He kept saying “I know you like it.”
Nina
It was the night of my friend’s huge birthday party, when I was a junior high school. I was so pumped to be going, especially after hearing my crush of several years would be there. I got dressed -to-impress and headed for my friend’s house. Not to my surprise, the house was full of drunk teenagers.
After an hour or so, I was feeling a little uncomfortable around the drunks, so I went to my friend’s room. I lay down on the bed and called a friend to have them come pick me up.
I was pleasantly surprised when my crush came out of the bathroom and started talking to me. We were flirting and everything went well until his fingers started to wander. He was now touching my breasts and thighs. I moved his hand away but he would not stop. I was about to leave the room when he pushed me back down and planted a sloppy kiss on my lips then my neck and placed his entire body against me. He was whispering vulgar sexual remarks of what he wanted to do to me.
It was hard to fight him off because he is much stronger and bigger than me. I pushed him off but he kept saying “I know you like me, you don’t have to be so shy. I know you like it.” He asked me to give him a “blow job.” His privates were bulging out of his pants.
I was furious. I was calling for help but I didn’t get a response. I was so enraged and disgusted so I finally managed to jump up and kicked him hard in his crotch. He was down now, so I escaped.
I felt so soiled and heart broken, I couldn’t even look in the mirror. To top it off, he tells his friends that he had sex with me. He got what he deserved, but I have never been the same person since then.
