Dark Story

I've been a long time reader of these forums and decided to make an account today. Just wanted to post a pretty dark story of mine from a time I'd like to forget, but if you guys like it I'll post more.

Freshman year of college this girl who was my same major adds me on facebook and acts all flirty. Next day we hang out and smoke, chick seems really cool and she makes out like a porn star. We agree to hang out the next evening which was a Friday.

I decide to purchase some bud, and the guy down the hall from me in my dorm buys me a handle of vodka. She came over around 6 and I told her we'd go to my friends place to party after we were the right amount of drunk. We ended up getting fucking smashed and we were all over each other as we stumbled to my buddy's place. The party was way crowded for the size of the apartment so we went to his bedroom and we all smoked a few bowls.

I was gone at this point and shit started getting hazy. I remember laying on my buddy's couch making out with her for like an hour until he told us to gtfo and get a room.

We go back to my dorm, and I made a few calls to figure out where we'd go next, but unfortunately I was a little preoccupied with her. We kept drinking and eventually i started trying to get into her pants and she kept resisting. Eventually she was drunk enough that she just gave in and we started having sex. One minute she would moan and tell me to keep going and the next she'd force me off of her. I can't remember much more than that, but eventually we finished.

We just laid there for the longest time, almost passing out. Then she said she wanted to leave so I walked her down to the exit of my dorm. She was trashed, but kept saying "You can't let this happen ever again".

I felt terrible, so I kept drinking. Out of my mind I grabbed what was left of my vodka and weed. Went out to my car rolled a jay and next thing I know I'm 45 miles away from where I had parked my car.

I had no idea how I'd gotten there. Turns out I was at my ex-girlfriends new apartment, I went up to her door and started banging as loudly as a I could. It was 4:00 A.M. I heard her boyfriend waking up so I hurried out of the complex and texted him to come out and fight me like a man.

Next thing I know I wake up and it's 5:30 A.M. and I have no idea what happened between that time. I take another giant drink of vodka and loaded a bowl. Then I peel the fuck out of the apartment parking lot and head home.

I could barely focus on the road and I knew I was swerving like crazy, I begged god to let me get home safe once I hit the interstate. Next thing I know, I wake up in my dorm and the girl from the night before was calling me to take her to work.

She tells me that I flat out raped her the night before and that she isn't going to press charges, but she went to the emergency room last night and they did a rape kit on her. She told the police that she had no idea who had raped her.


- The next night was even more crazy. It was more like a 3day drinking binge, but let me know what you think. If you want to hear more just say so

 

Eh, that all depends on your definition of "rape" She'd moan "Oh Baby" for a minute or two and then the next minute I recall hearing her yell NO!! Either way we didn't make enough noise to wake up my CA who lived next door.

 

I wasn't even driving my own vehicle either bro. It was loaned to me by a relative. That's all I'll say about that. I have RL friends, associates, and classmates that are active on this forum.

 

Motha fucka if I didn't no betta I'd say u was dissin me, but we cool man. We cool.