Arguing, all day. Ever since we woke up it’s been nothing but long silences dotted with sarcastic remarks. Quarantine hasn’t been kind to us. As I sat on the opposite end of the couch your eyes glare me for a second before you close your book and get up.
“I’m going to take a nap.” You firmly say. Even if I’m not happy with you, I can’t miss a chance to watch your ass cheeks peeking out from under your workout shorts as you walk away. Against my own better judgement I get up and follow you after waiting a few seconds.
Entering the bedroom i can see that you’ve already taken your shorts and shirt off to get in bed. Walking up behind you, I grab your waist and let you feel the bulge in my pants as I get hard against your ass.
“What do you think you’re doing?” You ask in a tone of surprise.
“Whatever the fuck I want,” I say in a low voice. You scoff but lean forward over the bed, pushing back against me in a non vocal approval. I pull my pants down and let my hard cock slap against your rear. I pull the drawstring out of my pants and grab your hands, pulling them behind your back and tying them together there. Your chest is on the bed but your feet are still planted on the ground, arching your back. I can see the shape of your puffy lips through the pink cotton of your panties.
My fingers slide under the edge of the fabric, pulling them to the side and exposing your perfect pussy. Your rosy pink inner lips protrude from between your puffy outers and tempt me, begging me to spread them and stuff you, fuck you raw and dirty. I grab my dick and put the tip inside of you, feeling your heat. I give short, sharp jabs into you, inching my way further into you.
“You’re wet as fuck,” I notice as your juices run down me. “Is this all it took to get you to stop being such a bitch?” I half joke as I pick up the pace and start to really pound you.
“Just shut the fuck up and keep going,” you coldly say, but your smile betrays how you really feel. A smile that widens when I grab a fistful of your dark hair and pull. You moan as you feel the friction of my cock against your tight vag. I can feel your legs wobble as your toes curl into the carpet. “We gotta do something else.” You gasp, barely able to keep from collapsing. I pull out of you, grabbing your elbow to help you stand before pushing you onto the bed.
“Lay on your side.” I demand. You crawl towards the middle of the bed, still bound, and lay on your right side. The comforter has a mark from your wet in it where you just sat. You’re still craving to feel me inside of you. I push your left leg towards your stomach and straddle your right. I push my cock into you, taking your left leg under my arm for leverage to fuck you deeper. You moan loudly as I bottom you out, scratching that itch of desire to feel yourself be stuffed. My hand slides down and I start to use my thumb to rub your clit, making you shake and whimper.
“Push it in and hold it,” you tell me with a ragged whisper. I do as you ask and hold myself against you as hard as I can. You grunt loudly as I feel your pussy contract and release with the waves of orgasm. I hold firmly until your body relaxes and you gasp for air. “Why didn’t you cum with me?” You ask.
“I just wasn’t ready to be done yet,” I admit with a chuckle as I pull my grool covered dick from your gaped hole.
“Well then what the fuck do you want?” You mock me for my earlier statement. I lay on my back and think of how I want you next when you roll yourself onto your knees and maneuver over me, facing away. I hold my cock upright and let you sit on it. “Fuck,” you whisper with a smile. “I can feel your dick throbbing inside of my pussy. It’s still sensitive.” You chuckle as you start to gyrate your hips.
“You’re tight as fuck, tighter than before.” I compliment. I moan deeply as you start to work up and down my shaft. I look down to watch your lips gripping me as your body squeezes my cock.
“Not too bad for a thirty year old whore then?” You ask sarcastically. I lift my hips into you as you dip, making you moan.
“Is that what you think of yourself as?” I ask as an actual question. You nod and smile with your eyes closed, enjoying ridding on top of me. I grab your ass cheeks and squeeze them, feeling their perfection in my palms. My thumb slides between your cheeks and finds your rear. I play with it as you giggle, not wanting to admit how much you actually like it. Usually you’d protest but today you let me. I keep playing with your ass until I slip my thumb inside of it, still palming your ass cheek. You moan sharply, not expecting the penetration.
“I want you to cum in my ass.” You moan out. A tall order considering you’d never let me near your ass before. I ask if you’re sure before untying you and laying you on your back. “Just please be gentle,” you ask as doubt starts to creep onto your face. I reassure you and get the lube I use to jerk off with and coat my cock before rubbing it between your cheeks as well.
“Just relax,” I encourage as I lift your legs onto my shoulders. “I’ll be gentle.” I press the tip of my dick against you asshole and start to put pressure little by little on it, reassuring you the whole time until you relax enough for my tip to enter you. You moan a swear as you experience an all new sensation. I add more lube and keep slowly easing myself deeper into you. Your hand reaches between your legs and you start to touch yourself, relaxing and letting me in fully.
“I’ve touched myself thinking about this,” you admit. “It’s better than I imagined.” I watch as your fingers dance over your snatch, playing with your lips and the grool covering them before going back to rubbing your clit. Your other hand joins in and you finger yourself at the same pace as my thrusts into your tight little ass.
I speed up some, and steadily fuck harder and harder into you until you’re on the verge of climax again. This time I’m ready. As soon as you let out a cry and feel the orgasm ripping through you I unload into you, cumming inside of your ass as you moan at the feeling of my jizz pumping hot and thick into you. I pull myself from your sore hole and see the white cum dribble out of your first anal fucking.
“Well,” you say between gasping breathes. “That was amazing.” I laugh and agree, looking at the mess of cum and wet we’d made of the sheets. “All it took was a good hate fuck for us to be good again I guess.” You joke, hitting me with a pillow. I laugh again and lay with you, holding you to me and coming down from the high we were on. I need to piss you off more.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/glqt2s/a_little_quarantine_hate_fucking