My (20f) boyfriend (20m) fucked me in my house while my Arab Muslim family was away [MF]

So alot of people seemed to enjoy my introduction story and I had fun reminiscing the past so I suppose I’ll write ONE MORE.

So about a year into James and I dating things were going smooth. I was able to keep my relationship a secret from my family and pretty much the Arab/Muslim community around me. He got his own apartment so it was really easy to go and be alone there during the day. To put things bluntly. We were having a ton of sex. The guilt was becoming less and less and at this point I was pretty much experienced at sex. It was to the point where James had begun buying me lingerie to wear at his place and of course I couldn’t take them home with the risk of them getting found by my parents or other siblings.

I’m a Muslim girl who lost her virginity to a longtime crush [MF]

Before I go any further into explaining this story I just want to say I didn’t really ever plan on exposing myself to anyone before marriage. And honestly I didn’t think I’d ever share this story but looking back on it I suppose I’d like to “vent” about it.

I was always a pretty good girl. I grew up in America but my community did have alot of Arabs like me so talking to guys wasn’t impossible but if you wanted to maintain a good image it was better if you kept it on the low or didn’t at all. I for most of my life. Didn’t at all. Not to brag either but I was always hit on a lot in high school and cat called. But I was quite and usually paid them no mind. Throughout high school though I only had one crush. He was a non Muslim but to me he was the most handsome person ever. 6’3 and not necessarily ripped but had an athletic body. I won’t use his real name but we’ll call him James. James was always nice to me but I always knew he was just attempting to hit on me. Despite my crush though I held on strong. I reminded told myself how much of a man whore he was and knew that if I even showed him attention every Arab and/or Muslim in my school would talk about it and assume the worst. So throughout 4 years in high school, I managed to keep my feelings in check.