It's Not Rape If I Like It

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Chapter One - It's Not Rape If I Like It. 

I walked trying to haul two heavy grocery bags along with me. There were hardly any people out since it was just late. I always seem to go overboard when it comes to buying food. What was I thinking? 

The snap of a twig drew me from my thoughts. I turned slowly too afraid to look behind me. I was slammed against a wall that was close to where I was standing. The quick movement caused me to drop all of my groceries, most spilling. 

A hand was immediately against my mouth, my cries for help muffled. I could hear a deep menacing chuckle. What is this guy, the devil? Another hand from the same person, started rubbing along my skinny jean covered lower half. 

"Got me a nice one, don't I?" His accent was southern almost, could he be a foreigner? Soon he pushed me to my knees, one hand holding my long hair so I couldn't escape his clutches, and the other unzipping his pants. What? No! This can't be happening!  I was too focused on my fear, I didn't notice he said something, until he gave me a slap. 

"Didn't you hear me boy? I said suck!" I noticed his hard on now. I couldn't tell the exact size, it was maybe 9 inches and very thick. Even if I wanted to suck it I would break my jaw trying!

I had no more time to dwell, as he shoved his large cock into my mouth making me gag. He let out a groan along with a couple of profanities, before face fucking my poor mouth. It felt like it was going to break any second. Maybe this is all he want. If so, I hope he hurries up. 

It wasn't too long until he took out Godzilla from my mouth. Only to be forced to stand up and to turn so my chest was against the cold wall. You have to be fucking kidding me. 

"Let me see that ass, baby." Why, the way he said baby made me shudder in a good way. Wow I disgust myself sometimes. He pulled down my jeans roughly, and ran his hands along my smooth pale ass.

What? Can't a guy go commando in peace?

"So smooth." Soon he was rubbing the tip against my sweet flower. Oh this is not how I expected to lose my virginity. It wasn't until I felt like a bus hit me, that I cried out in pain. No a bus hitting me would feel way better than this!

Tears formed in my eyes, soon falling. I whimpered as he slowed his thrusts to a steady pace. It didn't feel as bad, but still hurt. 

"It's my lucky day, a sweet virgin just for me." Soon he grabbed my hair into a ball with his fist, and pulled on it whilst pounding me. I moaned, gritted my teeth, and screamed for him. This is one of the best and worst feelings in my life. 

He pulled out and turned me around lifting me up, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist. He entered me from there. Now I could get a better look at him. He didn't look that bad as I thought. He looked maybe in his early forties. 

Black curly hair that stopped just under his chin, light stubble, green eyes, and he had some muscle on him. If he wasn't the one fucking me to death right now, I might of thought of him as attractive. 

He peppered kisses down my neck, before kissing my lips. I had to give it to him, he was a good kisser. The way his tongue came out to tease my bottom lip. Damn you, you sexy asshole!

I was reaching my limit, it took a few slams to my prostate for my eruption to spill. Clear liquid spilled out on his chest, while he came inside of me. Soon he slid us both down to the floor, me sitting with my back against the wall, and him kneeling in front of me. 

When I caught my breath I stared at him with my brown eyes. I held my gaze as he stared back lustfully. 

"You gonna pay for my groceries, handsome? I think I deserve some courtesy." I said with a sigh after looking at the poor food I had bought spilling out of it's contents. 

"After all that, this don't phase you, babe? It was rape after all." He chuckled before smirking at me. I could only smirk back at him. 

"It's not rape if I like it."

Let's just say that night I received his number, and that he did pay for my groceries.