Straight Female / 29
Taming My Neanderthal
It was Valentine's 2016. I had finished my Masters degree and was looking for a job. I worked part time at this no name hamburger joint. It was getting close to closing and I was at the register and this man came up behind me and grabbed my ass with his hand. I big man's hand and he had my whole cheek in his hand. I tried to turn but he blocked me and leaned hard against me blocking me into the register so I couldn't move. "How about some loving for a lonely old man?"
I don't know what happened next, it is all a blur in my memory. I was escorted out to his car and he took me to his apartment. in college I had taken a couple of seminars on r**e and the whole story was once you were in his car things were going to get bad for you. I searched my brain trying to figure out what to do and decided that I would be nice and he wouldn't hurt me. We got to his apartment and he walked ahead of me, "hurry up, I don't have all night". I skipped to get my step a to catch up. He opened the door and I went in first. This is how my virginity was going to end, in this dirty cluttered apartment. I didn't even think it was Valentine's day.
The bed was a mess, the sheets filthy and dirty. The bathroom worse. He sat on the bed and grabbed me by the hips facing away from him and pulled my pants down. He shoved two fingers up my vagina bending me over and sticking his tongue in my anus. He caught me off guard, I went into an orgasm, I couldn't control it. He held me up, with his fingers in my vagina and his other hand around my waist, and licked me until I had to separate, it was driving me crazy.
I got away and he laughed and told me to give him some tits and I apologized because my tits aren't big and that's all I had. I was now naked and he told me to get on the bed, and "spread them nice and wide", he stood and got his clothes off and he was somewhat erect and said he liked young pussy and he liked it best when it was wet and hot. I told him I was wet, what did he expect, and he climbed on and fucked me, taking with him my virginity and my youth.
I lay there beside him, I didn't know if I could get up. I wanted to wipe myself. He was snoring and then he would wake up and grab my leg to make sure I was there. I didn't dare disturb him and sometime later I fell asleep. I woke up and I was on my side and he was holding me in a spoon, with my head on his pillow. We were naked. The urge to pee got stronger and stronger and I had to move. "where are you going?" I have to pee, I will be right back. "leave the door open". I sat on the toilet and locked eyes with him to pee. I wiped myself, I wanted to wash myself, but he was staring into my eyes and I hurried and went back to him.
The whole time while I 'dated' him, I saw him two or three times a week, he wanted lots of sex from me and it was hard to satisfy him. I made up a friend and that's what I told my parents and they insisted they wanted to meet him. Slowly I got his apartment clean and orderly, it was driving me crazy, I bought new sheets and a new shower curtain and a set of plates. One Friday night after sex I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned, scrubbed down everything. I went back to bed around five in the morning, he grabbed me against him and I lay there wondering running through my head how he had become my boyfriend.
I had gotten a new job, one during the day, he didn't want me working nights anymore. I insisted that he shave or I wouldn't let him 'lick me', took all the fun out of for him. He got on me one night and I just let him, he had wanted to fuck me in the ass so bad, I took it like a big girl, didn't complain, let him have me the way he wanted me. He resented that I made him shave everyday, and he said the men at the warehouse knew something was going on because he showed up with clean clothes and shaved for work. He kept me a secret, for much the same reason that I kept him a secret, in his world I didn't fit, and in my world he didn't fit. He controlled me and I controlled him, a recipe for disaster.
During the pandemic he lost his job and he couldn't work remote. I was still employed and I had to step in and pay his rent and work the system for unemployment and other support. I stood in the kitchen, his kitchen now was clean and neat and orderly. I told him to get me pregnant. That way my parents had no choice but to accept him. That's how it happened, I'm 29 now and I'm expecting number two. We will spend Valentine's like we always do, I will back into him and he will give me a good licking, then fuck me, he has to fuck me from behind so my belly doesn't get in the way. I've taught him to use his thumb on my clit while he fingers me, I want to have a bang out orgasm, I can hardly wait until he gets off work.
I don't know what happened next, it is all a blur in my memory. I was escorted out to his car and he took me to his apartment. in college I had taken a couple of seminars on r**e and the whole story was once you were in his car things were going to get bad for you. I searched my brain trying to figure out what to do and decided that I would be nice and he wouldn't hurt me. We got to his apartment and he walked ahead of me, "hurry up, I don't have all night". I skipped to get my step a to catch up. He opened the door and I went in first. This is how my virginity was going to end, in this dirty cluttered apartment. I didn't even think it was Valentine's day.
The bed was a mess, the sheets filthy and dirty. The bathroom worse. He sat on the bed and grabbed me by the hips facing away from him and pulled my pants down. He shoved two fingers up my vagina bending me over and sticking his tongue in my anus. He caught me off guard, I went into an orgasm, I couldn't control it. He held me up, with his fingers in my vagina and his other hand around my waist, and licked me until I had to separate, it was driving me crazy.
I got away and he laughed and told me to give him some tits and I apologized because my tits aren't big and that's all I had. I was now naked and he told me to get on the bed, and "spread them nice and wide", he stood and got his clothes off and he was somewhat erect and said he liked young pussy and he liked it best when it was wet and hot. I told him I was wet, what did he expect, and he climbed on and fucked me, taking with him my virginity and my youth.
I lay there beside him, I didn't know if I could get up. I wanted to wipe myself. He was snoring and then he would wake up and grab my leg to make sure I was there. I didn't dare disturb him and sometime later I fell asleep. I woke up and I was on my side and he was holding me in a spoon, with my head on his pillow. We were naked. The urge to pee got stronger and stronger and I had to move. "where are you going?" I have to pee, I will be right back. "leave the door open". I sat on the toilet and locked eyes with him to pee. I wiped myself, I wanted to wash myself, but he was staring into my eyes and I hurried and went back to him.
The whole time while I 'dated' him, I saw him two or three times a week, he wanted lots of sex from me and it was hard to satisfy him. I made up a friend and that's what I told my parents and they insisted they wanted to meet him. Slowly I got his apartment clean and orderly, it was driving me crazy, I bought new sheets and a new shower curtain and a set of plates. One Friday night after sex I cleaned and cleaned and cleaned, scrubbed down everything. I went back to bed around five in the morning, he grabbed me against him and I lay there wondering running through my head how he had become my boyfriend.
I had gotten a new job, one during the day, he didn't want me working nights anymore. I insisted that he shave or I wouldn't let him 'lick me', took all the fun out of for him. He got on me one night and I just let him, he had wanted to fuck me in the ass so bad, I took it like a big girl, didn't complain, let him have me the way he wanted me. He resented that I made him shave everyday, and he said the men at the warehouse knew something was going on because he showed up with clean clothes and shaved for work. He kept me a secret, for much the same reason that I kept him a secret, in his world I didn't fit, and in my world he didn't fit. He controlled me and I controlled him, a recipe for disaster.
During the pandemic he lost his job and he couldn't work remote. I was still employed and I had to step in and pay his rent and work the system for unemployment and other support. I stood in the kitchen, his kitchen now was clean and neat and orderly. I told him to get me pregnant. That way my parents had no choice but to accept him. That's how it happened, I'm 29 now and I'm expecting number two. We will spend Valentine's like we always do, I will back into him and he will give me a good licking, then fuck me, he has to fuck me from behind so my belly doesn't get in the way. I've taught him to use his thumb on my clit while he fingers me, I want to have a bang out orgasm, I can hardly wait until he gets off work.
