Angry Sex Novels & Stories

The men around her backed away quickly, but the fists on either side of me quaked with malicious rage. It took everything in me not to rise and fuck them up then and there. Only watching my wife's jiggling tits as she rushed over, her face marred in fear, stopped me. My already horny, now angry, dick took charge. Me, Derek Nelson, a man who had seen and done it all, had a boner for a fully clothed woman. One rapidly coming my way. I had to calm the fuck down. Something told me angry sex wasn't on the table, given the whole divorce me now bullshit.

I kissed her soft breasts, licked and sucked her nipples until they were hard then I moved lower and spit on my fingers, pushing two of them inside her pussy angrily. “Ah… ah!” Diana screamed, her back arching. “Easy on me, Eric. Ah!” But I didn’t listen. I was too angry remembering how Victor looked at her. I fingered her hard and fast, then pulled my fingers out and replaced them with my thick cock, pushing inside her in one rough thrust. I fucked her hard, pounding deep with all my anger. Every time I remembered my brother’s eyes on her, I slammed into her even harder. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. “Who has the upper hand, Diana?” I growled.

“I think I should drive.” “No! I’ll drive.” “Angry driving is dangerous, Rowena. I’d never forgive myself if something happened.” He stared into that expressive, impressive face. She was soft, silent, strong. But underneath that controlled exterior, he detected a passion she hadn’t tapped, didn’t trust, and possibly didn’t understand. Fire flared in her deep blue eyes, triggering an overwhelming urge in him to help her channel that anger, that passion. Jerking out of his grasp, Rowena turned on Heath, her back pressed to the passenger door.

I mumbled, "We only slept together on the same bed. Nothing happened." He didn't reply, except angrily thrusting in and out. Even though I knew this was a rage sex, my body still betrayed me.. I whimpered under him, my butthole clenching his cock and releasing, heat warming through my body. I was helpless against him and angry at myself for that, but I couldn’t help the desire that flooded through me. My moans and the sound of his angry thrusts filled the room. Then just as suddenly, he turned me to face him and came all over my body.

I abruptly stumbled my feet as I stomped my leg in anger but before I could slip , his strong arms hold me in my place . His touches make me sick in my stomach . But I was angry on him a bit . He intensely stared at my face but I shook my head on opposite direction angrily . I was feeling very annoyed . He was all sweet and caring when we had sex but showing his bossy attitude now which irk the shit out of me .

I'm sure my arousal was starting to smell in the air and my pupils were dialated as my breaths of anger turned into something entirely different. I needed him. "Yes! Angry sex!" Asia chirped. "Damn right." Chase seemed to have quickly gotten the hint of the sudden change of air because his eyes visibly darkened. Without another thought, I lunged forward and smashed our lips in the most rough kiss we've ever shared. My hands instantly went to grope him from wherever I could and he cupped the back of my neck with one hand, other snaking around my waist to pull me closer. I pushed him backwards till his legs hit the dressing table and he jumped to sit on it, me s

Every possible place someone could stash a woman like Aria. For years, I’ve controlled everything. But this? This is different. This is her. Images flicker in my head. The first time I saw her in that pencil skirt, fighting to keep her composure while I deliberately undid it. The look in her eyes last night when she let go. The sound of my name in her mouth. I slam my fist on the wheel again, the leather biting into my raw knuckles. Twenty-four hours. The anger simmers down into something sharper. A knife-edge focus.

"What? Reconciliation sex is historically the best kind. Well, alongside pure anger sex. Now add the fact that it's coming from a literal mini-god with such incredibly adventurous, dominant taste." A sudden, sharp throb pulses deep in my core. My throat thickens, and the air in the room suddenly feels sweltering. I begin frantically fanning my face with my free hand, looking around the hallway as if someone might be standing there watching my reaction. But the door is completely closed; the kids are safely behind the closed laboratory door.

Collapsing forward, he braced himself on trembling arms, careful not to crush me as he manuevered me on the bed. "Beautiful,” he murmured, planting a kiss on my wet, sticky temple. Pulling out slowly, he gathered me into his arms, spooning me from behind. His hand rested possessively on my stomach as he buried his head on crook of my shoulder. Once I was able to catch my breath, I told him. “Let's have angry sex in the future. Lots and lots of angry sex.” All I got was a low chuckle that rumbled through my skin. Theodore seemed more tired than me, so I adjusted on the bed until I had him wrapped around my arms, his head laying b

Her moans and pussy were driving him crazy, how he had missed being buried in her right hole. His dick pulsed, swelling as his orgasm raced through his veins. “Ahh! Yea.. Please” She moaned as he rummaged her pussy, he put her hands on the headboard, driving his dick in and out furiously, she cried out with pleasure, holding onto anything her hand touched. The room had a smell of sex, sweat and roses... Alessandro kissed her roughly, biting her lips, he moved to her breasts, sucking furiously and she screamed, holding his hair.