TinyTricia
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I acknowledge my own role in getting in the situation, thanks. ... I'm sorry you don't approve. I don't ask you to. But what this guy did, even if it was not rape (and certainly if it was rape) was NOT okay. I deserved better. But yet there I was, left soiled and feeling like a gutter slut. No girl should ever feel like that. I get it that some of it is my fault and I of course regret it now. But it was certainly not what I wanted.
Kiddo...you were used and abused by a guy who is not a stand up guy and may be a genuine pervert. Sorry you have to deal with that. That really sucks!I had some pretty regrettable sex a couple weeks ago, and honestly I am having a huge problem wrapping my brain around it. I normally like some pretty rough and abusive sex, but this....ugh. I'm just not sure. I had been sort of....worked up....for a few days and went to a music festival. I met this guy who was a lot older.....47-48. I didn't know it at the time, but he has a daughter that is 17 and one that is 20. I'm 24 and could pass maybe for younger. Anyway, he's a musician and we were standing around and chatting about the bands and at one point we were drinking, dancing, and making out. He goes, "My house is just off campus. We can hear the music and drink on the porch." I'm not stupid....he wanted to fuck. I wanted to fuck. So I kiss him, grab his hand, and we walk maybe a mile to his house. We go inside and I let him kiss me and this time, I take his arms and wrap them lower around my hips and place his hands squarely on my ass. We make out some more and everything's fine. I go, "Let's go to your room." So we do. We get going and sex is sex....it's good, but nothing unusual. At some point, though, he pulls out, flips me on my stomach, and I feel his hand square between my shoulders. I loved that. Then he was inside me. I loved that.
Then, BAM. He shoves his fingers fast and hard in my ass and I sort of buck to pull away, but with his hand on my shoulders, I'm not moving. I tell him stop, I'm not ready. He doesn't stop. So he fucks me a bit, and his fingers hurt....not excruciating....I really just was not ready for them. So he finishes (inside me - condoms weren't ever an issue, so that....but eh....I can live with that I guess...I don't like using them either). So we sort of collapse and make out a bit. No more pain, and the actual sex was ok, so fine. After we sort of rest, he pulls out something and snorts it - I think it was coke. I declined. We chatted and I'm getting aroused again after a while. He goes, "You remind me of my daughters.......my daughters' friend!" It was weird....like he said daughter, then said daughter's friend. I sort of chilled and rolled over away from him. A few moments later, he's kissing my neck and groping me. I'm sort of warming to him, he's rubbing me down below and it feels good.
Then, BAM. He's trying to fuck me in the ass. FUCK. I'm usually fine....just ask, dude. But he keeps sneak attacking me and it fucking hurts! So I tell him it hurts. He backs off. But he. Is. Pissed.
"Then I'm going to fuck you HARD," he said. Normally, yes! Awesome. But he's creeped me out and hurt me once, so I'm not thrilled. But I don't like the position I'm at and I just sort of nod and roll on my back, mainly hoping he will just fuck me and stay away from my ass. So he sort of slaps my thighs open (it stings) and he slams his full length inside me and starts going HARD, just like he said. He starts saying, "You like this? All you little sluts want to come around and spend my money and you think I won't do anything about it?" That was like a punch in the gut because it REALLY felt like he was talking about or thinking about his daughter and her friends. He fucked me hard for what seemed like forever, and I just sort of went with the positions he wanted, because he was freaking me out. At some point, he started slapping my side and once slapped my face. I was on my back, eyes closed, sort of just taking it and BAM.....he slaps me!!! I reached down and clawed his balls and said, "Don't ever fucking slap me." So what does he do? He smirks, pulls my hand off him, and proceeds to fuck me harder, not slapping my face, but slapping the shit out of my side and my thighs. I had a huge bruise on my side the next day. He finished inside me once more.
So when he's done, I go to the bathroom and try to clean up, but I left my fucking clothes in the room. Shit. He knocks on the door and is like, "Hey, baby....was I too rough......I thought you liked it that way. I'm sorry if I hurt you." So he's being kind of sweet. He convinces me to come out and sort of curls me up and we lay down. He's stroking me and starts kissing me sweetly. I'm anxious about trying to get away, and also sort of warming up to him. He starts fingering me, so I sort of get ready and think, "Ok, this time he'll be sweet and it will be okay."
Nope. He starts fucking me slowly, and then faster...a good rhythm. I start to cum and sort of quiver. He hasn't finished. He leans over and kisses me. "I want to fuck your ass." NO. "Come on," he kisses me. I have nowhere to go. So he starts turning me over and I see what's going to happen. So what do I do? I ask if he has any lube and just roll over. He does, and he is actually pretty gentle. He gets me warmed up and I'm actually feeling good, but still anxious. He starts to mount me and as he does, he goes, "I've wanted your ass for so long."
Ummmm........I met you like 5 hours ago. For so long? I immediately get sick to my stomach. Once again, I think he's got his daughter on his mind. So he starts fucking me in the ass, tugging my hair. He never leans around to kiss me anymore, and his hands just grab my hips and he fucks me. It didn't hurt, but I just felt icky about it because of his comments and me putting 2 and 2 together that his daughter is only 4-5 years younger than me.
Anyway, he finished, and I just felt dirty and used. I got dressed and he called me a cab.....really??? We were a 15 minute walk away and now I get a cab? I was sore in some places and while the one time we fucked it was nice, I just felt gross and dirty about the rest.
Guys - your girl will do anything if she is with you, so long as you communicate with her and let her get there (wherever "there" is that you want to go). I know I will. But I sort of feel raped, but sort of not. And I sort of just feel like a dirty whore and like I didn't own my sexuality this time, which I always do. I'm struggling to get over this one. I don't ever want to see the guy again. And I don't ever want to put myself in that situation. Perhaps I just partied too much and got reckless, but I feel like I lost the right and ability to do that and have fun, if this is what happens.
Anyway, I just wanted to purge, hoping it will feel better to have it out. And if anyone else has a regrettable story, feel free to post or message me. I know it sucks. And I know it happens.
CB
This is NOT your fault. Whether you press charges or not or whatever you choose to call it in your head, it was NOT your fault.
I've slept with a few girls I would never sleep with because I was intoxicated and these girls knew I had no interest in them, does that mean I was violated? Do I press charges? Those are learning experience from bad choices that took me a few times to learn, but that doesn't mean I call it criminal because now I regret my actions.
Okay, wow....this is the first comment that I truly want to object to. I had A drink and at all times I was well aware of what my feelings were, what I wanted, and what I didn't. The title here is "regrettable sex," but don't for a minute act like I just got drunk, had sex, then regretted it later, and thereby equate it to the situation you describe.
I was making a point that there is a difference between sexual assault and not leaving a situation when you could have and deciding it is sexual assault after the fact.
I told him no when he used his fingers. I told him no when he just started to try fucking me in the ass. That's when he slapped me, and I told him don't do that. That's when he started slapping my body. Since I told him no and he escalated, I didn't tell him no again. I decided I'd get out of there alive and just take it until I could. But you're right...it IS confusing. Not everything he did was horrible. And when we started, I was into him and it was nice. But it turned, mid-act.
But is there? Rest assured, I did not "decide" this was sexual assault after the fact. I have a VERY hard time reconciling just what, exactly, it WAS. There was one maybe thirty minute period, after the first time we had sex, where I probably could have and should have left. Yep...I get that. But from the time we began to have sex the second time, until he put me in a cab, I was basically beneath him while he was inside me and STRIKING me. So I did not feel it was very safe to try to leave, so I didn't. Again, I'm not deciding it was anything. But here's what I know.....I know that this guy did things that physically hurt me, and that even though I said no and expressed clearly that I did not want to do some things, he made me so afraid and to feel powerless such that I ended up doing them. And I was very well aware at the time, NOT afterward, but at the time, as he was grunting into my ear "God, you're a tight little bitch...I'm gonna wreck your body," while he JAMMED himself in a place I had not wanted him to at all.....I knew THEN that I didn't like the position I was in and I felt like dirt for getting myself there. Could I have left? Maybe. But the fact that I didn't or felt I couldn't doesn't mean this guy isn't a dirt bag with issues.
It's hard to do the right thing or smart thing in a sexual assault situation where a man who is twice your size and strength has you pinned down. It's not just a matter of of doing the right thing. The right thing might get you hurt worse or killed. I got raped by my ex, whom I never would have expected would have done something like that. I had to lie there and bear it until it was over. Fighting him and screaming didn't help. Do you think I reported it? That would have been a good one to sit through in the police station. You were raped? Any witnesses? Any marks? Did you tell him no? Screaming and fighting didn't work? Any history of domestic violence? Get out of here, you slut.
THIS. All of it.
In FACT, you MIGHT notice the very first sentence of my first post where I refer to it as "some pretty regrettable sex." I speak English. Had I intended to claim I was raped, I would have said "I was raped." My intention has never been to accuse anyone of rape. I'm just working through a bad situation. But I'm rather offended by your vehement tone that I am somehow "wrong." Don't tell ME I'm wrong and argue against something I never said.