Where it happened: Apartment
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight
A friend of mine showed me this site and thought I should tell my story. First I would like to say that it happened near the end of August 1995. I had been going with my boyfriend, Ryan, since we were 13 and I had just turned 17 in June. I thought we would be together forever. Now for my story………………….. parents and I had gone to Hilton Head, SC for a weeks vacation. The first day we were there my mom and I were at the pool and this very handsome guy, Barry, came over and started talking to me. He told me he worked in the pro shop at one of the golf courses on the island. We talk for some time and then he said he needed to get back to work and would see me around. I really wasn’t interested in meeting anyone because of Ryan. A couple of days later Barry came to the pool again and we had a real nice time talking again. When he left my mom teased me about how good looking he was and that he had picked me out of all the girls to talk to. I just brushed it off. On Wednesday Barry showed up again and we talked for about an hour and then he said he had to get back. He started to leave then turned around and ask me if I would like to have dinner with him. I told him that was nice, but that I had a boyfriend of 4 1/2 years. He said thanks but if I changed my mind the invitation stood. After he left my mom said that I had been complaining about nothing to do every evening and that I should have gone. She said that no one back home would ever know, meaning Ryan. I figured Barry would not come back and just forgot about it. Well, on Friday my mom nudged me and said that Barry was coming across the pool deck. I turned and he walked up and immediately ask if I had changed my mind about dinner. I told him that I really had thought any more about it. My mom gave me the evil eye and I told him that if he wanted to call me at the condo later I would tell him. I gave him our number and he said he would call aroud 4. When he called I told him that I guessed it would be ok to go to dinner and he said ok. He told me we would go somewhere close and that he would pick me up around 8. I ask him what I should wear and he said a skirt and blouse would be fine. He picked me up and we went to a nice resturant and had a wonderful dinner. We talked for a while and started to walk back. He ask me if I had taken a walk on the beach at night and I told him I had not done much of anything. He ask if I would like to take one and I said I guessed it would be ok. He ask if he could stop at his apartment and change clothes and then we could go by the condo and I could change. When we got to his apartment he said I could have a seat on the sofa and he would change and be right back. In a few minute he returned dressed in runners shorts, a tank top and had his socks and shoes in his hand. He sat down beside me on the sofa and put his socks on then turned and kissed me on the cheek. I guess I smiled but I certainly didn’t mean to make him think anything else. Then he put his hand on my shoulder and eased me back on the sofa. When he did one leg was hanging off the side and the other was against the back. He leaned forward and layed between my legs and kissed me again. I was a little uncomfortable but figured a kiss or two would be it. As he was kissing me again he kinda raised up and put one of his hands down between his stomach and mine. when he stopped kissing me I looked down to see what he was doing and was shocked that he had pulled the front of his shorts down and taken his penis out. I immediately told him that I thought we better leave. He layed back down and put both hands behind my head and kissed me again. I could feel the tip of his penis against my panties. I told him that he need to put it back in his shorts and again said we needed to leave. He raised back up, reach down and took hold of himself like he was going to do what I ask. I kinda relaxed and he put it against my pantie and shoved as hard as he could. The panties I had on were tight fitting so he didn’t get much more than the head of it in me before I could move back. I pushed him back and told him that was it and to get up. He did and I got up and left by myself. When I got to the condo I had made up a story that he had to go back to work so I wouldn’t have to tell what had happened. The next day we went home and I couldn’t wait to see Ryan. In September I didn’t get a period, but that was not unusual since I was very irregular. October came and went and I still didn’t think too much about it because I had gone as long as two and a half months before. The early part of November Ryan and I were at the mall and I got deathly ill. I ask him to take me home and I went straight to bed. By that evening I felt better and past it off as a slight touch of something. The next morning I was sick again so mom called our family doctor and they said she could see me at 11. When the doctor came in she examined me and when she checked my chest I flinched because my breast were tender. She kinda smiled and said she wanted me to give then a urine sample and she was going to draw some blood. They did and about a hour an hour later the doctor came back in the room. She looked at me, smiled and said, ” Should I congratulate you?” or not. I ask her what she meant and she said,” You and Ryan are going to be parents.” I broke down and started crying and she ask if I hadn’t known. I told her I had no idea and explained to her that Ryan and I had never done anything. She looked puzzeled. Then I told her about what had happened at Hilton Head and she said that Barry must have gotten some sperm on my panties and it had gotten into my vagina. She said it was just like having unprotected intercourse. I ask her not to tell anyone that I wanted to handle it. The first person I wanted to tell was Ryan. I did and I think you know his reaction. To this day I know he still thinks Barry and I had actual intercourse. Then I told my parents. They were very understanding and stood by me through everthing. The next week we drove back to Hilton Head and confronted Barry with the options our attorney had given us. I also found out that he was 25 years old. He agreed to cover all my medical expenses and to pay child support. On June 3, 1996, 5 days before my 18th birthday, I gave birth to Sean a beautiful little boy. Things have worked out well, but it was also a very trying time in my life.
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