Hate Sex Novels & Stories

Lila complained. The headphone lady turned back to her computer for a moment, before calling out,” Sex repulsed asexuality.” “For once, it’s not because of that. It’s like… walking in on your parents alright. Like, they act old enough to be my parent’s age… IF I HAD PARENTS! Like, it’s fine if they want to have sex. I’d buy them a mattress and their own sets of sheets and towels to wash separately, but like… THE PARENT’S THING!” Lila ranted, gesticulating wildly with arms and looking up at the ceiling.

“Yes! I knew it! With that whole dangerous, moody, might kill you for looking at him sideways vibe he has going on, I knew he had to be good in bed.” I laugh and say, “What does that have anything to do with sex?” “Trust me, the level-headed mentally stable guys are always boring in bed. It’s just a fact of life. Guys who are hot, mentally stable, and awesome in bed do not exist. You can only have two out of the three.” I think about this and realize that so far her theory checks out. Jace is hot and mentally stable but definitely not good in bed, as I’ve recently discovered and Kane is hot and good in bed but definitely has issues that I know I haven’t even begun to scratch the surface of.

So when Zachary starts to feel it, he looks so irritated that I heard my heart breaking. I didn't say anything. We locked eyes with each other and I tried to look away. "Focus on me Hannah, don't you dare look at anything else but me." I was wrong about irritated, Zachary looked mad but not at me. The person who did this to me is dead anyways. Zachary proceeds to press his lips against my thigh and planting butterfly kisses all over the scar while looking me in the eye. "Good girl." Zachary mutters. He reclines back a bit and hovers over me, a smile spread across my lips. I and Zachary had sex that morning and spent two more days abroad before returning home.

"I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!" Just like that, his lips crashed on mine and I tried my hands in defence to push him away. And he got more and more enraged. And pinned my arms above my head and kissed with more force. There was no love or passion… I felt only revenge. And through the kiss, he showed me how painful it would get until I tasted the blood. Just like that first kiss was stolen away by him…!

“Give me a break, Robyn. Your coochie needs some. You’re starving it.” “Oh, I fucking hate you,” I mutter, still avoiding her gaze. Monique chuckles. “You’re gonna have sex with Dominique sooner or later. Why not soon?” “Okay. I’m gonna admit it for the first time and I hate that I’m about to say this. He’s attractive, fuck it, and he knows it, and he knows that I know it. And maybe I’m sexually attracted to him, a little–“ Monique gives me a look and I roll my eyes. “Okay, maybe more than a little, and trust me, I hate myself for it. And I actually hate this guy, not because he did something to me, but because he’s everything ranging from bad to wrong. He’s the type of guy I would never dat

Quinn winks and the girls laugh. I roll my eyes, "I don't know what obsession you guys have with me and him, sure he's hot but he's such a piece of shit I would rather die" "Babe, hate sex is the best type of sex. What do you have to lose? You guys already can't stand each other so I doubt things could get even worse or awkward. Get all that hatred for each other out once and for all and just have fun" Caro sips on her wine.

“And I'm not laughing. You just told me two handsome, devil-like men were interested and wanted to put a child in you. You just told me that these two men sounded confident that they were going to get you pregnant. So I don't quite see the problem there.” “Didn’t you hear the other parts?” I asked, already annoyed. “The part where I said one of them hates me and that the other might not be who he seems to be?” “And again, sweet Isabella, I still don’t see the problem. People have hate sex all the time. And people hide their true selves. It’s normal.” I sighed as I fell back on my bed and stared up at the ceiling, putting the phone on speaker. I whispered, “I’m

“I’m fine. I want to prove this sex thing doesn’t mean anything. It’s over hyped, i might hate it... and then you can quit it with the stares you send my way.” I rolled my eyes at him, trying to ignore how fast my pulse got. It’s just percy. He does not have anything i haven’t seen. I’ve fucked the hottest guys, and girls. Some hotter than... unfortunately, none were hotter than percy and that’s only because the hate is making me blind. I almost feel like we’re not the right kind of enemies. These lustful feelings seem like they aren’t new. More like they’ve been laying dormant for years. But hate is all I’m willing to accept.

“First of all, you make it sound fucking gross. It’s making love, Suzie… I know you and Stephen don’t have such a vibrant sex life, but when two or three people love each other very much, they like to fuck. A lot.” “Fuck you.” Suzie growled. “Just because I don’t go around screwing my mate in every room doesn’t mean we don’t have a great sex life. We just like to keep things private.’ I snickered, “private, huh?” They weren’t that private… We all knew about their "hate sex" when they weren't a couple yet. Stephen looked at me and rolled his eyes, ‘just let them do their thing.’ ‘You mean argue like a married couple until Suzie storms out?’

, he said, his tone sounding final. “ No, I'm not”, I retorted, refusing to acknowledge that fact. “ Yes you are, of course you are. You can never have sex with someone you genuinely hate, never. Look, I had a stepfather who was so brutal to me and my siblings while we were growing up. Trust me, this dude was drop dead handsome, clean cut and clean shaven, but never will I ever, not even when I'm high, will I hug him, let alone have sex with him. you're just denying yourself of that pleasure to express your love for him”.