guilty is how i felt when it happened. guilty that i allowed him to do it. guilty because my mom was a real prude. guilty because of what everyone said

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guilty is how i felt when it happened. guilty that i allowed him to do it. guilty because my mom was a real prude. guilty because of what everyone said about a girl who let it happen to her. guilty, guilty, guilty because of what i did.

sure i was 15 and it was my first ‘car’ date. sure he was a senior and i was freshman. sure i should have gone only to the party. but i didn’t. i was so in love with him. i was alone with him. i wanted to feel his hands on me. i wanted to know what it felt like to be ‘felt up’. i wore my thinnest bra and p****** so his hands and fingers would get a good feel. when i got home that night, i wanted to have been kissed and felt up. my goal was third base, and i wanted to know what his p**** felt like in my hand.

what i didn’t know what that his goal was a home run. he knew before he came for me that he already had made second base. it didn’t take him long to get to third base. i did’t stop his hands. he felt me up. he pushed my bra up and touched my t***. he pinched my n******. he pushed his hand up my skirt. he pushed my p**** to one side and slipped his finger in my v*****. he was at third base before i was at first base.

i got brave, and reached down and touched his bulge. he was hard, hard, hard. he liked it. i unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants and took his d*** in my hand. it was so hard and so good. while i held his d*** i got wet, real wet. he looked in my eyes while he felt my t*** and my puss. i rubbed his d***. he pushed me back in the seat and pulled my p****** off. oh i knew then that i wasn’t going home a virgin. i knew then it was a home run all the way.

he pulled me up, and felt me with his whole hand, and pushed me back on the seat and crawled on me somehow, and he leaned into me and found my v***** and he was in and i wasn’t a virgin any more. he got his rythm and in and out and in and out and in and out. his eyes changed and next thing i knew he pulled out and spat up on me all over my legs and my belly.

right then i was so exited, fourth base and only 15. and with a senior. wait until i tell my girlfriends about this. they were all virgins, i was sure of that. i did tell them, and i was called a w****. he told everyone and i was called a s***. i was easy. a sure lay. and the guilt came. and stayed for a long time. maybe regret more than guilt. but a good amount of guilt. it was 1967.

it took until i was much older, out of college, to get rid of the guilt. another boy, or man really. with him, it was real, and great and very fulfilling. i married him. no guilt.

i raised my daughters to have fun and be careful, but not to feel guilty for being girls. being a girl is o.k.

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I was walking around the barn area to see the horses. My Uncle was feeding them and asked me to help and clean out a stall. I was happy to help, the horses were out of that particular stall. My Uncle entered and closed the door. I was cleaning up and bent over to scoop the stuff into a dust pan and into the can.

I felt my Uncles hands on my b***. He was telling me what a pretty girl I was, and how nice my b*** looked in these shorts. I said thank you and he pulled me closer, I was still bent over, and I could feel his hardness. He told me, he wanted to see me without my shorts on, and he quickly pulled them down before I could stop him. I was not wearing any underwear, and was fully exposed bare b***.

He moved me against the wall, my hands on the wall still bent over with him behind me. He already had undid his jeans and they were down around his ankles. I knew what was coming next. He pushed hard against me. My body betrayed me and I was already wet… he easily slid inside of me. I let out a cry, and he started pumping away. He was so much bigger than any of the boys I had dated.

I was so wet and he was so big, I did not complain, and let him do what he wanted. He was thrusting so hard and deep, I could feel his B@lls slapping against me with every thrust. I had multiple org@sms, my legs were shaking and my body was flush… then I felt him org@sm inside of me, it seemed to not stop and I could feel each spurt inside of me shooting against my insides. It was running out of me and down my legs as he continued his thrusting until he was finished.

He pulled out of me and left me there, legs spread and leaning against the wall soaked in wetness. I cleaned up and went back to the party. Still flush from the F#cking in the stall, people commented that I must have got some sun as the color looked good on me.

I saw my Uncle later, he never said a word, he just smiled and winked at me…