We were very bad at breaking up [FM]

I have written about this dude many times because we had great sex. However, I fucking hate this man. He is the only ex I genuinely dislike.

But yeah, the sex was great.

It took us like 6 months to break up because we kept meeting up and fucking. It got to the point I think we’d intentionally make each other mad just so we could have hate sex.

One day I got a text saying he absolutely had to talk to me. I agreed to meet him in public because I assumed it would stop us from fucking.

We met up and he did not look great. He had dark circles under his eyes and I swear looked strung out.

“You ok, bro?” I asked when I sat down.

Essentially he had been seeing someone she had broken up with him after two dates, claiming he was a pompous ass.

*He was.*

“I haven’t been able to sleep. I’m afraid I might just be an asshole.”

*He was.*

“Ok, well first step I think is sleeping so you can think about this rationally.”

“I just have something to say.”

*Is this dude about to apologize? He never apologized.*

“Ok…”

“I think we brought out the worst in each other and I’m afraid I’ll always be an asshole after dating you.”

*Oh good lord.*

“You did not call me here to tell me I’m the reason you fucked things up with your new girlfriend. Tell me that’s not what’s happening.”

“I just thought maybe we could talk about it.”

“I have no desire to do that and I am 100% confident we’ll just yell at each other. Or, you know…”

“I know what?”

“Or we’ll end up fucking.”

He reached beneath the table and put a hand on my leg. I pushed it away but then after a few seconds I gave in. We look at each other for a few seconds and then start making out. There were hands in the hair and tongues deep in each others’ throats. He puts his hand back on my leg and starts inching up my skirt. I arch my back to be closer to him and tug at his hair.

“Come back to my house,” he said as he tore his lips away.

“Fuck you.”

“Then let’s go to yours.”

“Dude, it’s not going to happen.”

He slid his hand back between my legs and moved it up my dress. I shuddered when he reached the outside of my underwear and started playing with the band. “I want to fuck you so hard.”

“Fine,” I groaned. “Let’s go to the bathroom.”

“Seriously?”

“I’m not going back to your house. You want to fuck or not?”

We weren’t very subtle about it. We left our coffee on the table as he pulled me towards the bathroom door. The moment it slammed behind us he locked the door and turned me around and slammed me down so that I had to hug the sink. He put his mouth to my ear and smarted nibbling. “You want it, don’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Then get on your knees and undress me.”

“We’re in a damn bathroom.”

“I don’t fucking care.”

I got on my knees and started undoing his belt.

“With your teeth.”

*Oh fuck. I genuinely hated him but this was hot.*

I undid his belt and pulled down his pants with my hands behind my back. I gently dragged his boxers down with my teeth.

“Pull your shirt down.” He said. I did and he stroked himself as he stared at me. “Play with your nipples until they’re hard.”

I did.

“Pinch them until it hurts.”

I did.

“Harder.”

I did again And winced at the pain.

“You’re sick,” I said.

“You’re the one doing it.”

“Let me suck you off.”

“Nope. I want to fuck you and watch your face in the mirror as you’re getting railed. Get up and bend over.”

*Ok, I like this plan too.*

I stood up and put my hands on either side of the sink. He pulled my skirt up and pulled my underwear down.

“I’m going to spank you and watch your face as you scream.”

“Fuck YOU!” The blow came before I was ready and I flew forward so that my head almost hit the mirror. He kept going like that until I was crying and then finally slammed into me.

“I don’t fucking care if you enjoy it. Do you understand that?”

“I’m going to come anyway, asshole,” I groaned as he pushed himself in and out. I tried to put my head down but he grabbed my hair and pulled me back.

“I want to watch you.”

Holy fuck. My ass was so sore and he was ramming into me over and over. It was bringing tears to my eyes he was fucking me so hard.

“Fuck,” I cried as I started building. “I’m going to come.”

“I do not fucking care, Viola.”

Neither did I. I exploded around him and he made sure to spank me a few more times when I was at my peak. I looked back and watched him smiling as he watched my face.

He kept fucking me like that for a while and then I said something snarky like, “How long are you going to take?”

He glared at me, pushed my head down, and fucked me so hard I whimpered.

*Man… I really hope no one was outside that bathroom.*

He called me a whore as he came inside me and then we just stayed like that for a while and took a few deep breaths. He pulled out abruptly and rolled his eyes as I started pulling my clothes back into place.

“Maybe find another person to call when you get dumped,” I complained.

“God you’re the worst.”

This relationship really is proof sex is not enough.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/svs2xt/we_were_very_bad_at_breaking_up_fm

5 comments

  1. What the hell is wrong with me? Why do I find your hate sex stories the hottest? 😂😂

  2. Considering you’re a screamer I’m surprised no one came to check on you two in the bathroom!

  3. With the most upright respect, I wonder if upvoting makes me complicit in your spankiest stories?

    I ridiculously love your stories — but that can’t be good for either of us?

  4. > “I’ll always be an asshole after dating you”

    I hate this man. Does he also still blame his mom for his problems?

    Hot story though. You’re the only woman to ever get me wet ;-)

  5. You should’ve followed the rules:

    >One day I got a text saying he absolutely had to talk to me.

    “Don’t pick up the phone, you know he’s only calling cause he’s drunk and alone”

    >He reached beneath the table and put a hand on my leg. I pushed it away but then after a few seconds I gave in.

    “Don’t let him *in* you have to kick him out again”

    >“Fine,” I groaned. “Let’s go to the bathroom.”

    “Don’t be his friend, you know you’re gonna wake up in his bed in the morning”

    >He glared at me, pushed my head down, and fucked me so hard I whimpered.

    “And if you’re under him, you ain’t getting over him”

    *Bonus*

    >“God you’re the worst.”

    “Boy IDGAF”

    >Man… I really hope no one was outside that bathroom.

    Now either no one actually caught you two or to the people there it was just another Tuesday lmao

    But at least you got some good sex from it! Just focus on that lol

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