the boyfriend (CNC / FM)

I think it was a Tuesday. I was spending the day with him at his house. It was fun for the most part. Dancing, singing, cooking together. Coupley things.
I was eighteen at the time and he was twenty-three. Thinking about it now it wasn’t that big of an age difference. And it was legal. We had only been dating for about three months. Back then I thought that meant love. I was obviously very wrong and very delusional. We hadn’t said “I love you” to each other yet. But I had a feeling it was going to be soon.

We were sitting on his couch, watching a movie on his tv. I was sitting with my knees to my chest wearing a white lacey dress. It was his favourite. He had his hand around my shoulders and was sitting close to me with his legs propped up on the coffee table. His hand that rested on my shoulder kept me warm and played with my blonde hair. “You’re so beautiful,” he said as he pecked my cheek. He kissed my jaw and smelled my hair like he always did. He loved my hair.

“Do you want a drink?” He asked, still playing with my hair. I shook my head. He always asked me this when I came over. He got up and went down to his cellar came back with a beer in hand. He put his arm around me again and took a sip. “Just take one sip. Just one” He pouted his lip and waved the bottle in front of my face. He put it to my lips and I drank more than a sip. He tilted the bottle back so more went down my throat. It tasted bad and I didn’t feel drunk.

He finished it and left the bottle on the floor. A little after he finished it he turned my face to his and kissed me. It was a soft kiss so I kissed him back. He put his free hand on my thigh and squeezed it. That made me nervous. At the time, I was a virgin. So I didn’t know if he was asking to or not.
He ran his hand up my thigh and underneath my dress. I put my hand over his to stop him. He listened and held my face instead.

We kissed for a few minutes and then he pulled away. He pecked my cheek and continued watching the movie. “Do you want to go downstairs with me to get another beer?” He asked almost an hour later. I nodded and smiled. In his massive house, he had a wine cellar in his basement. He told he had wine there was almost fifty years old. In the cellar, he had one of the really big freezers that was the length of three regular ones. He had all his beer in that. As we went down he had his hands wrapped around me as he led me down the steps. When we got to the cellar I opened up the freezer door and suddenly he closed it as fast as I had opened it. I turned around to him and suddenly he kissed me.

This time the kiss was rough and more aggressive. He pushed me against the freezer that was up to my hips. He held my waist and continued kissing me. I kissed him back, letting him hold me. He sat me on top of the freezer which was ice cold on the outside. He moved down to my jaw and then my neck and started to bite me, trying to leave marks. It hurt and I groaned a little bit. I put my hands on his chest as if I was going to push him off even though I didn’t. As he kissed my neck he reached behind me and started to unzip my dress. That’s when I started getting nervous.

It zipped down all the way to my lower back. That made the dress fall in the front and I wasn’t wearing a bra. I held it up with my arms and he kept trying to pull them away. He took my thighs with both hands and pulled me to him so he was between my legs. He grinded his crotch against my underwear and bit my neck again. He had a boner already that he pressed it against my thighs. I felt him leave a hickey on my neck and I whimpered.
He pulled away and bit his lip. I thought it was over and asked him if we could go back upstairs. “Not just yet” He whispered and kissed me.

He turned me around so my back was to him and kissed the nape of my neck and smelled my hair. His hand gripped the back of my neck gently and pushed me down so I was bent over the freezer. I shivered because my chest and face were freezing. He started to kiss my bareback and worked his way up to my shoulder blades. I asked him what he was doing. He told me not to worry and that I was safe. He kissed the back of my neck for a while and sighed. “I love you…” He whispered into my ear. I didn’t know what to say. I just stayed quiet. He smelled my hair one more time and stood up.

I felt him lift up my dress and pull my wet underwear down my legs. I heard him unbuckle his belt and unzip his jeans. This made me shiver and not because I was cold. He saw this and told me that it was going to feel good. He leaned into me and I could feel it press against my entrance. He was rock hard. Without warning, he slid it into me quickly. It made me groan because I was in pain. He pushed it in and out just to get me used to it first. That made me moan a little.
He put on hand on my waist to hold me in place and with the other, he grabbed a fistful of my hair. He immediately started pounding into me from behind. It hurt so much because he was going so hard. I begged him to slow down but he went harder. He was as deep as he could go inside me and kept trying to go deeper. I could hear him groan and moan behind me.

Some moans tumbled out of me because it felt a little nice. He thrusted harder again and made the freezer bang against the wall. I felt something built up inside me like a balloon. He kept hitting me in the same place and it’s started feeling good. I moaned his name once. And then I did a second time. He liked that because whenever I did he would groan in response.

He went harder again and again until I felt something explode inside me. I gasped and said his name. My legs started to twitch. He thrusted once, twice and a third time and then I felt him shoot his load inside me. A strained moan escaped him as his cream filled my insides. It was warm and thick and I shivered when I felt it.
When he pulled out of me I started to throb painfully. I heard him zip up his jeans and do up his belt. I was shaking when he finished. I stayed on the freezer, paralyzed. He pulled my underwear back up and zipped my dress.

He took my arm and pulled me up. It hurt to stand on my own legs. He asked me if I was okay. I shrugged and looked at the ground. I couldn’t look him in the eye. He held me as we watched another movie and I fell asleep in his arms

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eqex42/the_boyfriend_cnc_fm