I hate you.

[zex95966]

I'm looking for a story where a guy and girl (guy can be any age, girl 18-25. 18 is a little stereotypical and unrealistic though imo.) Dislike each other. They argue all the time.

however something changes somehow... perhaps the girl sees the guy in underwear. perhaps the guy finds out she looks at porn and is astonished and turned on despite himself.

suddenly one kisses the other during an argument, and against all odds the situation is hot.

I have heard of things like this, where couples argue and then have sex and the sex is great because of it. I'm simply looking for a story like this. I prefer them not to be married, but if that's the best way to make it work that is ok too.

thankies!

 

[Carnevil9]

Anger can turn to horniness quite easily. I think a very realistic (and very hot!) story could be made about this. I don't know of any, though......Carney

 

[zex95966]

no one else?

 

[hotsnatch6]

I'm looking for a story where a guy and girl (guy can be any age, girl 18-25. 18 is a little stereotypical and unrealistic though imo.) Dislike each other. They argue all the time.

however something changes somehow... perhaps the girl sees the guy in underwear. perhaps the guy finds out she looks at porn and is astonished and turned on despite himself.

suddenly one kisses the other during an argument, and against all odds the situation is hot.

I have heard of things like this, where couples argue and then have sex and the sex is great because of it. I'm simply looking for a story like this. I prefer them not to be married, but if that's the best way to make it work that is ok too.

thankies!

I have a story along these lines and I could post it if you like. To make it in line with your wishes, could you please tell me what her bra size would be?

 

[hotsnatch6]

Well since I didn't hear back I decided to post what I had written. Let me know what you think and how I might rework it to make it better:



Mark was a typical high school senior. Ever since he had turned eighteen, all he could think about was graduating and getting a job so that he could afford as much weed as he liked. He liked to get blasted on skoogie noogie quite often and he also hoped that by flashing some cash around the neighborhood that he could entice some women into joining him. He thought that after hitting the chronic with them, he could talk them into a blow job or at least cop a feel of their ass or tits. Mark was a pretty sharp young man and he was also quite handsome, but he was very shy around the fairer sex. Although he had quite an active fantasy life, he had never been laid.

He especially enjoyed fantasizing about the college girl next door, Marilyn. She had a killer body with a tight ass and she loved to parade around her back yard in a bikini. Sometimes when she knew that Mark was watching her, she would sunbathe in a thong. Whenever Mark saw her doing so, he would peek out his window and furiously stroke his dong while imagining what it would be like to get such a sweet piece of pussy.

Despite his lust, Mark knew that he could never get into Marilyn’s pants because for the past several months they had fought like cats and dogs. It all started one day when Mark was all duded up to go out to dinner and Marilyn complimented him on his appearance. Mark was flabbergasted and didn’t know how to respond. He wanted to reciprocate the compliment, but all that came out in the heat of the moment was, “Thank you, you filthy whore.”

“Well, that tears it,” replied Marilyn. “I compliment you on your hot looking outfit and that’s all you can say? I’ve never been so insulted in my life. I was going to ask you to come over when you got home. I was going to jack your hard dick until you were so turned on that you had to bend me over and do me doggy style. I was all ready to screw because I think your tight buns look sexy in those pants but now you can go straight to hell, motherfucker. You can pull your pud all night for all I care.”

Mark was so dejected because he really wanted to score with Marilyn, but from that day on they insulted each other every time they saw each other. Mark would call her a skank and tell her what a worthless piece of trash she was. Marilyn would respond by telling Mark to blow it out his ass and one time she added, “Stay away from me, you jackball, or you’ll be wearing your balls as earrings.” Marilyn would also call him a limp-dicked ashhole and a dumb-ass cocksucking gay boy from time to time.

Deep down Mark wondered if Marilyn might just be playing hard to get. So the next time he saw her out in a thong bikini, he decided to go and talk to her and see if she wanted to burn a blunt. When he walked up to Marilyn, she was lying on her stomach with her ass up in the air. Mark was so turned on to see her sweet buns exposed and he said, “Hi, sweet cheeks. How would you like to toke on some nice Strawberry Kush?”

“What the crap are you talking about,” Marilyn retorted. “I’d sooner have my tits cut off than to get high with you.”

Mark persisted. “Come on, baby. Enough with all of the hostility. I’ve got a bag of some serious bud and I’m ready to get laid. At least suck on a joint with me and then we can talk about you sucking on my meaty boner.”

“Stick that bud up your ass,” Marilyn retorted. “I don’t give a good sweet Jesus if you have the best Maui Wowie in the world in your shorts. I’m not going to give you any tail, so beat it back home and beat that tiny pecker of yours yourself.”

Mark was brokenhearted but he had one more trick up his sleeve. He whipped down his drawers exposing a massive, rock hard tool. It was bigger than anything Marilyn had ever seen and immediately her clit became swollen and her pussy was soaking wet. “Why didn’t you tell me what you’d been hiding in your pants all these years?” she asked. “If I had known that, I’d have let you ball me day and night. Now whip out that reefer and give me a toke and then I’ll climb that monster all night long.”

Mark was thrilled. In fact, he was too thrilled. When he heard his neighbor talking in such a sexual way, he immediately started to cum, shooting his wad all over the blanket where she was laying. “Goddamm it,” she yelled. “How dare you cum before I get that giant sausage inside my hot snatch! I was going to suck that schlong and tongue your balls and even lick your ass. But forget it now. If that’s all the staying power you have, you can forget about getting a slice of my pie.”

Humiliated, Mark went back home. He had come so close to getting some sweet action with an older broad, but now he walked back home with his balls empty, his dignity shot and his honor ruined. He realized that he would probably never make it with a girl so he began to think about the offer that his male gym teacher had made to him about going on a nude camping trip that weekend. Since he had always struck out with the ladies, maybe it was time for him to contemplate being with a member of his own gender…..

 

[JRaven]

Not bad, Hotsnatch. But in my experience with guys that age, if Marilyn had gone ahead and licked his dick clean, Mark would have been hard again in no time.

I pictured it a bit differently. (of course!)

Sue and Sam are both regulars at Raven's Roost, the local neighborhood pub. They're friendly with the owner Jim and the head barmaid Jenny. Naturally, Sue has a thing for Jim and Sam has a thing for Jenny. They'll often help out when ever asked, knowing a few free beers will be coming. The only problem is, there's a complete difference in personalities between Sue and Sam. They loathe each other.

One day, Jim asks Sue to get a new bottle of rum out of the store room. A few minutes go by and Jenny asks Sam to go help Sue. When Sam gets to the store room, Sue spats out, "what? You don't think I can find a fucking bottle of rum on my own?" She puts one box on a shelf and pulls the next one down to check it.

"Look, bitch. Jenny asked me to come help you. For all I give a fuck, you can spend the next three hours looking for it yourself," Sam replied.

"Well, at least you won't be jacking your little dick while you're in here this time," Sue retorted.

Sam wanted to just punch the bitch right in the mouth. They'd fought and argued for a year and a half, ever since Sam moved into the area. But he was taught not to hit women. There was only one way to hit her in the mouth. Sam spun Sue around. Pinning her to the shelves behind her, he kissed her.

Sue struggled, turning her head away. Sam grabbed her face, turning it toward him and another kiss. He was leary about putting his tongue in her mouth. He was afraid she'd bite him. He moved a hand from her face, pinning her back by her chest.

When Sam put his hand on her boob, Sue knew just what to do, she grabbed Sam's cock through his jeans. He stopped trying to kiss her. Keeping her pinned, he looked at her. Sue tried to read Sam's eyes, wondering what Sam had in mind. When she knew, she reached down with her other hand and unbuckled his pants.

As Sam's pants opened up when Sue unzipped them, he reached for the bottom of her t-shirt. The only resistance she gave him was a reluctance to let go of his dick.

< hey, I'm not writing the whole story here! >​

After a few moments of Sam and Sue catching thier breaths in post-coital bliss, Sam was finally able to inform Sue, "you're the sweetest little piece of ass I've ever had."

"Thanks," Sue replied. "But, I still hate your fucking guts. Although, I do like your kisses, your hands on my body. I especially love your cock. By the way, just where the fuck is that rum?"

"Over there," Sam said pointing to a shelf, "in the box labeled 'Bicardi'."

Maybe they continue to hate each other, but enjoy the sex too much to refrain from getting their freak on every once in a while. Instead of the couple that loves each other but never have sex, Sam and Sue are the couple that hate each other, but are always having sex.

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Okay, that was my perverted view of the whole thing. Might fit nicely in the Nonconsent/Reluctance section...

Jenny

 

[hotsnatch6]

Not bad, Hotsnatch. But in my experience with guys that age, if Marilyn had gone ahead and licked his dick clean, Mark would have been hard again in no time.

I pictured it a bit differently. (of course!)

Sue and Sam are both regulars at Raven's Roost, the local neighborhood pub. They're friendly with the owner Jim and the head barmaid Jenny. Naturally, Sue has a thing for Jim and Sam has a thing for Jenny. They'll often help out when ever asked, knowing a few free beers will be coming. The only problem is, there's a complete difference in personalities between Sue and Sam. They loathe each other.

One day, Jim asks Sue to get a new bottle of rum out of the store room. A few minutes go by and Jenny asks Sam to go help Sue. When Sam gets to the store room, Sue spats out, "what? You don't think I can find a fucking bottle of rum on my own?" She puts one box on a shelf and pulls the next one down to check it.

"Look, bitch. Jenny asked me to come help you. For all I give a fuck, you can spend the next three hours looking for it yourself," Sam replied.

"Well, at least you won't be jacking your little dick while you're in here this time," Sue retorted.

Sam wanted to just punch the bitch right in the mouth. They'd fought and argued for a year and a half, ever since Sam moved into the area. But he was taught not to hit women. There was only one way to hit her in the mouth. Sam spun Sue around. Pinning her to the shelves behind her, he kissed her.

Sue struggled, turning her head away. Sam grabbed her face, turning it toward him and another kiss. He was leary about putting his tongue in her mouth. He was afraid she'd bite him. He moved a hand from her face, pinning her back by her chest.

When Sam put his hand on her boob, Sue knew just what to do, she grabbed Sam's cock through his jeans. He stopped trying to kiss her. Keeping her pinned, he looked at her. Sue tried to read Sam's eyes, wondering what Sam had in mind. When she knew, she reached down with her other hand and unbuckled his pants.

As Sam's pants opened up when Sue unzipped them, he reached for the bottom of her t-shirt. The only resistance she gave him was a reluctance to let go of his dick.

< hey, I'm not writing the whole story here! >​

After a few moments of Sam and Sue catching thier breaths in post-coital bliss, Sam was finally able to inform Sue, "you're the sweetest little piece of ass I've ever had."

"Thanks," Sue replied. "But, I still hate your fucking guts. Although, I do like your kisses, your hands on my body. I especially love your cock. By the way, just where the fuck is that rum?"

"Over there," Sam said pointing to a shelf, "in the box labeled 'Bicardi'."

Maybe they continue to hate each other, but enjoy the sex too much to refrain from getting their freak on every once in a while. Instead of the couple that loves each other but never have sex, Sam and Sue are the couple that hate each other, but are always having sex.

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Okay, that was my perverted view of the whole thing. Might fit nicely in the Nonconsent/Reluctance section...

Jenny

I liked that a lot. Thanks for sharing your perspective.

 

[zex95966]

To Hotsnatch: I like how you combined humor and sex in that story. I also liked the unhappy ending... different than the norm. Thanks for sharing your story with me.

I really can't think of much to improve on except maybe the initial meeting, Maybe he called her a filthy whore because he saw her with another guy and was jealous, She may or may not know this but it gives a better reason for him to say something like that. or perhaps they were together in the past, Had great sex and one day she cheated on him, so this is his way of getting back at her. as it stands now it's not as believable but It was still a good story

To Jraven: I agree it could work as a non-consent type of thing too, I left it so open-ended for this reason, I like seeing how two different authors come up with different stories to the same idea.


sorry for taking so long to respond

 

[hotsnatch6]

To Hotsnatch: I like how you combined humor and sex in that story. I also liked the unhappy ending... different than the norm. Thanks for sharing your story with me.

I really can't think of much to improve on except maybe the initial meeting, Maybe he called her a filthy whore because he saw her with another guy and was jealous, She may or may not know this but it gives a better reason for him to say something like that. or perhaps they were together in the past, Had great sex and one day she cheated on him, so this is his way of getting back at her. as it stands now it's not as believable but It was still a good story

To Jraven: I agree it could work as a non-consent type of thing too, I left it so open-ended for this reason, I like seeing how two different authors come up with different stories to the same idea.


sorry for taking so long to respond

Thank you very much for the compliment. I'm glad you enjoyed my humor and it was my pleasure to share it with you.

 

[fourinches]

I'm taking a photography class and there are these two kids that absolutely hate each other. One of the steps involving developing film is taking it out of the canister, and rolling it into a reel. It has to be completely dark so we go into a room with a tight door that's about 5 feet by 5 feet. Maybe someone could write about how they somehow got stuck in there?

 

[hotsnatch6]

I'm taking a photography class and there are these two kids that absolutely hate each other. One of the steps involving developing film is taking it out of the canister, and rolling it into a reel. It has to be completely dark so we go into a room with a tight door that's about 5 feet by 5 feet. Maybe someone could write about how they somehow got stuck in there?

Paul and Priscilla were in a photography class. They hated one another. One day they had to go into the 5 x 5 darkroom to develop their photos, but the doorknob fell off and they were stuck in there for over four hours because the janitor had called in sick with a hangover and the only other person who could free them was the principal who was delayed getting to the scene until he was caught in flagrante delicto by the school nurse receiving a long promised blowjob from his hot Latina secretary whom he had hired for the sole reason of trying to get a piece from her.

Do you mean something like that?

 

[Carnevil9]

I'm taking a photography class and there are these two kids that absolutely hate each other. One of the steps involving developing film is taking it out of the canister, and rolling it into a reel. It has to be completely dark so we go into a room with a tight door that's about 5 feet by 5 feet. Maybe someone could write about how they somehow got stuck in there?

I'd be curious to see what develops!

 

[fourinches]

I'd be curious to see what develops!

Hahaha!
Hilarious!

Paul and Priscilla were in a photography class. They hated one another. One day they had to go into the 5 x 5 darkroom to develop their photos, but the doorknob fell off and they were stuck in there for over four hours because the janitor had called in sick with a hangover and the only other person who could free them was the principal who was delayed getting to the scene until he was caught in flagrante delicto by the school nurse receiving a long promised blowjob from his hot Latina secretary whom he had hired for the sole reason of trying to get a piece from her.

Do you mean something like that?

That could work. I'm sure that the knob falling off it a bit odd, though.

 

[JRaven]

That could work. I'm sure that the knob falling off it a bit odd, though.

When a knob falls off, it falls off on one side or the other. If it fell off on the outside, they'd still have a knob on the inside to open it.
On the other hand, if it fell off on the inside, anyone else in the class would be able to open it for them. You'd have to engineer the rest of the class being gone. The two students before them took a long time as they got some nookie time in. The class was ending and they both decided to stay late. Not because they liked each other, but because the photos they were developing were part of a project due the next day.

Jenny

 

[zex95966]

When a knob falls off, it falls off on one side or the other. If it fell off on the outside, they'd still have a knob on the inside to open it.
On the other hand, if it fell off on the inside, anyone else in the class would be able to open it for them. You'd have to engineer the rest of the class being gone. The two students before them took a long time as they got some nookie time in. The class was ending and they both decided to stay late. Not because they liked each other, but because the photos they were developing were part of a project due the next day.

Jenny

or if the knob fell of on the inside perhaps the people stuck inside aren't aware they are out there, maybe they were developing photos right after class and just assumed no one was around.

this opens up some caught doing this or the other thing by either classmates or the teacher...