Hatefuck in a new city. [MF]

I had just moved to a new country and a new city. So, I went to one of three Anglophone-owned bars.

I’m 6’6, 205lbs, and a former collegiate rower. At the risk of sounding cocky, my “look” does well in Asia. I reveled in being the center of attention in a place full of horny expats and horny locals who wanted to get free English lessons and see if the big-dick rumours are true.

I spend the night chatting with a few different girls. Most of them are either wannabe-travel-insta-girls or locals. I’m not interested, so I just walk around buying beers for my co-workers and burning time.

Until she walked in: 5’9. Red hair. Harem pants that showed off her wide hips and snatched waist. Her smile was beautiful and devious I could not. stop. staring.

I sat next to her and her friend at the bar.

“So, YOU’RE the new boy?” “That’s me.” “I’m Lindsey, and I’m taking you home tonight” she grinned “If you play your cards right”

We had a few drinks. I find out that she’s 31. I’m 22. She is a little insecure about it, so she starts trying to cut me down. Calling me “boy,” playing up that she is smarter than I am, makes more money, etc. She fucking pisses me off. But, I want to make this happen, so I’m making jokes about “being her cub” and how “i’ve never been with an older lady before.” As we played beer pong, I started putting my hands on her. I put my hand on her lower back, growl at her “not to fuck it up.” She gyrates her big ass to distract the other team, and men all over the bar are staring at her. I was going absolutely wild because I want my hands grabbing onto those child-bearing hips, and I want every dude in the bar to know that only I did. She lands a nice shot and, as a reward, I grab a handful of her ass and whisper “Good game.” She moans, and for a half second I turn into an animal ready to tear her pants off and fuck her over the table right there.

The game was lingering too long. “Let’s get out of here.” I whispered “WE FORFEIT” she shouts to our opposing team I grabbed her hand and started dragging her out. “WAIT” she said. “What?” “My co-workers. I don’t want to be too public. Meet me around the corner?” “Wha? Okay?”

She walks out. I make the rounds to say goodbye. I walk around the corner. She’s facing away from me and her silhouette makes me ravenous. I grab her by the hair and lean in close. But, I don’t let her kiss me, yet. I bite her lip and hold on. I run my tongue just around her mouth. She opens it like all she wants is a piece of me inside of her. I put my tongue in her mouth and she whimpers “fuck meeee” We hail a cab. In the backseat, I reach over and start gently running my fingers along the inside of her thigh. She is squirming and I can feel her wet heat. She looks up at me, wide eyed and desperate, I hold a finger over my mouth to tell her to *shushh*.

She moans. I make eye contact with the cab driver in the rearview mirror, raise my eyebrows, and shrug. I put my hand on her waist and drag her to my side of the cab. I reach over her shoulder, down her low cut black top, and make gentle circles around her nipples. I lick her earlobes. I rest my hand on her pussy. She looks at me like I own her. I pinch her nipple. Hard. She closes her eyes, bites her lip, the cab driver makes eye contact with me and laughs.

We get into her apartment and, for some reason, she starts getting petty again. She makes another comment about my age, my entry level job, etc. My balls are fucking aching, but I’m also fucking pissed at at how cocky and demeaning she is. I’m not sure if I’m horny or enraged. Maybe both.

I have her shirt off in the stairwell. Her bra off in the doorway. She’s fumbling with the buttons on my shirt. She bends down on her knees, unbuckles my belt, and takes my pants off. My hard cock pops out of my boxers. “That’s cute.” she says, pointing at my cock.

I realize that this is just her last attempt to cut me down and alleviate her own insecurity. But, in that moment, I left civilization behind..

I grab her by the hair and push her face down on the bed. I rip her harem pants. Not off. Just ripped. Her legs are spread, her pink pussy is bared to me, and she’s looking up at me over her thick, tan-lined ass. I hold both hands behind her back and press my cock against her slit.

“Do you want me to fuck you?” I growl.

“I. Need. You to fuck me”

“Say please.”

“Please.”

I slide just the tip in.

“Is that enough for you?”

“No. I want it all.”

“Of course you do, you fucking slut.”

I slowly slide halfway into her, then out. Soooooowly. 10-15 seconds per stroke.

“Please. I want it al-” but before she can finish the sentence, I am fucking her as hard and fast as I can. Letting all of my anger out. I pull her hair. I slap her ass until it’s red. I push her down into the bed, put her in a rear naked choke, and play with her clit until she starts gasping for breath.

“You want to come, don’t you.” I say, slowly grinding the head of my cock along her g-spot.

“Yes, I-” But I ram my full length into her and take long, hard strokes. Her moans get louder and more frequent. I feel her wetness and her smell fills the room and she contracts tightly around me.

“CUM FOR ME” and I fill her up with days worth of cum. MY legs convulse. I slide as far into her as I can and just lay there for minutes, kissing the back of her neck and stroking her hair. I roll her over and gently suck on her nipples, cup my hands on her pussy, and kiss her neck.

“Not bad…for a 22 year old.”

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b6mqso/hatefuck_in_a_new_city_mf