1. The Fight


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Extreme, Mature, Voyeurism, Author: imaretta, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    balls off if I appeared to be amused by any of this. I let her continue yelling at me, just staring silently up at her from the couch, my eyes fixed on her plump lips. When her rant was over I still remained quiet, another dangerous move, I know, but I was trying to make sense of her anger while growing hornier by the second. She took my silence as indifference, as usual, and started ranting again. “Perfect, just sit there and don’t say anything. You’re an asshole, you know that? You don’t even care-“ “That’s enough, Natalie,” I said, cutting her off. “Just because I’m not reacting the way you expect me to react does not mean that I don’t care.” I was speaking calmly and quietly, despite the fact that I was now growing angry. Still horny, yes, but now a bit mad. “Reacting?” she yelled. “You aren’t reacting at all, you’re just sitting there like a-“ “I said that’s enough!” Her wide eyes stared me down and I waited for the yelling to begin again. However, she turned away from me and tried to leave the room. My hand shot out and closed around her wrist. She tried to shake me off but I held on and yanked her towards me, turning her frame and bringing her between my legs. Her eyes narrowed and I gave her my I wanna fuck look. Her face twisted and she said, “Fuck you.” She pulled away but I stood and followed her. Grabbing her by the shoulders, I spun her around and pressed her against the wall, bringing my lips down on hers hard. She turned her head and said, “Get off of me.” I ...
    wound my fingers in her hair, pulled her head back and kissed her again. She pushed against the wall with her shoulders, trying to shove me off of her with her body while her teeth clamped down on my lower lip. I hissed and pulled my mouth from hers but kept her trapped against the wall. We’d played this game before and I could see the spark in her eyes that had now turned from furious to lustful. Angry sex was hot and she knew it. I crashed my lips to hers once again, forcing her mouth open with my tongue. This time she kissed me back with equal passion but her hands pushed at my chest. I brought one hand between us to capture hers and the other roughly groped her breasts before sliding down her body to pull the hem of her skirt up. She twisted her face away I took advantage of her neck, biting and sucking while my hand tugged at the scrap of lace covering her mound. She continued to struggle but her legs spread wider for me and she moaned loudly when I ran my fingers through her slick sex. My cock was painfully hard. She yanked her hands free and brought them both to my hair, grasping tightly and pulling my mouth back to hers. Our tongues battled, I grabbed her leg and secured it over my hip, slipping two fingers inside her and pressing my palm against her clit. Her hips thrust forward and her cries were muffled by my mouth. She tore at my pants like a savage, ripping the button off and pushing them down without even bothering with the zipper. I removed my hand from between ...
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