Gender Neutral / 27
I Should Have Realized That Sex Is Not For Me
At 25 I believed I was the only virgin. A man teased me a lot, and touched my hair and back. In normal circumstances I would have confronted him but my close friend and roommate kept telling me that his behavior was sexual, letting me know he found me attractive. He was testing me. If I let him, he would make more aggressive moves, I had to let him get more and more aggressive. Until he made moves that were overtly sexual, touching my intimate parts, feeling me up.
Standing still while he touched my face, ran his hand across my behind. His hands on my shoulders pulling me against him, breathing on my neck. Letting him put his hands under my breasts, and slipping his hand between my legs. He was hungry and wasn't wasting time. My friend kept me from breaking off, just let him continue, let him undress me. It was impossible to control my desire to shove him off.
It was unexpected, in my apartment with my friend and roommate present that he kissed me and shoved his hand in my pants. My friend signaled me to open my legs and let him finger me. On the couch he opened my shirt, unhitched my bra, grabbed my breasts and kissed them, my friend signaling OK, and using her fingers made the fucking hand sign. Bent on my back he took my pants off, climbed on me and pushing his pants off he achieved penetration. My friend clapped silently as she supervised me until copulation was over.
Fixing a drink for him was the hardest thing ever, I wanted to shower so bad, but I had to attend to him.
I'm somewhat glad I'm not a virgin. But it wasn't worth it. I had to let the man know I wasn't interested. Once is enough, it won't happen again.
Standing still while he touched my face, ran his hand across my behind. His hands on my shoulders pulling me against him, breathing on my neck. Letting him put his hands under my breasts, and slipping his hand between my legs. He was hungry and wasn't wasting time. My friend kept me from breaking off, just let him continue, let him undress me. It was impossible to control my desire to shove him off.
It was unexpected, in my apartment with my friend and roommate present that he kissed me and shoved his hand in my pants. My friend signaled me to open my legs and let him finger me. On the couch he opened my shirt, unhitched my bra, grabbed my breasts and kissed them, my friend signaling OK, and using her fingers made the fucking hand sign. Bent on my back he took my pants off, climbed on me and pushing his pants off he achieved penetration. My friend clapped silently as she supervised me until copulation was over.
Fixing a drink for him was the hardest thing ever, I wanted to shower so bad, but I had to attend to him.
I'm somewhat glad I'm not a virgin. But it wasn't worth it. I had to let the man know I wasn't interested. Once is enough, it won't happen again.
