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Ran into the man who assaulted me, over the weekend.
When I was 16, I was dating a 14yo, Ethan. He was a sexy jock, I was the slut trying to distract him from his goals. That’s what his parents always thought. They never trusted us alone. It was impossible to do anything besides a quick blowjob or finger me. However, his mom got home a half hour later twice a week. If we timed it right, skipped last period, we could have plenty of sex then leave before his mom got home. The school called about his failing class. I wasn’t allowed over anymore. His father screamed at me, saying how my ass and tits were out because I was looking for dick, I was a trashy bitch and to get out. That next free day, we skipped and went to have sex.
We usually had to hurry, except those days. We had a little longer in his bed as opposed to outside, in a bathroom, in the woods. He liked to eat pussy, I like to suck dick. Something about feeling cum in your mouth and watching that dick go in you to cum again. I was topless sucking dick with his hand in my panties when the door slammed open. It was his father. The school had called and told them he had been skipping last period on those days. He screamed at us, I held the blanket over my tits. When I felt I had the chance, I tried getting up to get my clothes. He asked where the fuck I thought I was going. If it wasn’t for me, his son wouldn’t skip. But I was giving away pussy and blowjobs like a slut. I stayed quiet with my head down like usual. He asked if I liked to suck dick and take my clothes off in his house, then be naked. He pulled away the blanket and grabbed my tits. He said oh yeah they were nice. Here, suck cock you slut. He held a big cock in his hand, really big. He told me go on, do it. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth wide.
He said that’s what I needed, he made me gag on it. I looked at my bf watching. He looked shocked and still hard. His long arm reached for my pussy and jabbed a finger in me. He went slow but hard. He told my bf to watch me, and that liked it. He said if I liked that, I’d love more. He grabbed my leg, spit on his dick and told my bf to watch this. I never got fucked like that before. I was screaming, moaning, grabbing the sheets. He grabbed my face and asked me if I was going to cum. He called me a little whore and I was disgusting to cum on another dick besides his son. I really did hate that I came twice for this man. I went many years hating myself for it. He said he couldn’t look at me, he sat and turned me around to sit in it. I was ready to cry. I hated everything about the situation. He held my hair, bounced me and told me to tell his son it felt good, I was a whore, things like that. I guess I wasn’t doing good enough because he pulled my nipples so hard and yelled at me. I was up and down on his dick looking my bf in the eyes telling him how I was a slut who needed big dick and I loved it. He came in me, pushed me off and pulled his pants up. He told Ethan to finish the slut. He said he’s been hard, go fuck her asshole since he ruined my pussy. I was curled up on the bed thinking how bad it hurt the last time we tried anal. He told him to do it or he would. Ethan didn’t know how to prep or anything. He used spit and rammed it in. His father was delighted. He opened my leg and pointed out his cum leaking out. Ethan went faster. His father told him to grab my nipples like a slut, how I liked that. Ethan came in me and his father put a finger in my ass. He told me to look at him, if I ever came back, it was his dick in my ass next time.
Ethan and I tried making it work. I couldn’t tell anyone. The situation was fucked. We tried having sex. It felt weird and I’d stop him. Then one time he held me down and finished. He asked if I liked that, stupid slut. He said after that he thought I really wanted it like that. Lots of therapy later and I haven’t thought about them in years. I seen the father in the grocery store recently. I was back in town for dinner at my mom’s. 20 years later and he still looks the same. I panicked as he approached me. He asked how I been, said I looked beautiful. He said my daughter was beautiful too, hopefully she’s not a heart breaker like mommy. He walked away without a goodbye. It was freaky and I hated it.
Remember...his head is not made of iron!
I wacked my abuser with a 3 pound Ball-peen hammer 🔨 from my car when I spotted him sitting on a bench smoking a cigarette. I quietly walked up behind him and struck him on his head as hard as I could and walked away.