Angry Sex Stories Novels & Stories

Merciless. Each thrust slammed me forward into the counter. My hips bruised against the edge. My tits bounced painfully inside my bra. The wet slap of skin on skin echoed loudly. His heavy balls smacked my clit with every violent stroke. He fucked me like I was nothing but a hole for his anger — deep, punishing strokes that made my eyes roll back. I hated him. I hated how good it felt. My pussy clenched around his cock, dripping down his shaft, making everything even wetter and nastier.

I swallowed every drop, milking him until he shuddered and pulled out. He thrust 3 of his fingers in me hard, filling me completely, and I cried out, nails digging into his shoulders. "You're so tight, fuck," he groaned, hand on my tit, pinching my nipple through the dress. "Harder," I begged, the anger turning to pure need, my orgasm building fast. We stumbled out of the club and straight into the back seat of Xavier's car. The door slammed hard behind us and the driver pulled away without a word.

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.

“Fill Mommy’s slut hole… breed me, Daddy… pump your hot seed into my fertile womb!” “Tony… don’t you dare stop… wreck my tight pussy… I need your thick load so bad… use me like the whore I am for you!” He flipped them into new positions relentlessly…making them ride him one after the other, their soaked breasts bouncing wildly as they went up and down onto his cock, grinding their clits against his base. Then he arranged them in a heated sixty-nine, where their tongues frantically lapped at each other’s swollen clits and the glistening length of his cock as he took turns fucking each from behind. The air grew thick with the musky scent of sex, sweat, and feminine arousal. The bedframe creake

The combination of having incestuous sex in front of strangers while enduring sexual insults combined with the friction in her pussy was too much for her to take and her body and soul exploded. The wails from her mouth were so loud it brought others into the room to see. And for the first time she squirted all over. I kept ramming my meat into her intensely spasming vagina to prolong her orgasm. Then I gave in and shot my hot cream up into her womb. My hips bucked up against hers and we grinded them roughly together. We kept grinding and grinding in an effort to extract every drop of cum we had in our bodies. Then we collapsed in a heap with Grandma's sweaty body on top of mine. We are now i

"Harder... yes, just like that... fuck..." Julian’s eyes darkened, a predatory smile spreading across his face. He grabbed Leo's hips, his fingers digging in, leaving bruises that would serve as a reminder. He thrust harder, faster, his movements becoming more aggressive, more desperate. "Tell me you want it," Julian commanded, his voice rough. "Tell me you want me to fuck you." "I want you," Leo screamed, his voice raw. "I want you to fuck me, Julian! Fuck me hard!" Julian roared, his hips snapping forward with renewed force. The friction was intense, the sensation overwhelming. Leo felt like he was being torn apart, but in the best way possible. He felt like he was floating, his mind shatt

As you embark on this journey of passion and desire, I wanted to share a personal note with you. Each chapter in this spicy collection is a piece of love, crafted to ignite your imagination and awaken your senses. From steamy encounters to forbidden romances, I've poured my heart into creating worlds where inhibitions melt away and pleasure knows no bounds. But beyond the heat and sensuality, these stories are about more than just physical desire. They're about exploring the depths of emotion, the complexities of desires, and the power of attraction.

"Please fuck me." He slammed into her. The force of it pushed her forward. His cock was huge, stretching her, filling her completely. He didn't start slow. He set a hard, fast rhythm, his hips slapping against her ass with every thrust. The room was filled with the wet, filthy sounds of sex. "Look at your husband," Leo grunted, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her head up. Anna looked. Mark was right beside the bed now, his cock still in his hand. He was so close she could see the pre-come leaking from the tip.

I let out a cry still moving inside him, anger and frustration driving me harder inside as he shivered from over stimulation. “Fucking hell” I shouted, my body getting limp as my cock burst a load inside him. I slumped on him as we both fell forward, my cock still buried inside him.

When she arrived at the office, the main office receptionist pointed Juliette towards Louis’ closed door. On the other side was a loud, angry man. Juliette knew this voice. Something had gone wrong this morning and now he was burning off the rage across the day. Everyone around the office scurried about with their head down. Louis in a bad mood had a reputation for being unpredictably demanding. A contract that needed to be ready next week could suddenly become necessary right now. A client proposal that was in progress could be ripped to shreds, as he demanded an entirely new platform concept. Juliette had heard these horror stories from the previous receptionist.