Straight Female / 42
I grew up in a small rural community, pretty religious community and I was brought up as a Lutheran and went all the way through school at the local Lutheran private school. My parents wanted me to follow them to Texas Lutheran in Seguin, Texas. I chose the University of Texas for a variety of reasons.
However when I got to UT I was a duck out of water. During orientation I met a graduate student from overseas and I found myself with him at his apartment alone. He brought me there for one reason. I wasn't able to get away and he had his way on the couch and we fell to the floor. I tried to crawl away but he got on my back and trying to get back into my V he found my A hole and why not, he ran me through. I later had to wipe him clean, which caused me to vomit all over the floor. I had to clean up the vomit and he had his way again, this time 100% in my V and which caused me to get pregnant.
The pregnancy was very embarrassing, I could not go home like that so I begged off over and over and begged to spend Thanksgiving with friends, actually spent it alone on campus, and Christmas I went home but stayed one day. I felt like I was so obviously pregnant but no one noticed, it was winter and I wore loose sweaters.
Back at college I confided in my roommate and she took me to the doctor. Everything was progressing normally and I had the baby in the late spring, giving the baby up for adoption. The father of the baby never found out.
Moving onto today, I married a man who never knew about my pregnancy in college and I had three kids with him. Last fall the baby I had in college found me and we met and she is a grown woman now of 24. I told her everything, except how I got pregnant, but I did not know her father or where he was. I couldn't help her. I did tell her that he never knew I had been pregnant.
I fell in love with her in one second. I brought her to my husband and confessed. I know that I am past lucky that he took it for something of youth and he accepted her and we are working on building a relationship with her. My part I have never confessed to him is what happened that night. It was not a one night stand. Some things have to be a secret. I don't care about the guy, he is Middle Eastern and good riddance, I am past glad he never knew and pray that he never does.
However when I got to UT I was a duck out of water. During orientation I met a graduate student from overseas and I found myself with him at his apartment alone. He brought me there for one reason. I wasn't able to get away and he had his way on the couch and we fell to the floor. I tried to crawl away but he got on my back and trying to get back into my V he found my A hole and why not, he ran me through. I later had to wipe him clean, which caused me to vomit all over the floor. I had to clean up the vomit and he had his way again, this time 100% in my V and which caused me to get pregnant.
The pregnancy was very embarrassing, I could not go home like that so I begged off over and over and begged to spend Thanksgiving with friends, actually spent it alone on campus, and Christmas I went home but stayed one day. I felt like I was so obviously pregnant but no one noticed, it was winter and I wore loose sweaters.
Back at college I confided in my roommate and she took me to the doctor. Everything was progressing normally and I had the baby in the late spring, giving the baby up for adoption. The father of the baby never found out.
Moving onto today, I married a man who never knew about my pregnancy in college and I had three kids with him. Last fall the baby I had in college found me and we met and she is a grown woman now of 24. I told her everything, except how I got pregnant, but I did not know her father or where he was. I couldn't help her. I did tell her that he never knew I had been pregnant.
I fell in love with her in one second. I brought her to my husband and confessed. I know that I am past lucky that he took it for something of youth and he accepted her and we are working on building a relationship with her. My part I have never confessed to him is what happened that night. It was not a one night stand. Some things have to be a secret. I don't care about the guy, he is Middle Eastern and good riddance, I am past glad he never knew and pray that he never does.
