It was a Friday night, I planned to spend my night like I always do; on Instagram,watching movies on Netflix or text a couple of my friends. That Friday was different. I walked into my room after chilling in my brothers’ room and saw I had a text. The text was from a guy who I gave my number out to that hitted on me while I was out for a jog about a month ago. He texted to see if I was free the next day and I made an excuse up like I always do,but this time I totally felt guilty and asked if he wanted to chill. Who the hell “chills” at 11:30 at night? I guess I do.
So ten minutes later I snuck out of my house after my mom fell asleep and across the street where my elementary school was. We met up infront on the Pre-School steps and sat there talking freezing our asses off. We talked about deep stuff, like sex and problems at home, things I’ve never told anyone. I actually enjoyed his company. I was shivering and he noticed so he suggested to go to his car, I agreed, only if he doesn’t try anything. We sat in his car and talked more about our lives,his future and my future with the occasional peck on the lips. I was being buttered up with his compliments about how sexy I looked while I was jogging, how I didn’t wear make up and that I was different from other girls.
When he said, “The guy who ends up with is lucky”, with a kiss, it was already game over. After that I was in a trance. He climbed over to my side of the seat, on top of me, gripping my ass while sliding his tounge in my mouth. I had no idea what to do so I just followed his lead. Next thing I know his hands are in my panties, fingering me, it was an odd feeling and It didn’t feel pleasurable nor horrible. After about an hour of doing that he climbs into the backseat and tells me to come.
I don’t know why I did climb over into the backseat when I had a pretty good idea about what might happen. He laid me down,shoving his hands into my pants again while kissing me. He fingered me until he couldn’t take anymore. He retracted his hands from my pants to pull his down and pull off his hoodie and shirt. I was slowly starting to process what the hell is happending when he pulled my pants with my panties down then sliding on a condom. Not long after he parted my legs and pushed in. I stayed quiet trying to wrap my head around the fact that I was having SEX and it was REAL. A couple of strokes later I couldn’t hold my whimpers in anymore. It was hurting like a bitch and I wanted it out but instead he stopped and wanted me to play with my clit while he was inside me. Instead of doing that I decided to thrust my hips towards him,ignoring the pain. I focused on him as he threw his head back with his mouth open. Seconds later he pulled me closer with him and rode out his orgasm. I didn’t feel an ounce of pleasure but he sure did.
After we put our clothes back on and sitting in the front seat, he gave me a peck on my lips and was falling asleep. At 2 AM, He dropped me off refusing to let me walk, with one last peck on the lips I snuck into my room and went straight to bed but not without sending a text to my bestfriend about how much I regretted what I just did.
I never heard from him after that and to find out he was 21 years old.
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