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Matt

Age when it happend: 18
Where it happened: In his car
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight

I first met Matt on our choir trip my sophomore year of high school. He was a junior. And not in the choir. So i thought it terribly rude and stupid that he just decided to come along with us to New York City to sing with us at Carnegie Hall. I hated his guts. He was a big, football player type (actually he did play football) with dark shaggy hair that fell over his eyes giving him a perpetual twitch because he flipped his hair outta his face so often. Like i said, I hated his guts. So junior year (mine) rolls around, he’s a senior, and lo and behold he’s in the advanced choir which i’m in as well. I was pissed. I didn’t even think he could sing, he was just some dumb jock perpetrating our excellent choir. Turns out he was pretty good. The moment i heard him sing I was head over heels. Over the year we became pretty good friends and had a lot of ups and downs in terms of our friendship because he had a girlfriend and i liked him and i thought he liked me…blah blah blah, you know the shpeil. But none-the-less we got to be pretty good friends. He left for college the next year, and we still kept in touch. When he came home on long weekends or holidays we would hang out, grab coffee, watch a movie at his house. The usual. And we always knew that there was something between us, but we just moved our way cautiously around that conversation. So…we stayed friends through that year as well. All the while my friends think he’s a total asshole (they have this whole time) because of the way he doesn’t do anything, and they say he’s using me, etc. etc. So fast forward to two days before I’m about to pack up my bags and head to NYC for college. I’ve said goodbye to most of my friends already because many of them started school before me. So I’m one of the only ones left. But I haven’t said goodbye to Matt. So I text him at around 9 at night “U gonna say goodbye, or am i just gonna move 2 NY and never cu again?” I don’t hear back from him, typical. I’m getting ready to go to bed around 11 cuz i’m beat from packing all day when my phone starts to vibrate, it’s Matt. I answer. “Hey! Come over, we’re having a party at my house. I wanna see you before we leave!” I’m like “I’m in my pajamas already, i’m tired, my parents are asleep, they would hear me open the garage if i tried to leave and then i’d get grilled on where i was going and since they aren’t fans of you i wouldn’t be able to go.” “Ok” he says “I’ll come over there. meet me outside your house.” and he hangs up. ok fine. i’ll meet him. so i try to fix my hair up a little bit, and grab some chapstick and sneak out my ground level window. i walk out to the front of my house to wait for him. he comes driving down my street in his big gold suburban, and comes down my driveway. I don’t expect this to be a long conversation, just a goodbye, see you at christmas kinda thing. but he tells me to get inside, it’s cold (even though it’s the middle of august, it wasn’t cold). so i did and we start talking, listening to music etc. then he decides to move the car out of my driveway and into the cul-de-sac because he says the headlights are shining into my house. whatever, fine with me. we’re talking more, and he brings up the conversation that we’ve always avoided. the “i know we both like each other” conversation. and i push it away. i don’t want to talk about this now. i’m leaving in two days. Then somehow we start talking about whether the Disney princesses or the ninja turtles are better and we get into quite a funny argument about it. it’s around 1 o’clock in the morning at this point. suddenly he leans in close, my heart beats faster, and he asks if it would be okay if he did something a little crazy. i say yeah. he kisses me, i kiss him back. we start making out right there in the front seat of his car. then he says he wants to cuddle in the back, alright, i like cuddling. it’s my fav. so we go to the back seat and cuddle for like five seconds and then he’s on top of me and we’re making out again. i told him i didn’t want to go all the way. he said ok. but we’re all over each other. the windows are starting to fog up. it’s like the little carriage in titanic. before i know it his hands are down/up my little shorts. and it felt good, so i wasn’t gonna stop him. then he whispered, do you trust me? yeah i said, and he pulls down his pants and then mine. and then it just happened. i’m not gonna lie, it hurt a little at first but then it felt good, it felt really good. i was moaning and sighing all over the place. when he was done he pulled out and asked me if i enjoyed it, dumb question, what do ya think, ya dumb fuck? yes i enjoyed it, did you hear me? after that we both pulled our pants back on and cuddled in his car for about 20 minutes until i needed to go back inside. i asked him what we were going to do, since we’d be thousands of miles away for school. he said he’d call me tomorrow and we’d talk. and he would try to come back the day i left. so i walked back down my driveway and went inside and fell asleep. the next morning i woke up and was sore as fuck. and i felt like shit. and…i was totally paranoid that i was pregnant, he hadn’t used a condom and i wasn’t on birth control. my best friend and i were meeting for coffee that day becuase she was leaving that night. when i saw her i just totally broke down and cried spilling everything that had happened the night before and my pregnancy fears. she wasn’t a virgin and i was glad she knew how it felt. being the best friend that she was she drove me all the way down the hill to planned parenthood and helped me pay for the morning after pill. (even though i took it i still freaked out for about a month afterward until i got my period.) Matt never called me, never came down to say goodbye one last time. It’s been over two months and I haven’t heard a word from him. What an asshole. I should have listened to my friends in the first place. I should have never gotten mixed up with him. Yeah, i enjoyed the sex, doesn’t mean i wanted it though.

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