[MF] Fuck me like you hate me (ex girlfriend reunit

Disclaimer: this is fictional story with some real life elements. All characters are conseting adults (18+) and you need to be an adult to read it. If you feel offended by any part of the story, please stop reading.

In addition, this is my first longer erotica and would really like feedback. Help me improve. Lastly, english is not my first language, but I gave my best to make it warm and readable. Get comfortable and enjoy!

Reading time: 15minutes

It has been a long year since I saw her before our final goodbye, a woman I used to trully love with whole heart and with whom I spent some of the most kinky moments in my life. Breakup was trully emotionally hard, and quitting up all the contact from her was quite the only good option, as she still tryed to reach out very often.

I trully felt like she used to be really commited to our relationship, so it was huge shock when I realised that she started dating only two weeks later. Even worse, she dated one of my ex good friends. At first that fact was heart-breaking, but as I started to emotionally heal, my sexual fantasies about her started to appear.

I remembered all the good times we had. I remembered how we would get so horny when out, that I would start fingering her while waiting the green light in traffic as she could not wait. I remembered the first time she agreed to sit on my face and how hard she came in less than a minute, leaving my face wet and messy. I remembered the time I fucked her in our small rented apartment so hard, that one of her friends who lived near told her that she heard us that night.

Other than good memories, I started to fantasie about all the kinky things she is doing now, with her current boyfriend. Knowing how high sexual drive she has, I wondered if she humps him every 2 or 3 hours and cums more than 5 times a day, just as she used to with me? Does she send him hot videos everytime she is home alone? Is he fucking her as hard as I did, or maybe even harder?

With time my curiosity started to grow.

But I did not want to reach out, why would I? I am stronger than this.

The fact that we are going at the same college and see each other daily, makes things even more intense.

Damn. Her cleavage seems even bigger than it used to, her hair is now blonde and longer, she seems to have lost some weight aswell. And she used to be fit, even when we dated.

Sad fact for them (or at least for him) was that he lives in other city, and comes to visit her every once in a while.

One day she reached out, after our final exams.

“When will you stop ignoring me?” It was the first time I hear that well-known voice. She was as hot as ever. I looked deep into her blue eyes and responded: “I am not ignoring you, I just did not want to bother.”

And we had some small talk there. Nothing too serious.

When it was time for each of us to go our way, she gave me hug and told me that she was hoping to hear from me soon.

Maybe I should have, but I did not get emotionally attached again. But I did get sexually. The pressure of her round D cups on the goodbye hug made me so horny, and I spent the rest of a day thinking about her and scrolling down her Instagram pics.

Well, she hoped to hear from me soon, so I reached out the other morning, via messages.

Although very friendly at first, she started flirting soon enough. I did reciprocite, but still remained cold, as I believed that she did not deserve my attention. I liked to feel in charge and in control of the situation.

Any doubts if she was into me disappeared once I got her snap.

You do not send your friends pictures in lacy red lingerie, especially not to your ex. Soon enough, after I reminded her that she was dating, the explanation followed: “Oops so sorry. It was not meant to you.”

Of course it was and I knew it.

“Maybe it was not, but if I tell you that you look perfect here, I guess you will not get mad.” I started opening up, and waited for her next move.

Conversation got more intimate. Bit by bit. She complained about her boyfriend and how often does he not understand her needs. She complimented my look in a shirt I wore yesterday, and asked if I started lifting, which I did. I remained light-hearted, but gave her space to talk freely.

Once it was late enough, she started talking about my cock. “Now that I date again, I finally realised how extremely thick you are.”, “I guess somebody got really happy with that thing”, “If you fuck someone tonight, I will be happy for you, but also a bit jealous”. Those were some of her words.

I remained calm with my messages, but really horny in real life. I wanted her now and there. I wanted to show her how much I missed her and how frustrated I got from the way she broke up with me. I wanted her to cum many times, keep fucking her and cum deep inside.

But I changed the topic, asked her if her boyfriend is there and if he knows that she talks to me like that.

“Nope, he would be too jealous and would not agree me to even reach out to you. And nope he is not here, he is coming tomorrow but will stay shortly and go back the same day. If you wish to talk in person, you can come over here tomorrow after 8PM.” And she gave me an adress.

I told her just: “Will think about it.” And nothing more.

But I knew I would come.

I had a dinner, took a shower, shaved, and went to the sleep. But I could not fall asleep and stayed up late, as I was too excited about the next day.

— THE NEXT DAY —

I woke up really late. Looked at the clock. It was 4PM. One new message: “You have not confirmed your arrival, but I expect you tonight!”

Confusion in my head. What should I wear? Should I bring a gift to her? No, no gifts, she did not deserve it after everyrhing. Should I confirm arrival? Nope, let her wonder. Even better, lets be few minutes late.

Time passed quickly. I put on the suit she once told me to be hot, put on perfume to remind her of my smell as soon as I enter the room and leaved the house.

On my way there I got really nervous. Does she really want to just talk? Does she want sex? But she is not single. Maybe it is not that. But why did she say all those things if so? What should I say when I see her? My heart started beating really hard, my hands almost shaked, and my mind was foggy.

And finally I arrived to her adress.

No cars. Good, her man had left already. Fifth floor. Wow, nice house. And I am there. In front of the door. Should I knock or ring? I corrected my belt and knocked.

Silence.

Did she really invite me and left the empty house? What an idiot I am!

And than her tiny sexy voice: “Get in! It is unlocked!”

Creaky door sound broke the silent. Entry hall. And three doors. I stopped for a moment.

“I am here..” she shouted. It was from the right doors. Her breath was deep and I could already hear it, although the doors were still closed.

Maybe I should have knocked again, but I did not. I was too excited to act and think rationally. I slowly started entering the room.

“Get in! Feel comfortable.” I looked in her direction.

She was on a double queen sized bed wearing… almost nothing!

Having her beautiful young body covered with only white light blanket she looked like a true Godness. Her hair was long and untied, her face looked fresh, her smile wide, neck long, shoulders elegant…

Although she was covered from that point down, her siluete revealed busty round boobs, thin waist and long legs.

My imagination went wild. Is she wearing anything under?

I stared closely and realised I could see her hard nipples and the upper part of her cammel toe, so I had an answer.

Shock.

Heart beating. Deep breaths. Sweat. Darkness in my head. Time stopped. We were in slow motion.

And than she removed the blanked, and stayed there like served dinner for me, opened her mouth again and asked rethorically: “Will you just look at me motionlessly?”

My cock got instantly rock hard. I felt my bulge pressing on my jeans.

“But Sophia, this is so wrong, and you know it…” I tryed to concentrate.

“Why do you hate me so much?” She kept playing with her words.

“I do not hate you, I hate what you did to me.” I was being honest.

“Well, here I am… show me… show how angry and frustrated you are.. show me all the hate I deserved… I am here and ready to be your slut tonight!” She was so confident.

“But Sophia, your boyfriend has just left… how can you let me fuck just minutes later?” I still did not give in.

“He did, but I have not cum. Just like every other day with him. I do not remember my last orgasm, and I desperately need it…” Her hands played with those meety boobs as she told that.

“And did he?” I was curious.

She said nothing. Just opened her legs widely and spread her lips with her right hand. Thick white cum started leaking out.

At that moment, something animalistic woke up inside me. I did not care abour anything anymore. My brain was off. I needed to fuck her. I hated her. And I loved her at the same time.

“Come here! Quick!” I ordered and she stood up. Cum started dripping on the floor.

I grabbed her neck, pushed her against the wall and started kissing her passionately. My hands grabbed her boobs and started going lower, ending up spreading her ass cheeks. My mouth got down to her neck and I mixed kisses and bites, pleasure and pain, and my hard cock started pressing her needy clit.

She was breathing heavily, her heart rate was super high, and she started moaning. It was obious that she was super horny.

“Get down on your knees!” I pushed her lower, and by the time she got there my pants were off. Her head, my thick white cock, and a wall.

I did not have to say anything, she opened her mouth and put my hands on her head, making it clear that facefuck is what she wanted.

I fucked her mouth against the wall like it was a fleshlight. And she did not complain. Seems like she got a lot of experience since we had our last sex.

I took my cock out and told her to stand up. As she did, she just said: “I forgot how big it is and I missed it. I missed to be fucked by a real man!”

I turned her around so now her hot boobs faced cold wall. But she did not mind.

“Whom do you belong to?” I liked being dominant.

“Well… I do not know…” she played her game perfectly.

Hard spank on her ass.

“Ahhh fuckkkk…” she screamed.

“Whom? I did nor hear you?” I enjoyed it so much.

“I am all yours..” she whispered.

Another spank, this one left red hand mark on her round ass.

“Whom? I did not hear you?” I kept going.

“Only to you. You can have me whenever you want and however you want.” She was so kinky.

I picked her up and holded her back to the bed, positioned her in a doggystyle and started the penetration.

“Umm… uhmm..” she moaned loudly.

“You wanted to get fucked rough, didn’t you?” I asked.

“I did. Yes fuck, yes I did. But I forgot the feeling of huge cock inside” she was super wet.

Once I got in, I was unable to stop. Even to catch the breath. Even to change the position. It felt too good. So tight and wet, like she never had sex after me. I was too horny to stop, and I needed to cum. Badly.

She was total mess. Screaming, moaning my name, begging for more, pinching her nipples, trying to look right at the mirror so she could see herself being punded…

I pulled her hair and spanked her ass as I was getting really close. But fuck. Where to cum? I forgot the condom. Idiot. And I want to plant my seeds deep inside, I never did that, even when we dated.

“Sophie, I am gonna cum… soon..” I grunted.

“Yess, yes fuck… cum…” she moaned.

“But where?” I was running out of time.

“Wherever you want love” she catched the breath.

“I want in, but I do not have the condom?” I panicked, but still could not stop.

“Cum inside…then.. and I will…and…. fuuck…” she could not complete the sentence. “And if I get… pregnant… will tell it is his… he came before you, did you… forget that?”

I was done. I remembered all that wetness was not just her juice, but also the cum of her man I used as a lube the whole time.

My orgasm came so suddenly, and it spread thru my whole body. I felt it in my brain, in my legs, in my torso. And of course, in my cock, that started pulsating and emptying my full balls deep inside her fertile cunt. I grunted like an animal.

Seems like this turned her on and she started cumming aswell. Her legs started shaking, her breath got even deeper, and her pussy started gripping and contracting hard all over my cock.

And it lasted. For a good minute or two.

Once she was done, she fell from all four down to the bed, and my cock was out. Huge amount of cum started leaking, but she used her finger to put it back in.

I did not say a word. Just put on my pants and shirt, and left the house.

And never talked to her again.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ow3o9c/mf_fuck_me_like_you_hate_me_ex_girlfriend_reunit