I had an ex who I told I didn't want sex before marriage and he agreed to continue the relationship like that, but then he upped the kissing, foreplay, and I was naive at the time, I thought if I'm going to stop him from having sex with me, at least let him do other things ....   Mind games!!

Anyways, one day whilst we were, cuddling, in bed LOL

He started talking dirty to me and then he said;

"I don't want to have sex with you" and my eyes popped out. He was tipsy so I thought to be on guard. Anyways, he climbed on top of me and started saying; "I don't want to have sex with you, I want to make love with you." "Because I love you." Then (we both had clothes on, I had a skirt, I'd rushed to his place.. something happened so I was wearing a loose top and mini-skirt) He started thrusting gently and then took out 'the weapon' .. we had clothes on still.. and I was getting slightly worried (we had dry sex regularly). He continued talking dirty, and then He kept repeating that I should "never do anything I didn't want to do." But kept rocking, then pulled down my underwear, and started fondling me (I was used to this, but this time it was very agressive) and he tried to give me oral but I didn't want him to give me oral in his drunken state and was trying to slow things down, I put my hand over .. and he really wrestled my hand out of the way, and though I was scared, I kept putting my hand down, he started licking through my fingers and I kept them firmly over, with pure strength he kept pulling my hand away, fear's rising, and next he pulled my hand and then.. he thrusted I just managed to put my hand in the way of ... I was so scared that night, thinking what if my hands hadn't been in the way, and I'm a virgin too (and he knew it and he knew I was very into my faith and at the time he told me he was too), I knew it was over, the relationship. It ended about a week later but I never brought it up the next morning, I think I was in denial.

Just chuckling at how naive I was. Comments and the regular abuse welcome.

To be honest I would've took him by the penis and pulled him off of me, but hey, I guess that's just me.

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It doesn't mean that much to me,
Sometimes I don't mean that much to you
And I don't even know what I'm hiding for...
And I don't even know what I'm crying for...

One question; the guy had been a sweetheart during the majority of the relationship, but this HUGE slip up.. does that make him a TERRIBLE boyfriend?

Post edited at 6:37 pm on Jan. 6, 2009 by Anonymous

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woah. reminds me of the movie teeth. teehee

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Wow what a loser.  

To be honest I would've took him by the penis and pulled him off of me, but hey, I guess that's just me.

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With his full weight over me? I mean one minute it went from the usual kissing and messing about to full on motion.

There was no penetration, I thank God, I can't imagine what I'd tell my parents, or if I'd tell anybody.

Now I understand why my friends want me to forget him completely. I'm not sure if he knew what he did, I mean I never said "Hey honey, btw you almost raped me last night or you were trying to." when he wa acting all lovey dovey again.

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Quote: from ChemicEmotions at 2:31 am on Jan. 7, 2009

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Wow what a loser.

 To be honest I would've took him by the penis and pulled him off of me, but hey, I guess that's just me.

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With his full weight over me? I mean one minute it went from the usual kissing and messing about to full on motion.

There was no penetration, I thank God, I can't imagine what I'd tell my parents, or if I'd tell anybody.

Now I understand why my friends want me to forget him completely. I'm not sure if he knew what he did, I mean I never said "Hey honey, btw you almost raped me last night or you were trying to." when he wa acting all lovey dovey again.

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Uh, yeah. Act like you were going to suck it, then take his dick and lead him.

Being drunk, I doubt that it would be that hard.. no pun intended.

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It doesn't mean that much to me,
Sometimes I don't mean that much to you
And I don't even know what I'm hiding for...
And I don't even know what I'm crying for...