I woke up in the dead of night to find my best friend Paul raping me when I was 10, and he got me pregnant.
When I was 11 years old my best friend raped and impregnated me at our sleepover.
His name is Paul and he was 13 at the time, we had been best of friends since we were very little, and we spent all our free time together, playing games outside and indoors, we were extremely close and we slept over at each other’s house every single Friday night.
On this Friday Paul was sleeping over at my house, Paul was in his pyjamas and I was in my nighty, we spent most of the night downstairs sitting on the floor in front of the TV playing Super Mario Brothers, and then we went to bed.
We had always slept in the same bed, so there was nothing unusual about it, and our parents allowed it and never told us we couldn’t.
He must have started when I was asleep because when I woke up in the dead of night, that is when I felt it, an aching pain between my legs, as I woke up I gasped feeling the pain and then suddenly Paul’s arm was underneath my head and his hand was pressed over my mouth, “Shush – Be quiet, Hailey!” he whispered in to my ear.
We were laid on our sides, I was facing the wall and he was facing me from behind me, he had taken off my panties and was holding my left leg up in the air with his left hand and thrusting his cock in to my pussy, fucking me from behind.
I could feel his stomach banging against my bum and his cock bulging inside of me and sliding in and out of my pussy, it was hurting and I was gasping and moaning underneath his hand.
I started to cry and he could feel my tears running down from my eyes and on to his fingers, “Don’t cry – Just enjoy it – This is fun.” He whispered in my ear.
In my mind I felt betrayed, I didn’t understand what he was doing to me or why he wasn’t it to me, it wasn’t fun for me, he knew it was hurting me but he kept doing it anyway, he was meant to be my friend, and in my mind he was my dearest friend, I loved him, but no friend would do this to another friend, my heart broke as he continued.
“Oooah Hailey I’m coming!” he announced in to my ear, I had no idea what that meant, then I felt him thrusting in to me faster and his cock went in deeper, then he froze, his body went rigid and he gasped several times, “Uh – Oh – Uh – Oh – Uh – Oooaah.” And I felt a warm sensation inside me, he had ejaculated in me.
He kept his cock inside me but lowered my left leg down, then he rubbed his left hand up my nighty and rubbed my flat chest, violating my nipples, “Ooah Hailey, I love you – I love you, baby.” He whispered in to my ear like we were lovers while he gently kissing my neck and cheek.
Then he pulled out and rolled me over on to my back, “Don’t scream.” He said, then he took his hand away from my mouth, I could have screamed, I could have, but I felt so broken inside and now I was even scared of him, he was my best friend, the one person I trusted to never hurt me, and now I was scared shitless of him, so I remained silent as he lifted off my nighty and stripped me naked.
And then his lips were all over me, kissing my naked body from top to bottom, and licking my nipples and my pussy with his tongue of betrayal.
Then he got another erection and he laid himself on top of me, he put his hand over my mouth again, pushed his cock up my pussy and raped me again for about half an hour.
When he was finished he rolled me back on to my side and he laid behind me and cuddled me like everything was fine, but it wasn’t fine.
In the morning I avoided him as much as I could until he left, and then I stopped seeing him, we weren’t friends anymore, our parents wondered why we had fallen out but I couldn’t bring myself to tell them.
A few months later I noticed I wasn’t feeling well and I was putting on a lot of weight, I was sent to the school nurse after throwing up in class and she is the one that discovered that I was pregnant, my mom was called in and when she arrived I broke down in tears and told my mom what Paul had done to me.
Mom went ballistic and raged over to his house with me following behind and mom managed to give Paul a beating before his parents intervened and stopped her, but when she told them what he’d done they were angry and upset.
Mom called the police and Paul was arrested for raping me and he was let out on bail until the court case, on condition of a restraining order that he didn’t come anywhere near me.
Paul got 16-months in a young offenders and was released 8-months later, just a couple of weeks after I had his baby via c-section, it was a girl and I named her Peach after the princess from Super Mario Brothers.
I refused to let Paul see her for months, but how she was conceived, he was still her dad, and he had a right to see her and she needed to know her dad, so I let him back in to our lives.
Over time we got close again, I didn’t fully forgive him for raping me that night, but I still loved him, he was my lifelong friend and my connection to him was strong, I couldn’t be without him.
We became friends again, and then boyfriend and girlfriend, and when Peach was 3 years old I fell pregnant with my second child, it was Paul’s and this time the sex was consensual, it was a boy and we named him Stephen, after Paul’s grandfather.
Paul and I are grown up and married now, we have 4 children together, and I love them and Paul dearly.
I have now forgiven him for raping me and we are very happy together.
