Straight Female / 20
Party Preg
At the beginning of the college semester back in September, there was a party. I got drunk threw up, my friends put me in a bedroom having left me in panties. When I woke up at 10 the next morning I was naked under the covers and a very young guy naked next to me. I immediately thought we had sex and looking down below I had semen in my pubes, down my legs, pooling on the bed and still leaking out of me. I looked at him under the covers and saw an 8 inch really thick cock at it was flacid. I got out of bed, remembering where I was, and grabbed some tissues to wipe myself up. Pulling back the covers there was too much semen for it to be one guy. I had been gangr**ed while I was out in bed.
I sort of remembered the guy in bed, he was in two of my classes, absolutely brilliant and a second year student to my fourth year, only he was 16 years old. He was due to graduate at 17. We'd worked on an assignment together and he helped me with some advanced math one day. I was pissed, but not at him. I'm standing there naked when he woke up. I had nothing to cover with and was prancing around a bit, he offered me the cover and he kept the sheet.
I asked him if we'd done it, he said he didn't think so. I then asked him if others had done it to me and he said that he was pretty sure. Before he got so drunk they needed to put him to bed he'd seen several guys coming in the bedroom. He was very apologetic, he knew my name and I couldn't remember his. He finally sensed this and reminded me of his name.
He was really nice, very kind, put on his pants and went looking for my clothes, and we both snuck out and he asked me to breakfast. I told him I really couldn't since, quite frankly, I was quite ashamed of what had happened to me and that he'd seen me totally naked too. He impressed on me that 1, we had to get something to eat anyway, and 2, that what happened to me wasn't my fault it was the fault of some ignorant guys who were probably unable to get it up with someone as pretty as me if I wasn't passed out. I went to breakfast. Over discussions I got his background, he was indeed on track to get out of college in another year, and grad school on a fast track after that. He'd only spent a full 4 years in secondary school because his parents didn't want him going to college at 14. He didn't have a girlfriend, I didn't have a boyfriend, he'd never had sex, and I had a few partners before last night, now that is unknown.
For some reason we stayed close, he was very comforting to me whenever it hit me that I'd been r**ed, and taken advantage of. He always made me feel better. Then I missed my period. I knew it then, by the fourth day it didn't come and I did a test and I was pregnant. He immediately was consoling me I was literally crying on his shoulder and I kissed him. After a few weeks, here I am 20 years old letting a 16 year old boy have sex with me. Another couple of weeks and he said if I wanted he'd marry me. He was too young, and it would definitely stop his fast track in life. I refused, he insisted. I let him have sex with me many times, until I couldn't because of a miscarriage, and again I was crying and he was there.
We are a couple now, I have no idea where it's going, he's way too young, he's headed to Graduate work in Switzerland and I'm heading to get a job somewhere. I can't help thinking what it would be like to be able to stay with him and be his and only his. But it wouldn't be fair to him. He is so great, very loving, but I know I was his first sex and I'll always remember that, but I'll also remember that the first time we had sex was when I was pregnant after being gangbanged at a damn college party.
I sort of remembered the guy in bed, he was in two of my classes, absolutely brilliant and a second year student to my fourth year, only he was 16 years old. He was due to graduate at 17. We'd worked on an assignment together and he helped me with some advanced math one day. I was pissed, but not at him. I'm standing there naked when he woke up. I had nothing to cover with and was prancing around a bit, he offered me the cover and he kept the sheet.
I asked him if we'd done it, he said he didn't think so. I then asked him if others had done it to me and he said that he was pretty sure. Before he got so drunk they needed to put him to bed he'd seen several guys coming in the bedroom. He was very apologetic, he knew my name and I couldn't remember his. He finally sensed this and reminded me of his name.
He was really nice, very kind, put on his pants and went looking for my clothes, and we both snuck out and he asked me to breakfast. I told him I really couldn't since, quite frankly, I was quite ashamed of what had happened to me and that he'd seen me totally naked too. He impressed on me that 1, we had to get something to eat anyway, and 2, that what happened to me wasn't my fault it was the fault of some ignorant guys who were probably unable to get it up with someone as pretty as me if I wasn't passed out. I went to breakfast. Over discussions I got his background, he was indeed on track to get out of college in another year, and grad school on a fast track after that. He'd only spent a full 4 years in secondary school because his parents didn't want him going to college at 14. He didn't have a girlfriend, I didn't have a boyfriend, he'd never had sex, and I had a few partners before last night, now that is unknown.
For some reason we stayed close, he was very comforting to me whenever it hit me that I'd been r**ed, and taken advantage of. He always made me feel better. Then I missed my period. I knew it then, by the fourth day it didn't come and I did a test and I was pregnant. He immediately was consoling me I was literally crying on his shoulder and I kissed him. After a few weeks, here I am 20 years old letting a 16 year old boy have sex with me. Another couple of weeks and he said if I wanted he'd marry me. He was too young, and it would definitely stop his fast track in life. I refused, he insisted. I let him have sex with me many times, until I couldn't because of a miscarriage, and again I was crying and he was there.
We are a couple now, I have no idea where it's going, he's way too young, he's headed to Graduate work in Switzerland and I'm heading to get a job somewhere. I can't help thinking what it would be like to be able to stay with him and be his and only his. But it wouldn't be fair to him. He is so great, very loving, but I know I was his first sex and I'll always remember that, but I'll also remember that the first time we had sex was when I was pregnant after being gangbanged at a damn college party.
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