u/itsjustnikkii

Last night my boyfriend got extremely intoxicated, drinking liquor instead of beer. It makes him mean and I don't like when he drinks that or how he acts. He gets rough anyway and it just makes him worse.

Last night he wanted me to play with myself in front of him. He loves watching me and I hate doing it. He wound up physically threatening me saying he was going to beat my ass if I didn't. He's never done that but I believed him.

I started to rub my pussy for him and he kept telling me open my legs wider, open my pussy, show him everything. My pussy started to get wet even though I wasn't having a good time.

He pulled his phone out and I tried to close my legs. He pushed them wide open and said keep going. He made me get a toy. A dildo inside me and a clit sucker on me. He kept talking to me and to his camera and I couldn't help it. I started to feel an orgasm building. He kept telling me to cum for him and saying what a good girl, a good whore.

I came loudly, humiliated. I don't know who he was videoing for, if it was for him, someone else, what.

He violently fucked me afterwards and came all over the outside of my pussy and then he passed out drunk. M

I had a friend all through middle and high school. Her family was like my family. I was with them all the time. Her dad was a regular dad, we didn't see much of him but he was always polite and nice.

I stayed friends with this girl into college, but we didn't see each other as often. When we were both home I would come stay with her sometimes.

Her dad started coming around more as I became a very young adult. He started talking to me when I visited and it almost felt flirtatious or he would look at me too long. He was probably in his 50s by the time I turned 18.

One night I was there spending the night. I had a few drinks with my friend and eventually she went to bed. I stayed up, still feeling tipsy. Her dad was home, and he found me in their..idk what you would call it, a game or hangout room. A bonus room, but it had a comfy huge sofa where I would normally sleep. Most of the time my friend slept on the couch with me but she had gone to her bedroom this night.

Her dad offered me another drink as he opened a beer himself. He started asking me about college. About boys. He told me how much I had grown up. kept asking me if I had a boyfriend, why not? If I was having sex...if I had before. He touched my face and went in to kiss me. I stiffened and back away. He told me to come on. To come here.

He kissed me and I didn't stop him. But In didn't want to be there. His wife, my best friend's mom who was like a mom to me! Was upstairs sleeping.

He led me to the couch. Rubbing me, rubbing on himself. He laid me down. Lifted my shirt and started kissing and sucking my breasts. He started pulling my shorts off and I tried to stop him. He kissed on my neck and told me it was ok, it would feel so good. He got them down and off and rubbed my pussy through my panties. White with flowers. He was rubbing in a rhythmic practiced way, on my lips, around my hole, where I was getting wet. He started to gently rub my clit. I couldn't help it but my body was responding to him. He kept doing this until I had an orgasm. I couldn't help it.

He took it as a sign to keep going. He removed his shorts and took it out of his boxers. He pushed my thighs open and rubbed his cock onto my pussy lips.

Before I could stop him he was pushing his cock into me. He was inside me, he was thick, and it hurt. It took my breath away and he covered my mouth with his. He fucked me gently for a few minutes but then started to get aggressive, fucking hard, biting me, holding me down. Using me like a fuck doll, I was just there. He moaned in my ear how tight I was, how wet. My tight little pussy.

When he said those words, my pussy throbbed, pulsed, got tighter, and he started cumming inside me. I know he wasn't planning that bc he said "oh shit. " As he emptied his load in me. He apologized as he hurriedly got up and redressed himself, then me. He helped me put my clothes back on as if I was not able to myself.

He bought me plan B the next day. I was very confused and upset by the whole event but there were several other incidents we had together bc I wasn't sure how to tell him no and because the first incident had excited me in some sick way. This continued until my friend and I eventually drifted apart through college. When I go home to this day I'm worried I'll run into her dad or mom out somewhere.

My partner knows I have trauma in my past and Ive told him what happened to me. I had an incident in childhood, then high school and college. He always seemed understanding. He knows i don't like him to finish inside.

Last night we were fucking and he was tougher than usual. Grabbing my throat, biting, holding me down. It's not how we usually fuck.

I could tell he was getting close, I can tell by how he breathes and how hard he thrusts in me. I waited for him to pull out like he normally does. And instead I started to realize he was cumming inside me. He put it all in me to where it was leaking out everywhere. When he was done I asked why he did that. I was upset and crying.. he just said it feels so much better that way.

It's brought up memories of being violated in my childhood and he just knows that it made him feel good literally all he cares about.