Romans & histoires Angry Sex

CHAPTER 205 MAKE UP SEX ISLA Growing up, I used to hear when the mean girls in high school and some girls in college frat parties say make up sex is the best and I never believed it was. Ask me for my opinion then, I'll tell you sex with a lot of love is the best one. But now? To fucking hell with love making. After years, I think I know why they say Make up sex is the best. You're angry with them for a long time, during that period, you'll feel your heart longing and your pussy getting wet at the thought of them, but you'd be unable to reach them. So you'd be forced to kill the urge and keep up with your anger.

I didn’t care. He shoved his own jeans down just enough to free his cock, and fuck me, I looked. Big. Thick. Angry. Like it hated me as much as he did. He gripped my thigh, threw it over his hip, and paused—hovering at my entrance. Hot. Hard. Pressing. Then—“You want hate sex, baby? You’ve got it.” He thrust in. I screamed. No slow build. No sweet pretense. Just rough, relentless, punishing. His cock filled me like he was claiming territory, dragging friction through every nerve ending I’d ever owned.

She raised her voice, sounding very angry and her thunderous voice echoed through the room. “Relax Stephanie, we had sex after you guys broke up and you moved on with your girlfriend.” “Oh wow.” “His dick wad good but he was still very naive and he was a slow sex partner.” She furrowed her eyebrows and got up to go to the kitchen. “Slow sex partner? What do you mean by that?” “I mean I like the rough, no pity sex that comes with the multiple orgasms and the ass slapping.” I said excitedly, my mind flash backing to all the p**n videos I have been watching.

“I want you to stop pretending.” He finger-fucked me viciously, curling hard against my G-spot while his thumb punished my clit. I came fast and loud, biting his shoulder to muffle my scream. Julian spun me around, bent me over an old altar rail, and slammed his thick cock into my pussy in one brutal thrust. No warmup. Just raw, angry fucking. “Filthy whore,” he growled, pounding me mercilessly. The wet slap of his hips against my ass echoed in the basement. “Sending me videos while your mother prays upstairs. You love dragging me deeper into hell.”

Turning I just finished taking my pants with underwear off, knowing myself I was going to jump on my mate from the angry sex I needed to give my mate, he removed his pants from him, and sat on the sofa hitting his lap I glare at the attempt of being funny. “Take out all that steamy angry sex while you bounce on my cock baby.” He smiled wide as I got on top of him, he was such an ass hole when he knew what I wanted, our mate bins were this strong, he could feel me to the point of k owing what type of sex I wanted, and I knew what would make him feel giddy, smiling at him I knew he loved to play with my tits to which I demanded wh

I don’t like sleeping over with strangers. When we arrived, Sherly and I went inside. Sherly had barely put down her bag when I grabbed her, pulling her into a brutal embrace. I devoured her lips with burning passion. My lust was uncontrollable. Lust mixed with anger. I didn’t want anything but to get off. My mind was wired, I had to release this surging rage. Sex was the perfect way to get rid of my anger. “Wow, Noah. You’re so passionate. Do you want me that bad?” Sherly unbuttoned her blouse, but I thought it was pointless. I ripped it off her by force.

he says angrily. "Sure Ace, just leave me alone" Wow, a mistake? That's just great. Ace Carter I'm so angry with myself and restraint. What have I just done? I knew she was having dirty thoughts. I shouldn't of taken advantage of that, I don't even know who the fuck she was thinking about like that. It makes me fucking angry too, who the fuck is making her hot and bothered like that? When I saw her blushing and pinching her legs tightly close I couldn't resist. I was turned on.

With that, he started to remove my clothes. "What are you doing?" "Well, I’m toxic as fuck. I got horny during our arguments. Now that you have aroused me, you have to bear what is coming next," he said with a grim expression, ripping my nightdress. "Alpha…" I was scared a little because of the aura that he was releasing. "This is going to be angry sex." "Why?" "Because you pissed me off so much that I want to fuck the s*** out of you," he replied, and true to his word, he fucked me hard and deep, causing me to scream his name.

“I am still adjusting… don’t rush. It’s hard to be a bottom when your husband’s dick is hard and big.” Angelito chuckles in his response as he buries his face on Denver’s chest in his happiness. “You’re pussy is so tight…. Can I move now?” Denver agrees with him. Perhaps, Angelito holds his legs and starts plunging slowly until his pace becomes fast. Moan filled the room again after a month of fasting in sex, Denver looked at his ashy eyes, and Angelito gave him a seductive lick and smooch. Denver’s redness runs from his face to the lower part of his collar bone. He can now feel the pleasure of Angelito’s length hammering his hole. The Don stops and spanks his ass.

Mais si c'est ce que tu désires je le ferai avec plaisir Martine : Avec plaisir tu dis? Ose le faire et tu sauras à qui tu as affaire JMV: Moi, avoir affaire à toi.... Même pas que feras? Tu ne pourras rien tu vas juste en souffrir Martine ? JMV: Oses quand même le faire et tu verras la colère d'une femme amoureuse. JMV: Ah d'accord toi tu connais la colère d'une femme amoureuse ? Et connais tu la colère d'un homme trompé.... Retourne voir ton Moustapha j'imagine votre soirée a été ce jour là n'est-ce pas ?