It's easier to think that I was raped ⇐ Stories about M+F sex

[Anonymous]

I was raped by a young man whom I met at a party with friends. Communication started right away, he was very pleasant to me. In the midst of the holiday, having already drunk a fair amount, he begins to call me to a secluded place. She went without any resistance at all. When he started pestering me, I said several times in a serious tone that I didn’t want to. This didn’t stop him at all; moreover, my “breaking” got him even more excited. He held me tightly, fucked me so that I didn’t feel my body at all.
After I finished, I quickly got dressed and ran away from the establishment. I came home, sat and cried because everything was so complicated. I myself would give myself to such a man on the very first evening. He is both erudite and very handsome, and, damn, I would repeat it. But having sex at the first meeting with an unfamiliar man, and even in this way, my principles do not allow. So it's easier for me to think that I was raped. Although I really liked it.