Hate fuck your ex

Anna has just commanded you to fuck her, and you're inclined to oblige. You take one last small step toward her, your stiff cock swaying like a flag pole in a strong wind. Or is it like a commander waving the white flag of surrender? It doesn't matter. As you close the tiny bit of distance that remained between the two of you, your cock presses into her smooth stomach. Her belly button catches the tip of your shaft and a bit of pre-cum dribbles into the tiny orifice. It's an appropriate metaphor, you think, for what you're going to do to your ex.

You grab Anna by the shoulders, one hand on each, and turn her back towards the bed. There's a noticeable gasp that escapes her lips, but she says nothing. With a strong push you send her flying back onto the bed. Her massive tits bounce hypnotically as she lands on sheets. Instinctively she lifts her legs up to counter-balance the motion, but she very purposefully spreads her legs wide when she recovers her bearings.

"Mmm, I like the aggression, Phil. Keep it up and I might even let you cum inside me." One of Anna's hands has slipped between her legs and has begun to rub the fabric of the boy shorts that she still wears. The wet patch you had noticed earlier has expanded, and you can almost see drops of her juices forming as more and more wetness spills from her lips.

"You don't get a choice," you reply, and you move towards Anna with swift purpose. Without another word you grab the shorts she wears and you pull out and away from her. The quickness of your motion means they slide off with ease, and Anna's legs fly back together, pursing her pussy lips and giving you the lewdest view of her nether regions you've ever seen. Her pussy is absolutely dripping with anticipation, and you can see that some of her juices have pooled down to her anus. It puckers and winks at you as if to say, "come fuck me" but you have other plans for now.

You throw the boy shorts to the floor and, grabbing each of her ankles, spread your ex's legs wide. Her eyes go wide as well, not used to such steel purpose. Your cock is raging down below, ready to thrust and stab at whatever hole you give it. Today you will be merciful, and you position it at the entrance to her pussy. You slide your hands not-so-gently down Anna's legs and grab hard at her upper thighs. With a quick jerk you pull her pussy onto your cock, simultaneously thrusting forward - hard. You're pretty sure that you hear a cry of pleasure and pain, but right now you don't really care.

Squeezing her thighs hard, you begin to throw your cock hard and deep into the pussy of your ex. You don't remember it being this tight, but maybe you grow thicker the more you hate your ex. You think about all of the shitty things she ever said to you, and as you pound her deeper you let out what can only be called a growl. Looking down, you notice that Anna reached behind her to grab the bedding for a bit of leverage against your hateful ****. Her tits bounce wildly in majestic circles, and her rock hard nipples fly like her own flags of surrender. On her face you see a grimace that seems to say both, "oh god yes" and "oh god what have I done?" This makes you smile, and you dig your fingers even harder into her thighs and begin to lean into her body with each thrust.

Aside from your occasional growls, the only sounds in the apartment are the angry slaps of your balls and thighs against the body of your ex. You can feel the juices - hers and yours - splattering between the two of you as you continue to split her open. You pull outward on her thighs and they respond warily, spreading even further for you. Your cock stabs into your defeated foe with incredible purpose, and you can feel your balls begin to swell.

Even more hateful thoughts fill your mind, expanding the girth of your cock and pushing Anna's pussy to its limits. In a moment you know you'll explode with ecstasy and rage, so you lean in hard and release her thighs. Her reprieve is brief, however, as you simply wanted to reposition yourself. Your hands now push down on the insides of her thighs, forcing her even wider. And then it arrives. You throw your head back, one last roar, and your cock begins to pulse as the waves of orgasm crash over you. Endless hot streams of cum gush from your raging member, emptying deep into your ex's pussy. You hold her down by the legs, leaving your cock bottomed-out as far in as it can go.

After what feels like eternities of pleasure, you finally cease cumming and you bring your head back down and look at your defeated foe. Anna is speechless, looking like she just got hit by a freight train. Close enough, you think. You pull back, releasing her legs, and with a pop your still-hard dick emerges victorious. Looking down, you see her lips still spread wide apart. Your seed begins to splurt out in a small but steady stream. With a smile you think, "I could get used to this kind of fucking."

You find a box of tissues and clean up your cock as best you can before beginning to put your clothes back on. Anna still lies on the bed, motionless except for heavy panting. Finally, she speaks.

"Wha.... what just happened?"

"I just fucked you harder than you've ever been fucked," you reply. You finish putting on your clothes before stepping back over to the bed.

"Apparently I kind of like our new arrangement," you say, "and I think I'm going to keep it up."

Anna finally manages to sit herself up a bit on her elbows. She looks down at her well-used pussy as more and more cum pours out.

"I... I think. I mean... good," is her only response as she slips back down onto the bed. Without looking back, you turn to leave and head back home.

"I don't care," is the last thing your ex hears before the door shuts behind you.