[FM] Angry sex with the ex

My ex, Eric, and I loved to tease each other in public when we were dating in college. One night, we were at a club, dancing and having a good time. He challenged me to start flirting and dancing with another guy. He wanted to see how long he could last without taking charge.

I was wearing a slinky black dress that hugged my body tightly, leaving little to the imagination. After a few drinks, I start dancing with this random guy. I grind against him, putting on a show for my boyfriend. I start sashaying my hips against him, feeling his hard cock prodding my ass, not even trying to hide it. I throw my arms above my head, enjoying the music flowing through me as I close my eyes. I pull him closer as he buries his face in my neck, moving with me, his hot breath making me tingle.

I glance at my boyfriend and see him smirking, enjoying the show. Two can play this game, I think to myself as I gyrate my hips sensually. The guy wraps his arms around me, kneading my tits as I throw my head back. I thread my hands through his hair before he starts running his mouth along my neck, kissing me all over. That was it. I could see the anger and jealousy starting to build in my boyfriend’s eyes, his jaw clenching and face glowering.

My boyfriend grabs my upper arm forcefully, dragging me out of the club. Arousal is thumping through my veins, my pussy hot and aching to be fucked hard. He hauls me to a secluded corner next to the club and slams me against the brick wall, the rough texture digging into my bare back.

“You like teasing me” he growls, yanking my arms above my head, holding them in place firmly. One hand restrains my arms while the other tugs my face up, forcing me to look up at him. I can’t think, too turned on to speak, his aggressiveness putting me so close to coming.

He crushes his mouth against mine, pushing his tongue through, taking my mouth like he owned it. I kissed him back furiously, hiking my leg up around his waist as my body slackens. He grabs my leg and presses his hard cock against my pussy, torturing me as I start to rub against him, greedy for more.

“Please” I moan as his mouth becomes more aggressive. God I wanted him to grab my ass and press me closer to him. I just wanted him to fuck me already.

“No, when I want you to beg you’ll know” he snarls, gripping my wrists harder as his mouth assaults my neck, biting and sucking, knowing he’ll leave bruises. He yanks my dress down, exposing my tits and hard nipples as the cold air hits them. He grabs them roughly, watching me darkly as I bite my lip, so aroused I was nearly sobbing.

He turns me around and smashes me face first against the wall, my cheek digging into the brick as I start panting. He jerks my dress up and roughly squeezes my cheeks before trailing a finger down my black lacy thong. He cups me firmly, feeling how hot and soaked my tight pussy is. I can smell my arousal in the air, clouding my mind. He rubs me through the fabric, teasing me for a few seconds before ripping my thong in one fluid jerk.

He pulls my hair hard, yanking my head back before slamming into me, burying himself in one hard thrust. He leverages the hold he has against me and starts pounding me hard, fucking me how he wanted as I scream for more.

“Shut up” he yells before covering my mouth with his palm. He fucks me like I’m a toy, using my pussy so good I’m moaning and biting his palm, begging for more. My knees start to buckle and I lose the grip I have against the wall. I dig my hands into the brick, dragging my nails down, needing to hold on to something.

“That’s right, you’re mine and only mine” he barks, needing to show me who I belong to.

“Come right now” he demands, reaching down and rubbing my clit firmly, driving into me harder and faster. My pussy tightens up as he keeps fucking me, relentlessly hammering into me.

“Right fucking now” he commands, rubbing my clit faster and fucking me harder. I come so fucking hard, clamping down on his cock, my body spasming as my orgasm rockets through my body.

He doesn’t stop in the slightest, just keeps on pounding away. He withdraws and spins me around, forcing me to my knees as he jerks his cock in front of me, slick with my juices.

“Open up” he yells as my jaw drops immediately. He strokes faster, losing control, before unloading into my hungry mouth, groaning as I swallow every drop.

I still fuck myself to the memory of this night.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7cxjv5/fm_angry_sex_with_the_ex