far as he could then, he stopped pulling out as much and just thrusted in me deeper and deeper. It started to feel good like that it only hurt when he pulled out… So, I stopped screaming and fighting and just sobbed…because I didn’t know if I was being raped, because it started to feel good, and because he started moaning and kissing my cheek and neck. He said he had to go slower or else he’d cum and he didn’t want to just yet. He wanted to fuck me more. He told me not to cry. He said “I could be your boyfriend” But then…he told me that I was a “good girl” again, and something happened.I don’t know what I did but hearing him call me that turned me on, I’m not sure if I moaned or if I moved against him but it made him grunt and pound into me hard. He squeezed my hip and pinned me down to the bed, he started going fast again and …it made me moan and whimper. He let go of my hip and dug his hand under me so he could play with my pussy…he started rubbing my clit…I couldn’t hold back anymore, I really liked it but I tried to hide my moans with more crying. He yanked my head up by my hair and mumbled things into my ear about me being good to him. He started moving his hips in slowly, then thrusting really hard and sharp so he could hear me yelp. He stopped moving his hand and just kept thrusting into my ass, he was drooling down my neck, moaning in my ear saying bad things. And when he pushed in it made my clit slide up and down against his fingers…everything sounded so wet because of me. I started breathing faster even though he was fucking me nice and slow, my eyes kept rolling back and it felt like he was buried in my ass and pushing against the walls of my pussy. I didn’t even care that I was moaning and he could tell, I didn’t care about anything-I started cumming hard and squirming…crying more. He loved it. He groaned and pumped into me, spread my ass more and started to fill me up with his cum. I felt him twitching in me, felt something warm burning in me…but the way he was moaning and sliding in and out of me so easily…feeling him fill me up like that it made me start to cum a second time…I begged him to stop told him I didn’t want to again and that I couldn’t take it, it felt like I was going crazy. I just kept slamming my fist into the bed it was too much. That never happened to me before it was hard enough to cum just once… My leg started shaking…I couldn’t make it stop, even while he just laid on top of me. He told me that he was sorry for being so mean, that I was a good girl and he should’ve fucked my pussy. He finally pulled out and there was blood and cum on his bed…and so much of his cum dripped out of me. He made me shower with him and it burned. He was very gentle and nice again, but he said that if I told anyone my boyfriend would think I was a slut and would break up with me. He drove me home and his cum was still leaking out of me so I had to shower again. I didn’t tell anyone and I don’t think he did either.

