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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 27
This is the love story on my part.
I was thirteen when I had sex with him. He was sixteen. That changed my life.
It didn't happen because we were messing around at the house or anything, it happened because I went to a party I wasn't supposed to go to and the boys decided they were going to bang the girls and he got me and banged me. It was only later that he found out I was only thirteen at the time.
Two things happened after that, I fell for him hard, all I could think about was him and nothing else. And he became over protective of me. No boys, no dating, no going out, his shadow was all over me. He was the big brother on steroids. Except that he would get his share and then get upset because of what I did to him, which was to make him lose control.
The day I graduated from high school I was escorted by him, by then I was solidly his girl friend and everyone expected us to get married. But he was in college and he had not told me that he was seeing this girl there. I found out because she just popped into town looking for him and when I confronted her everything got real bad. I was put on ice by him, he was totally embarrassed and he took it out on me. Out of spite he kept on dating her. I can't describe how much it hurt me.
In my junior year of college I started dating this guy, and out of the blue here he comes and pretty much tells me I am not to date him. It was ok for him to date someone but it was not ok for me to date someone. Big brother came back with a vengeance and like before I obeyed, because there is no other word to use. I obeyed.
He figured out that he needed to break it off with the girl he was dating and another mess followed. He told me he was still hurt for messing into his business but he would forgive me, but he expected me not to do anything like that again. When you are so in love, you do what you are asked or told. I promised to do what he asked. This exchange resulted in him taking me to bed, and I was without any protection and at 21 I got pregnant. That caused us to get married.
I love him, but I know he doesn't love me the same way. He feels obligated to me, he feels he is my big brother and needs to protect me. Making love to me is like making love with his sister, he does it because it is his duty, but he would rather not. He misses his college girlfriend, although I know he doesn't love her. My relationship is almost i****tuous, except I am not his real sister. I expect sex a lot. Even if he makes that face and he complains, he is going to make love to me. I am getting pregnant again, my son is 5 and I want another baby now, before there is too much of an age difference between them.
He can't erase what happened when I was thirteen, and I can't erase it either.
I was thirteen when I had sex with him. He was sixteen. That changed my life.
It didn't happen because we were messing around at the house or anything, it happened because I went to a party I wasn't supposed to go to and the boys decided they were going to bang the girls and he got me and banged me. It was only later that he found out I was only thirteen at the time.
Two things happened after that, I fell for him hard, all I could think about was him and nothing else. And he became over protective of me. No boys, no dating, no going out, his shadow was all over me. He was the big brother on steroids. Except that he would get his share and then get upset because of what I did to him, which was to make him lose control.
The day I graduated from high school I was escorted by him, by then I was solidly his girl friend and everyone expected us to get married. But he was in college and he had not told me that he was seeing this girl there. I found out because she just popped into town looking for him and when I confronted her everything got real bad. I was put on ice by him, he was totally embarrassed and he took it out on me. Out of spite he kept on dating her. I can't describe how much it hurt me.
In my junior year of college I started dating this guy, and out of the blue here he comes and pretty much tells me I am not to date him. It was ok for him to date someone but it was not ok for me to date someone. Big brother came back with a vengeance and like before I obeyed, because there is no other word to use. I obeyed.
He figured out that he needed to break it off with the girl he was dating and another mess followed. He told me he was still hurt for messing into his business but he would forgive me, but he expected me not to do anything like that again. When you are so in love, you do what you are asked or told. I promised to do what he asked. This exchange resulted in him taking me to bed, and I was without any protection and at 21 I got pregnant. That caused us to get married.
I love him, but I know he doesn't love me the same way. He feels obligated to me, he feels he is my big brother and needs to protect me. Making love to me is like making love with his sister, he does it because it is his duty, but he would rather not. He misses his college girlfriend, although I know he doesn't love her. My relationship is almost i****tuous, except I am not his real sister. I expect sex a lot. Even if he makes that face and he complains, he is going to make love to me. I am getting pregnant again, my son is 5 and I want another baby now, before there is too much of an age difference between them.
He can't erase what happened when I was thirteen, and I can't erase it either.
