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Freddy in the Bathroom: Date-Rape and "Dirty Little Secrets"

Date: 7/20/2015, Categories: True Story, Coercion, First Time, Latina, Rape, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Written by women, Author: slick_chick, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

inside of my vagina--and I realized that it wasn't Ray's fingers that I was feeling inside me anymore. It was that "special large finger" down between his legs. And by the time I mentally snapped to what was really taking place, Ray had managed to insert most of his 6 1/2-inch-long, fully-erect penis up inside of my vagina. I automatically began freaking out. I didn't mean to go all hysterical like that, mind you. But I was so shocked and surprised by what Ray was doing, that I simply couldn't help myself. My butt muscles instantly tightened up, and I started wiggling my hips from side-to-side and pulling my pelvis forward, as I was halfheartedly trying to escape Ray's "invading" penis. And at the same time, I was begging and pleading with him to stop. (To this day, I'm not really sure why I did that, because "stopping" was the last thing that I wanted Ray to do. Also, I was actually going back on my word, because I had already promised Ray that I wouldn't try to stop him from doing whatever he wanted to do to me. My best guess is that the "nice Catholic girl" part of me must have jumped to the surface and "took over" for a few moments, in "her" last-ditch, desperate effort to try to deny the "real me" the one thing that I had been craving for many months. And if that was what actually ended up happening, then I really can't blame the "nice Catholic girl" part of me for doing that. "She" knew that "her" days were numbered, and that "she" was fighting for "her" very ... existence.) But at this point, Ray was truly "a man on a mission." And his automatic response to my resistance, was to grab hold of my waist on each side, just above my hips, and then pull my butt right back up against his pubic bone, to "impale me" on his dick even deeper than he had already done on his initial penetration. And he just left his dick in place for a few moments, as he firmly held my hips still, patiently waiting for me to finally calm down and accept my fate--which, by the way, I was more than happy to do, once the initial shock wore off. And just as soon as I relaxed, and stopped squirming around, and quit putting up any more physical or verbal resistance, Ray began to hump away at my pussy, ever so slowly. But I was so overwhelmed by what was taking place, that I was in tears, and quietly sobbing the whole time that Ray was busy supposedly "taking my virginity." I found it hard to believe that the love of my life was finally fucking me for the first time ever. But what I found even harder to believe was that my latest "defloration plan" had actually worked. By the simple act of me getting naked, and then getting down on all-fours on top of the bed and sticking my bare butt up in the air with my eyes closed, I had finally done something that had caused Ray to "cross the line" and date-rape me, just like I had been wanting him to do for the last several months that we had been living together. And needless to say, deep down inside, I--the "real me"--was on Cloud 9. And ...