Angry Sex Novels & Stories

I groan in pain as Angie rides me hard. I tried push her off me earlier, but she tied me to the damn bed! What the hell is up with that? Is she just planning on having sex until we both wear each other out and then pass out? "You are gonna give me what I want, Colt!" She giggles bouncing on my cock like she's on a friggin' Pogo Stick! "We are going to be so powerful, no one will ever thing to challenge us!"

Not caring about her feelings, without pity, my fingers pushed inside her slit, pulling and pushing, moving faster inside her that I could see Angela out of breath as she cried in pleasure. Her fingers dug into my skin, and she opened her eyes to look at me. Her eyes were brimming with tears, but I hated her so much that I didn’t care and just wanted her to feel my anger. I lifted her legs and wrapped them around my hips. “T-Tell me what’s on…” She gasped when my shaft thrust into her core. “What’s on your mind, Sky,” Her mouth opened, sucking for air. “You.” I pulled out slowly but pushed inside again, causing her to moan. “Angela.”

I clenched my fist angrily as I stared at the guy semen on the floor. "Why should I? After having sex with her, right?"I asked angrily, tightening my grip on his neck. "Not like I forced her to have sex with me…"I cut him off with a punch from my left fist. "How dare you!"I roared out angrily, and he gulped down into nothing. "I'm dying… please… leave me,"he pleaded but I'm too angry to listen to him at the moment. I turned back as I felt a presence behind me. "What do you want?''I asked as I glanced at my Betta who's behind my back.

Tension buzzing in the air. Breathing heavily Then something shifted. The anger turns into pleasure, burning desires. Her gaze locked with mine, and I noticed the same desire coursing through me reflected in her eyes. She loves being intimate when she gets angry. The confrontation faded, as it always did between us, into something else entirely-I unzipped her clothes, dropping it down to the floor, kissing her recklessly, tracing every part of her body, gently biting all her sensitive parts of her body. She loves sex barely containing violence. She gives the best blowjobs at this time. This was our way of communication, resolving conflicts, reminding each other why we remained together despi

He kicks a chair aside in anger. The woman who was waiting outside for him enters the room at the noise. He looks at her, anger throbbing in his veins. He had called her for a celebration, but he needed to vent his anger too. He walks over to her and grabs one of her hands. He rips off her top and her bra with his other. She doesn’t stop him. She had been compelled not to. He turns her around and rips off her skirt, then her panties. He puts one hand on her back and bends her down. He pulls down his pants and enters her, moving back and forth aggressively, venting his frustration with every blow until he cums.

“ What the hell are you doing? Who the hell are you?! Said an annoyed Ricky with piercing eyes and a face expression ready to kill. “Honey, are you okay?” asked the girl who worried about Ricky and helped Ricky to stand up. Hearing the girl’s call to Ricky makes Alex even angrier. An angry Alex pulled Ricky’s collar and hit Ricky several times. Ricky, who was also emotionally hooked and couldn’t keep quiet, continued to push Alex and then retaliated against Alex. The atmosphere gets heated, and they keep hitting each other, while the girl who’s with Ricky can only watch them fight with a frightened face. People who heard the noise started watching the fight and there were a few others who st

“You may tire of my jealous outbursts though, but then I did enjoy being punished, so maybe that’s not so bad.” “You? Punished by me?” I giggle at the ludicrously of it. “That never happened, I think I had the upper hand for all of ten seconds, Carrero … Your dominant self isn’t one to just let it go and relinquish any sort of control.” I giggle, amazed at this ability to talk about what we did as if it was normal. Maybe it is, maybe couples have angry sex all the time and I am putting too much emphasis on it being related to my past.

I shout, shoving at his chest, and crouching to help Brandon. He doesn’t budge. His hand wraps around my wrist firmly as he yanks me up with a force that steals my breath. “Let me go! You brute!” I yell, but his smirk is soft, broken. His fingers graze my cheek, trembling with barely contained fury. “You want to have sex, Angel?” His voice is low and rough, and his breath is harsh. “What if I do?” I throw back at him with defiance, meeting his gaze. “Guess what, I’m horny as well! And I’m done watching!”

he rasped and without warning, flipped us over with his boy toy intact inside me and his gorgeous, Greek body placed behind me so that we were lying on our sides. Oh fuck ! I didn’t know his giant c*ck could sink any further than it already was inside but it fucking did. He grabbed my upper leg and forced it up, before he hit the deep, erogenous spots with a passion that only came when you were highly riled up. “I wouldn’t let you c*m, babe if - you - don’t - bite - me - now,” he grunted. And the brat inside me answered- “FUCK YOU !!” And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x.

I looked back to see the storm at great speed approaching towards my direction. " Fu*k! Fu*k! Fu*k! Fu*king start!" To Be Continued… SEX WITH THE DEVIL.