#729

We talked on the phone that night and we were kinda sexting but then we stopped. He said he could come over and I mentioned taking a nap. He suggested we could do other stuff and I was noticably uncomfortable by it and never once said yes to it. I deflected the topic and hoped he would give it up. Before he even came over I had a really bad gut feeling and anxiety forming but I didn't listen and pushed it down. He came over and we laid down in my bed. We were just cuddling it started off nice. I figured we were gonna take a nap like I suggested. Then he kissed me. And kept kissing me. I pulled away after kissing back. It was barley a kiss because I pulled away so fast. He grabbed my head and kept going. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and I just sat there with my mouth open. Then he got on top of me and started lifting my shirt up. He continued to ask if what he was doing was okay but didn't wait for a response. I never once said yes. Nor did I say no but that doesn't matter. If someone isn't responding you should stop. After putting his hand in my pants and basically hard fingering me for 2 minutes. He got off and said your turn to do something. He didn't completely force me but he basically assumed that he deserved head because he did something to me. I felt the need to comply so I just rubbed him through his pants. He told me he wanted me to suck it. He took his pants off and pulled me to a seated position and brought my head down. He proceeded to push my head down until I did it myself. I did eventually do it myself because I just wanted him to let go of my head. He turned me around and said he wanted to watch me do it. I continued. I was honestly worried what would happen if I didn't stop. My heart was beating out of my chest. After a little while of that he grabbed my head and pulled me off. He said do you wanna put it in? I never said yes. He took his shirt off and then took mine off. He tried pulling my pants down and couldn't. He told me to take them off and I slowly undid my pants. I don't know why I listened to him. Everything was off. I felt so paralyzed. He made me ride him. He forced himself into me. He kept saying how tight I was. He asked me if I was sure I wasn't a virgin. He said he couldn't really fit it in. You can't fit it in because I don't want it. After making me ride him he grabbed my neck and flipped me over. He held me down there and it hurt. I tried to move and sit up but he pushed me back down. My face was stuffed into the mattress. I had never felt anything like that before I my life. A little while later neither had came and I wasn't planning on it. He decided he was tired. We laid there. I was next to him. He pulled me back on top of him and said that this position was more comfortable for sleeping. I did fall asleep. I don't know how long. I pray he didn't do anything while I was asleep. I eventually woke up. But I pretended to be asleep. He kept asking if I was awake and I never responded. He kept taking his dick and hitting it on my leg. It's like he wanted to do something to me while I was asleep. Then I feel him move my hair and slowly start giving me a hickey. I quickly pretend I'm waking up. I stretched and put on my best acting ability. He then gets on top of me and says he's ready for round two. Once again I didn't say yes. He again sticks his tongue in my mouth and starts kissing me. I didn't want to kiss back. He stopped and told me I was a bad kisser. He told me when he kissed me I just sat there with my mouth open. He proceeded to take my head and shove his tongue in telling me he could teach me. I kissed back. Hoping it'd be over faster. He slid his hand down and started rubbing me. It hurt so bad I pulled his arm away. I told him I was too sensitive and I didn't want to do that. Then I apologized. Why would I do that. I was so worried he'd do something bad to me. He then asked if he could lay in between my thighs. I complied. He was laying face up. Everything was fine. I reached for my phone and went on it. All I could think about was my ex. He was nothing like this. I just wanted to go back in time and undo everything. Then I feel his head turn to the side and think nothing of it. Then I feel his tongue on me. After I told him I didn't wanna do this. He flipped over and just started going. Again asking me if it was fine and not waiting for a response. I never said yes. I didn't. He kept going. Then he came face level to me and kept trying to put it back in. It didn't go in because I didn't want it. He said he needed lube and I lied saying I had none. He then brought his dick to my face and told me to spit on it. He grabbed my head and made me suck. When he felt it was good enough he went back down and stuck it in. He kept going and he then put his hand around my neck. I actually couldn't breathe. I was being suffocated. He finally took his hand off and laid on my chest. Still going. No break. Nothing slow. He was pounding in me and it hurt so bad. I faked noises. I faked an orgasm. Hoping it would end it. I laid there holding his back. Scratching at it. Tears threatening to leave my eyes. He then sat up and said it was my turn and that I had to get on top. In that moment I knew. I told him he had to pull out and he complied. He rolled me over even though I tried to keep him there. I was exhausted and I didn't wanna ride. I didn't want this at all. He started moving me by my hips and I just went with it. I wanted this experience to be over. I looked at the ceiling as I did it. He made me keep going. Everytime id stop from exhaustion he'd move me himself. Then I felt it. He did it inside me. I pulled off him as fast as I could. It wasn't fast enough. He was halfway through when I got off. It was on my stomach and all the way down my vagina. I couldn't move. He laughed. he fucking laughed. He then proceeded to say that he should put his pants back on so that he's not tempted again. Before he did that he wiped some cum off and stuck his fingers in my mouth. He proceeded to ask if it tasted good. No. No it didn't. I cleaned myself off and laid there. Staring at the wall. He then tried to convince me to go out with him. Go get food. He said this was a first date and he wanted it to be good. I told him no. We went back and forth for a while. Probably 10 minutes. I was being serious and saying no. I told him I was tired and if he wanted food he could go himself. He said he'd give me 30 minutes to sleep. After laying there for about 10 I said I had to pee and I grabbed my phone and went to the bathroom. I did have to pee but that wasn't the only reason. I texted my best friend. I told her to call me in 3 minutes and say she needed me. Say it was bad. I've never asked her to do this and she immediately agreed. After that I actually went pee. I started crying. Everything burned when I peed. It hurt so bad. I got up and flushed the toilet. I washed my hands, wiped my face, and went back into my room. I glanced at my phone a lot. Her name finally appeared it felt like I could breathe. It did work. He left. He's gone. But the feeling isn't.