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BMS 10

Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

same I'm the bad guy?" I asked her, my tone shifting. "It's not the same." Nicole said flatly, keeping her gaze fixed on the wall. "Right." I replied, my anger building. "This time, it's you with the problem. Let's all laugh off Adam, the immature grade nine. His problems are small. But just because I'm older, my problems are somehow bigger." I paused, waiting for a response that never came. "Damn it, Nicole, at least tell me why." "Why?" She repeated calmly, slowly turning around to face me. Her expression reflected an anger of its own, a very calm anger that was more effective than all of the shouting in the world. "Get ready to feel like shit, squirt." Nicole, maintaining her calm composure, sat down next to me on the bed. "So, yeah, I was with Phil's brother last year." She began. "Great guy. Grade 12, popular type. I was an artistic sophomore nobody. A diligent yearbook worker who had a background in the gifted program." She chuckled softly. "I didn't stand a chance." "So?" I asked her after a little pause. She glared at me. "I'm not done, knucklehead." She snarled. "Anyway, he really uplifted me. Took me to parties, introduced me to his friends. Said he found me genuinely pretty. Really made me feel like I was worth something. Made me popular, taught me how to be cool. It was actually really cool... I was being more social and everything. He made me really happy." She coughed, mostly out of discomfort. "But he wanted something, and kept pushing. He wanted sex. I... I ... just wasn't ready for it. Around the third time he asked me for it, it was just us in his basement. He asked me if I loved him. I... was stupid. I said yes, and asked him. He said he wasn't sure, but if we could have sex, if we could 'share that bond...'" She held up her fingers as if they were quotes. "...then he would be sure, that he'd... wanna be with me forever. I wasn't moving, but I wasn't saying no. He just kept repeating these sweet nothings, tugging at my shirt or something. Next thing I know, he was forcing himself into me. I never did anything like that before, and my God, did it hurt." She paused her story and looked at me with intent. "Oh, yeah, by the way, if you ever fuck a girl for the first time, it hurts like a bitch. I don't care what they say. Don't move for like the first five minutes." She looked back to the wall and resumed her story. "I didn't really know what to do. It was a new experience, a new feeling, and plus, it really fucking hurt, so I just sorta lay there, not even comfortable with it all, and let him take me." She paused again, and this time I let her take her time. She seemed to have difficulty explaining the next part. "After... after he came, he may as well have thrown me away with the fucking condom. He laughed at me and said I was a 'terrible fuck.' And you know what? I accepted that, I accepted it like a fucking lady. After all, I didn't know what was going on, I just stayed there, I just figured, fair enough, you know?" At this point, ...