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Losing my virginity was an awful experience, mostly because I couldn't tell if that was what I really wanted. I was only 15 years old and had just started dating one of the most popular guys in my grade, this is significant because I wasn't the average type of girl guys would go for. I was a tomboy and very quiet, so having any boy's attention was new to me.
After one of his basketball games, he called me to meet him outside the gym. I stood in front of a guy I hardly even knew. I felt like a zombie, the way my brain just shut off when he touched me. I was stunned and confused and he then started grabbing my hand, pulling me towards the infamous make-out corner. He wanted to be alone. At this point, I had no intention of having sex with him. I don't know why I followed him but I regret it still to this day 6 years later.
We made it to a secluded corner and we started kissing. At first I enjoyed it but then he started to grab my chest and my hips, forcing his erection on me. I suggested that we stop because we were outside school! I didn't want to get caught, I was also nervous about things moving so fast. However he kept insisting that everything was fine. I whispered no and mumbled-on about how I didn't think we should be doing this, as he was turning me around and already unzipping his pants.
He asked me to pull down my jeans. I hesitated and let my fingers linger on the button, thinking if this was really what I wanted. I ended up turning back around to kiss him, trying to diffuse the situation. Yet he got hold of my pants and got his hand inside. I was telling him no, and he said it was okay so I stopped resisting. He turned me around again and I heard his pants unzip, at this point I was frozen. I was so zoned out, I was able to hear my heart pounding from my chest. I was just waiting for it to be over.
My question is if anyone can help me decide if I am overthinking this. Am I at fault for giving in or should my suggestions to stop be enough. I was trying too hard for him to like me so I didn't want to scream no and run-away, but I probably should have.
After one of his basketball games, he called me to meet him outside the gym. I stood in front of a guy I hardly even knew. I felt like a zombie, the way my brain just shut off when he touched me. I was stunned and confused and he then started grabbing my hand, pulling me towards the infamous make-out corner. He wanted to be alone. At this point, I had no intention of having sex with him. I don't know why I followed him but I regret it still to this day 6 years later.
We made it to a secluded corner and we started kissing. At first I enjoyed it but then he started to grab my chest and my hips, forcing his erection on me. I suggested that we stop because we were outside school! I didn't want to get caught, I was also nervous about things moving so fast. However he kept insisting that everything was fine. I whispered no and mumbled-on about how I didn't think we should be doing this, as he was turning me around and already unzipping his pants.
He asked me to pull down my jeans. I hesitated and let my fingers linger on the button, thinking if this was really what I wanted. I ended up turning back around to kiss him, trying to diffuse the situation. Yet he got hold of my pants and got his hand inside. I was telling him no, and he said it was okay so I stopped resisting. He turned me around again and I heard his pants unzip, at this point I was frozen. I was so zoned out, I was able to hear my heart pounding from my chest. I was just waiting for it to be over.
My question is if anyone can help me decide if I am overthinking this. Am I at fault for giving in or should my suggestions to stop be enough. I was trying too hard for him to like me so I didn't want to scream no and run-away, but I probably should have.