so this comment was posted about a month ago in a deleted thread, so ill post the story from @EllenKPao here in its on separate post.
I was in my junior year of college, was the social chair of my fraternity, had a lot of friends, was in great shape, and had a long-term girlfriend. Anyway the point was just... things were going well.
Until my girlfriend got drunk at a party and gave some other dude a blowjob. She came crying to me almost immediately after. I was stupid, I didn't dump her on the spot. She convinced me I'd feel better if I hooked up with someone else. So we made a plan, I'd go out... find some girl at a party, and get her to give me head so my girlfriend could feel less guilty. Sound college logic.
I found a girl, a freshman, she was 18-19. Thin (as only teenagers are) she was probably only 95 pounds, long hair, sporty tight body, and she probably spent 3 hours getting ready for the party with all of her makeup just done perfectly. But she had no alcohol tolerance. I didn't really realize that. I just knew I'd been given the green light to hook up with another girl by my girlfriend. All that was in my head was I needed to make that night count.
So we get back to my room, the girl is tipsy as fuck. But she's ready to go. We'd been making out on the dance floor, I had my hands all over her, it was clear to me that she knew what she was getting into. But she had kept drinking. Her top came off, great little pink puffy nipples, and then she started to go down on me. The booze is kicking in and it's pretty sloppy. Like really bad mix of her being drunk and inexperienced. I'm frustrated that she's not getting the job done.
She apologizes, tells me she's really sorry. She's ashamed of how drunk she is now. Starts talking way too much. And something snaps in me. Her talking is not me getting laid. So I lift her arms over her head, pin her down, and go to town. I start by sucking on her nipples while I finger her. Then I pull her pants off, and get on top.
One thrust later I'm in her. In my head, I'm thinking, "Well, I'm going to hell for this... but fuck it... I just want to fuck this girl." She started asking me what I was doing, and she's clearly shocked by what's happening. She kind of fumbled around a bit, tried to free her arms from my grip, tried to tell me she wasn't ready, and I just told her it didn't matter. A minute or so in, she stopped resisting and just went with it.
That moment where I knew I conquered her was bliss. Feeling her muscles tense, then finally relax. Watching her facial expressions go from confusion to resignation to... satisfaction? She had an amazingly pink pussy, and it didn't take me long... when I was ready to come I shoved my dick in her face, pinched one of her tits, and tried to get her to take my load down her mouth -- mostly just made a mess of her face. Mascara running all over. She ended up with this totally defeated look.
When she sobered up a bit, I walked her back to her dorm room, kissed her -- she kissed me back. Told her I'd like to see her again and she smiled and told me she'd like that too. (I felt guilty lying to her, but I only told her that because I was feeling bad for "using her" -- in my mind at the time I was thinking she needed some emotional bond to justify what we had done. I saw her at a few more parties, but never really spent any time with her, just kind of avoided her after that night.)
The next day when I told my girlfriend about it... she kept egging me on. She literally started masturbating asking me what I did to the girl. I started off hesitant, but she kept asking for more and more details. As I gave them, she burst out with glee, "You raped her!" I was not expecting that sort of response. Anyway turned out my girlfriend was great at being a sub, and learning all about that was crazy fun... but another story.