Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

I was freshly 13 when we started messaging one another. A month after to be exact.
 I don't know why I felt the need to be on an adult dating app to be completely honest. I didn't have any friends, and I loved attention from boys, but why Adult men?  
It was spring break of 2013 when he sent me a message. I was posing as 21 year old and apparently sold it well. He was 23, turning 24 in April. From the day we first met, we communicated everyday after that. We had a fairly explicit sexual relationship. Roleplaying was common, and nude photo sending was an everyday thing. That though, was after I told him my real age (oddly enough). 

After a few weeks I started to feel bad about lying to him. So I just told him the truth. He was surprised, but still wanted to talk to me. Though I knew at that point he had lost his respect for me. He made advances on me, and I allowed him to. I wasn't your average kid. (Keeping in mind this is all online) 


After months of constant communication, and a confession of love from me to him; we met. The plan was for my mom to drop me off at the mall so there would be no suspicions. And he would meet me there. We wouldn't stay at the mall though, our destination was a local Super 8 motel. At this point he was 24 and I was still 13. 

Everything went smoothly and I made it to his car. It was weird.. For me at least. I was really quiet and nervous. How we made it into the motel without looking suspicious I really don't know. But we did. 


I'm not exactly sure how long we sat on the bed watching TV before he advanced on me physically. Maybe about an hour and a half. He was on left side of the bed and I was on the right. Fairly close to the headboard with a pretty big gap between us. He laid across the bed now with his head behind my back. He was asking me about the belt I was wearing around my waist, while playing with it. I didn't really say much. 


He then got up on his hands and knees looking at the left side of my head While I continued to watch tv. I didn't know what he was doing and didn't really care to be honest. He then sighed, and grabbed my chin so I was facing him. At this point I still didn't know he was trying to kiss me. I was so innocent back then. 

We kissed. Twice. Just a peck. I figured he realized I wasn't very experienced so he decided we should go. One thing I'll never forget though, is what he said as we left the motel room. 

"Too bad I didn't get to see under that pretty little dress" 

Without a doubt we probably would have had sex that night if I wasn't so shy. And the thing is, this isn't the end of the story. If you would like to hear more about this true story let me know. I would love to share!