From Conservative To Slut Via Forced

So I was raised by mom and dad who were ultra, ultra conservative. You know, the kind that believes in sex only after marriage. The kind where the wife always dresses very conservatively, never revealing. You get the picture. So I was conservative too, because that’s basically all I had known being raised by my parents. But I was still dating nice guys in high school, and my parents were cool with that. So there was this one guy I had been dating a few times in high school. I was a junior, 17, in high school and he was a senior, 18. He was super nice. I liked him. And after one of our dates, a dinner date, he asked if I wanted to go back to his house to watch some tv or a movie together and I said sure. We got to his house and I noticed his parents weren’t there. I asked if they were going to be home, and he said not for a while. But stupidly, I said ok, and stayed anyway. So we were watching tv, cuddling, having a nice time, when all of a sudden he leaned over and kissed me. I had kissed a few boys before, so it wasn’t that big of a deal, but it caught me off guard. But I went along with it because he was a nice kisser. He then brought one hand up to my breasts and started fondling them and squeezing them. And I was like, whoa!! That I was not ready for!! And when I pushed back telling him to stop, he continued doing it. In fact, he was really getting into it because his one hand then reached down between my legs, trying to work it’s way between my very tightly closed legs towards my pussy. And the more I pushed back and said no, the more he was getting into it. Eventually, he just forced himself on top of me, reached down to yank my panties off, kept kissing me so I couldn’t talk, and then all of a sudden I felt his erection enter my pussy. My virgin pussy was being deflowered by this monster. I was saving myself, and he was taking it. And it hurt. He was thrusting in me with an animalistic passion. It hurt!! Finally, I realized there was no way I was going to push him off, or get him to stop. So then I just gave up. I tried to just relax and let him finish. And to my amazement, once I relaxed, the experience went from painful to pleasurable. Holy crap!! I was enjoying it!! Not that I ever wanted to see this animal again, but I had just been forced to learn the joys of sex. And that night, I went from a shy conservative to a new slut.

I still wasn’t sure what had just happened was going to always be as much pleasure, and now I was afraid of being alone with boys. So silly me, I started looking for the company of someone older, someone i could trust, to try the sexual experience again. So I got online, struck up a few conversations, and ended up meeting this really cool guy who was 54years old, and was planning to come to San Antonio on business a few weeks later.. I met him at his hotel, nervous, but he was super cool. We had dinner in the hotels restaurant, he asked if I wanted to come up, and I said yes. It didn’t take long before he leaned into me, and this time I wanted it. I let it happen. He fucked me. It started out as gentle sex, like making love, which felt good. But then he changed speeds. And started fucking me hard. With an incredible passion. And I found the fuck so much better than the gentle sex. And now I knew, I was officially a slut because I was going to start having sex all the time.

Since that night, I have looked for sex as much as I can. People have told me I had become a nymphomaniac. Maybe. I hope so!

Anyway, if I missed anything and you want to know more, just let me know... natalie071401 at g mail.

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by Anonymous on Oct 4, 2020 at 12:09 PM

That is basically what happened to me when I was young. For me it wasn't my first visit to his home. I would hang out there often after school. He was a grade above me but was even older because he had been held back. We would mess around but not go to far. He knew my limits because we had talked about them. One afternoon we were messing around but he wouldn't take NO as an answer. He forced himself on me and it hurt. I felt so betrayed and upset because I had already been planning on losing my V with him in a nice romantic way. This way sucked! I curled up in a ball afterwards and fumed. After a few minutes he had an erection again and went after me a second time. I knew he wasn't going to stop, as he had already r**ed me minutes ago, so I let him. The second time was a LOT better than the first time. I still hated him for not respecting my wishes. When I left I dumped him. I still thought I loved him so it took me a while to dump him for good.

Since I was no longer a virgin I wasn't as hard on my limits anymore. I still didn't see myself as a slut but I willingly went along with whatever the guy I was with wanted. After I had been with enough guys my age, one, I basically ran out of guys that I could be with without wreaking my reputation. I went without for a while then I got it in my head to go after men. Older men weren't in the same social circles and wouldn't dare blab or else go to jail. I looked really young so it was hard to get one to make a move on me. We didn't have internet back then. I didn't really want a p**ophile bf, I just wanted to learn and do more sex without a bad reputation. For me, p**os was the best way I could think of and it worked out perfectly for me.

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