[FM] The rivalry hate fuck

Since I’m a girl on the internet, I get random PM’s and chat requests. I usually don’t reply unless they’re particularly interesting or intriguing. I got a vague message, checked out his profile, and it was empty except for the University of Michigan sub. Well, this might get interesting…

I replied:

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**Sometimes-I-Write:** Looks like we have a conflict of interest… I’m a buckeye.

**Michigan:** That’s tough but I’ve always wanted to hate fuck a buckeye.

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Strong first move! Now I was definitely intrigued.

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**Sometimes-I-Write:** Mmmm I do like it rough.

But I don’t know. The only other Michigan guy I’ve been with was terrible. And he had the smallest dick I’ve ever seen in real life. But he strutted around like it was huge. I’m not even making this up. (I wish I was).

So there might be more hate on my side than yours. And you might have some making up to do for the men of Michigan. Think you’d be up for it?

**Michigan:** It’s a lot of responsibility but I think I can try and make up for it.

**SIW:** Definitely need photographic evidence. Maybe all Michiganders have tiny cocks?

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With that we switched to Kik. After some getting-to-know-you chit chat we exchanged pics, and I’m happy to report that not all Michiganders have tiny cocks! At least one of them is quite lovely. (Please don’t send me more pics of Michigan cocks unless I ask for them. I know what you were thinking you dirty pervs).

At one point I mentioned I was going out to ride my horse. I returned to this message:

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**Michigan:** Definitely wouldn’t mind if you were riding me like a cowgirl

**SIW:** Mmmm. I can picture it now … I’m on top, straddling you, looking down at you, going slow … until I can’t take that any longer. Then I’ll just have to throw my head back and go crazy.

**Michigan:** Damn that sounds so amazing

**SIW:** Of course, with reverse cowgirl, you can see my ass. And it’s easier to smack it. You should definitely smack it. And you can grab my hips and make me go at the pace you want. And you can pump into me hard while I push back to go deep…

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I thought it would be fun to write up that hate fuck of ours and send it to Michigan message by message (or two). I started writing them in Notes on my phone, whenever I had a minute.

But I haven’t heard from him since that reverse cowgirl message. These hate fuck messages shouldn’t go to waste, right? So here we are. The numbers correspond to how I was going to send the messages to him.

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1a. So I’ve been thinking about our hate fuck…

1b. Assume we’re already naked in this scenario…

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2a. You throw me down and start kissing me aggressively. That’s enough to get me wet, so you go ahead and shove some fingers in me. I writhe around on them as we keep kissing hard.

2b. After a while, I throw you over and pin you down. As I’ve got you pinned there, I look you over with an evil look as I decide what I’m going to do to you… What evil things should I do to this Michigan boy…?

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3a. I start by biting your shoulder, making my way down, biting your chest and stomach. When I get to your cock, I take it in my hand and give it a nice long lick. Then I give you a look. What should I do now? I could nibble on it a bit and then take it into my mouth…

3b. Nah. My turn first. I come back up towards your face. Straddling you, I put my pussy and clit up your mouth. You use your tongue and your fingers and oh god, I get so lost in it I don’t even know what you’re doing… ooohhh…. But since this is a hate fuck, you don’t let me cum. You pull yourself up, and now *you* have the evil grin…

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4. You have me lean back against the headboard, and you kneel in front of me. Ahh, of course, a good ol’ face fuck. I take your cock into my mouth and try to decide how much I want to do here. I could let you do all the work and not use my tongue much, not really suck much, not relax my throat to deep throat. It IS our hate fuck after all.

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5a. But that was some DAMN good oral I just received, so I decide to reciprocate and give it my all. Well, as much as I can in this situation in which I have limited control – I’m not in charge here. You start out slowly but pretty quickly build to a good rhythm. I like looking up at you and seeing how much you’re enjoying this as you’re ramming your cock into my mouth. I want to tell you you can grab my head and get rougher if you want, but, you know, I’m stuck here up against the headboard with your lovely cock in my mouth.

5b. But of course I’m not going to let you cum. Did you want to cum on my face? Nope, not in this hate fuck. Since there’s not a lot I can do in this situation, I might have to get creative to get you to stop. I might need to introduce my teeth a bit or give your balls good hard squeeze. Heh heh. So be careful, pay attention!

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6a. After I get you to stop, I’m ready to climb on top of you, and I try to push you down so I can do so. But you have other ideas. You tell me to get into doggy position. I’m on all fours waiting for you and ohmygod, I can’t wait. You push into me and It Feels So Fucking Good. I could practically cum now.

6b. But I hold off. You get going in a good strong rhythm, and then you smack my ass. Mmm, I love that sting. You smack it again. God, yes. You grab my hair and start pulling it, pulling my head back. Oh yeah. Oh god, I’m definitely getting close. You start pounding into me, and I lose it … oooohhhhhh myyy goddddd …. the waves of an intense orgasm hit me.

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7a. I’ve fallen down on the bed all weak and spent. You smack my ass and tell me to get up. *Now* you want me on top. Are you serious? Can’t you see I’m wiped out? Can’t we pick a position where YOU do all the work? Haha.

7b. Fine. I get up and straddle you. I slowly guide you into me, and wow, that wakes me right back up. As promised in the “cowgirl” message, I start out slowly, looking down at you, wanting you. I run my hands up your chest and bring them down, scratching you. I move my hips around and up and down, finally settling on just up and down. This slow pace gets so intense and I don’t think I can keep it up.

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8a. I try to start moving faster gradually, but my self-control is gone. I’m riding you hard. I lean back with my arms behind me to change the way it feels inside me. Ohhhhhh. Ohhh god. I come back up, moving faster and harder and I’m so lost in it all. Before I even know what’s happening I get hit with a huge shuddering orgasm. I fall on top of you still feeling its aftershocks.

8b. … okay, here I am, coming back to earth. Okay. Wow. So what can we do to get you off? Whatever you want, and you can cum wherever you want to. All my hate is gone, you fucked it out of me. What’ll it be sexy Michigan boy?

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And that’s how I was going to leave it. I was going to write more/differently based on what he said…

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*(P.S. to guys with smaller dicks: I apologize. I said that to Michigan to get a rise out of him and would have taken things in a different direction if he had replied with something like “what if I have a tiny cock,” e.g., “there are plenty of ways to make a girl happy.” That first guy was a delusional ass who had never seemed to learn all of the many ways of making a girl happy in his 30+ years of life. And he wasn’t open to new experiences).*

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cv9j2b/fm_the_rivalry_hate_fuck