I knew something was wrong as soon as he texted me late that night. But let me take you back to the beginning shall we?
He was that cute coworker that everyone loved and made you feel special. I knew it was a bad idea before hand because of the age difference, him being 17 and me just turning 21. But I never listen, do I. Stupid, stupid girl. I trusted him to drive my new car because hell, he was a guy and was paying attention to me and he wanted to drive my car. It didn't stop there did it. He texted me in the middle of the night wanted to "hang out". I decide hell yeah he has weed and I have been dying to get just a little high, so why not. So here I am ,sneaking out of my house betraying my parents trust and driving to him. It helped that he was only down the street so when he got in my car, I got butterflies. It's been a while since I've been that close and alone with a guy. He offers me the blunt which I take and before I know it I'm flying high. It's the best feeling after a while and all I want to do is just feel it take over. Well, he had other plans. In exchange for the weed, he wanted me to give him pleasure. At this point I'm way too high to think about it and agree. He pulls his dick out and looks at me, waiting. He's already hard so I just grab it with my hand taking it into my mouth and twirling it between my tongue and lips, hearing him moan for me only makes me go faster. He comes in my mouth without warning, leaving me left to swallow it all up. After I am done he pulls him pants up and asks to drive, to which I oblige. He gets into the drivers seat and gets onto the main road. We just drive around town until morning and sneak back into our respective houses. But like all rape stories go, there is more.
Here we are. New Years Eve, 2019. It's about 3 am when I get that fateful Snapchat message. He says he needs you, he's been stranded by his friends and has nowhere to go. So I do what anyone who is too drunk to do, you get him an uber. 15 minutes later he is at my house. So I go to the garage and sneak him in. Now remember, the only reason I'm having him over is to get him out of the cold and allow him to charge his phone. But he had other plans, didn't I know that I owed him more? So we get to my room, thanking god that I cleaned it that day, along with fresh bed sheets. He comments how soft and comfortable your bed is to him. But my heart is racing a million miles an hour, fearing my mom could wake up at any moment and walk in. He takes his jacket off and looks at me , " now that I'm here, what do you want to do?" He says. I remind him why I brought him here but that's not what he thinks. He blames me for turning him on, for giving him mixed signals and threatens to get me in trouble unless he gets exactly what he came for. So I do it, even though it makes me want to be sick, I give him some head. I just want it to be over. When he finishes in my mouth again, with no warning. I roll out of bed, go into the bathroom to wash my mouth out and go back into the room to tell him he needs to go. But it's too late for that, he's made himself comfortable in my bed. He's fast asleep and I already know I have no chance of moving him. I go to lay down with him to sleep, but still I can't. My stomach is doing flips, terrified I'm going to get caught. But, once my mind settles a bit. I start to go to sleep. Only to be woken up by a hand on my left breast, gently squeezing it. I look at him and realize he's rubbing his dick again. I also see he hasn't notice that I'm awake, and roll to the other side. But he doesn't care. I feel him rubbing his cock on my ass and arm and hear him lean over and whisper , " come on baby, you should let me titty fuck you" to that I say no to his face and he says, " fine, we're doing it in the morning." I doze off to sleep again, but am woken up to him putting my hand on his cock, making me jerk him off while he dumps a whole bottle of lube that he pulled out of his pocket onto my hand. At this point, I am still turned away from him, pretending to sleep while he uses my hand against my will. He comes, and rolls away away. I turn to the other side away from him. Hoping and praying that he's done. I can't believe what he's making me do, I thought he was different. I start to sleep again. He's not finished though is he. When I wake up to pressure being put on top of me. That's when I feel my panties start to slide down my legs and his hands open me up. Two fingers shove inside of me out of nowhere, I can't move because he has me pinned down. He pumps his fingers faster and faster, feeling violated over and over again. He finally pulls them out and think he's done. Then he shoves every inch of himself inside of me. It hurts so much but I can't make a sound, he shoved my face into my pillow. There I am, underneath him, no escape, no hope of him getting off of me. He is raping me and there is nothing I can do to make him stop or get help. It feels like eternity, but he pulls himself out of me, turns me around, and comes on my stomach. At this point, I am still in shock of what just happened, still trying to process what to do next. I know I have to get away from him. I start to get up to go for the door, but he has his arms around me. He isn't going to let me go. So I have no choice but to lay back down, stare at the wall, and silently cry until the light from outside shines onto the shadows that I have been fixated on all night. He still has me tightly pressed against him.
After a while I hear people moving around in the house. I look at my phone and see that it is 10:30am. I haven't slept and I feel like I am going to throw up if I don't get out of that god damn bed. He wakes up, put his shoes on. He says, " I have to go now, my rides here. Can you sneak me out?" So I do, and as soon as he is almost out the door he grabs your hand, makes you kiss him and says, " I had fun babe, let's do that again." I lock him out and run back to my room and lay on the floor in the fetal position. I hear my mom get up so I get into bed and wait. My mom came in and says it's time to wake up. I got up, dried my tears, and didn't speak a word of what happened to anyone.
After all, I was pretty much asking for it when I let him into my house.
This is a true story of how I was raped on New Years Eve.
