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One day at the mall ran across a lady that I had worked with during that summer. She asked me if I remembered Mark. I didn't let on that he was my boyfriend recalling that Mark told me not to tell anyone. I said I did remember him. Then she told me he had just become a father. What! She said yes he's been married for a couple of years now didn't you know? I was shocked. I mumbled something and walked away. I went home and cried and cried, was it possible? Maybe she was talking about another Mark?
The next time he called I confronted him. He came clean; it was like he didn't even care. I was heartbroken. It was all a big lie. He was never my boyfriend. I didn't hear from him for about three weeks until he showed up again at the house on a Sunday morning. I was furious with him, but he didn't care. I said there was nothing to talk about, he agreed and said he didn't come to talk he came for the sex. And just like all the other times before he just took me. I made a feeble attempt at resisting but the truth was I wasted him just as much as he wanted me. He had a mental control over me. He had his way with me for the next two hours.
Even after all the lies I still somehow felt like it was my fault, that maybe I did something to deserve this. Mark continued to come over to the house for the next couple of months. At this point it was all about the sex for both of us. I was barely eighteen and having sex with a married man ten years my elder. Eventually he just stopped coming around and I never heard from him again
It took me a long time to get over Mark.
A true account of events. Comments?
- COMMENTS
redbaron1724 months agoSorry you had that type of experience, it's a shame your mother didn't try to guide you, religion or not it put you in a bad situation. Even your best friend (probably from church) was in the same boat, just maybe had someone to talk to. That guy was a user and worthless, one thing though, not all men are like he was. In fact i want to believe he would be in the minority. Yeah I'm a guy, but one that despises guys who take advantage of a woman (girl) like that. He knew beforehand exactly what he wanted and how to do it.
brett9about 2 years agoI’m so sorry to hear how you started. ❤️ But so glad that you were strong enough to share it. It’s not easy to expose yourself like that. I will keep reading your stories.
monkeykinglivesabout 4 years agoIf that story is basically true, you were very brave to write it and post it.
As others have said, I'm sorry you had a rough start. Many people do, sometimes rough, sometimes disappointing.
In fiction, and sometimes in real life, early sexual experiences can create themes that repeat again and again. I'll read your other stories and follow you for new ones.
I recommend taking a look at Joseph Campbell's The Hero's Journey. According to him, there is a pattern to a heroic life, something like a tragedy, separation, trial, challenge, triumph. Or something like that. Take a look at it for the details. The Star Wars saga, and many other stories, use the structure. Some say you revisit the past until you triumph.
I'm starting to write stories now that we all have time at home. I love wrestling with interesting themes while writing hot sex stories. If you reply to this comment, it won't let me know. Good luck!
