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saintcero said:
Not a hate fuck but rather a revenge fuck and it happened this morning. I had a long chat with a fellow Litster about our cheating wives. After the chat I was pretty revved up horny and angry. It was then that my wife announced she was taking a shower which is our code for come fuck me in 20 minutes. I waited the 20 minutes, slapped some lube on my cock and mounted her straight away. in short order I was thrusting into her with our thighs slapping loudly. I was thinking about her cheating on me when my climax hit and I flooded her cunt. Thing is, she was into the entire episode and had her climax shortly before I had mine. It made me wonder if we were both thinking the same thing, that is, her side piece fucking her. No matter, revenge was sweet.
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So you gave her what she wanted and then you think you got revenge? Oh my you're SO confused!
 
While I’ve never been in a hate fuck situation. I certainly understand the appeal. The theme even plays a big part in a story I’m finishing up to post on Lit.

Story is about a married woman in her 40s who enjoys dark, aggressive fantasies. Used to work as a police officer, quit that job, then took a job as mall security. The story goes into detail about her masturbating to kinky fantasies of being used and hate fucked.

One fantasy she imagines is about two police detectives from her time as a cop. She had reported them, and years later they find her alone on her mall job for revenge. Threatening her with fake drug charges if she doesn’t cooperate.

Another fantasy she has is of the local skate boarders at the mall she always have to chase off. She imagines a bunch of them get so tired of her ruining their fun. They jump her during her late-night shift and have their fun with her body instead. Something about a bunch of 18-19yo skate boarders fucking the hell out of a MILF security guard is pretty hot.
 
StudlyCowboy said:
When I was younger, we referred to this as "grudge fucking. " In that time period, I began learning that we all have kinks. Some folk acknowledge this and pursue their kinks and some try to ignore them for their own reasons. I never had that problem and I learned that talking dirty to girls when I was fucking them was a turn on for some of them.



In one delightful experience, I was at a party on a neighbor's farm that adjoined ours. I knew most of the people there, and in the course of conversation with a girl I knew from school, I found she had a crush on me in school. When I asked her why she hadn't mentioned it back then, she told me she had heard I was a hellion and she was scared to approach me.



After we laughed at each other for a while and made jokes about high school life, we stood there looking at each other. We were standing close together when she put her hand on my shoulder and whispered to me, " Let's go for a walk." We walked toward a big hay barn talking about things when she told me she wanted to see if what she'd heard about me was true. I chuckled and asked her what she'd heard. She told me that I had a reputation for having a talented tongue and for giving girls whatever they asked for sexually.



I laughed and asked her who she heard that from. She named off three girls that I had indeed had sex with. She stopped me and faced me, telling me she wanted me to cut the crap and let her see for herself. We embraced and kissed for a long time. When we came up for air, I asked her what she wanted. She told me she wanted to be grudge fucked.



She was thin, almost skinny, 5-4 , long dirty blonde hair to her waist, smaller breasts, and almost a perfect round ass for her size. She had the most beautiful big blue eyes to top off her beauty. On the other hand, I was 6-4, 225 and as hard as rock from being a farm boy and athlete. We went in the farm office by the barn and continued our quest. I pushed some stuff off a desk while she quickly stripped. Seeing her state of readiness, I wasted no time going down on her. She was delicious and wrapped her legs around my head while I licked her pussy to a moaning orgasm. She told me to fuck her hard and not to worry about hurting her. She laid back on the desk and I shoved my hard cock deep in her wet pussy. I treated her roughly, using my size as leverage to pound her while pulling her hair and her puffy nipples. After another orgasm, I made her turn over on her belly. She tensed as she thought I would ram my cock in her ass. Instead, I went back to work on her tight pussy.





After she came again, she tried to catch her breath and I continued pumping her hard. She looked back at me and told me not to cum in her pussy because she wanted me to cum on her tits. I called her a bitch and kept drilling her. When the time came, I made her kneel in front of me and suck my cock as I worked it deep down her throat. She gagged a little and I pulled out and let her breathe. I could see the tears in her eyes but she told me not to stop. I pulled her hair hard, forcing my cock back in her mouth.



It wasn't long before I pulled out of her mouth and emptied my balls on her sweet tits. We took a break for a few minutes and she told me everything she'd heard about me was true. My response was " Get your ass back on that desk, I'm not finished with you."



We fucked each other frequently after that and she wanted to be hammered every time we fucked for the next 3 years until her work took her out of the country. I'm hoping she'll make our next reunion, I'd love to see her again and see what might happen.
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I can so relate to her.
 
I can't recall a situation where I hate-fucked a woman or she hate-fucked me. But I do have a story that more or less fits the topic.

When I was in college my housemates and I were very friendly with a group of women who shared an apartment on the other side of campus. We attended all their parties and they attended all of ours. There was some dating between us, and a quite a bit of fucking.

Like I said, we were very friendly with them and had both platonic and sexual relationships at various times. There was one woman in their group that we all despised, however. I'll call her Karen. Somehow, all four of my housemates slept with Karen at least once (and one of them twice). I was the only one of us who never fucked her. I'm not saying my standards were higher, I just never found myself in a situation where it was on the table.

Anyway, one night we had a party and all five of these women attended. Around 2 AM the party started to break up, and one of my housemates was trying to convince his roommate to sleep on the couch so he and Karen could have the room. The roommate said no, you sleep on the couch. So they did. Well, of course the rest of us went to bed in our rooms, and for the next half hour heard Joe and Karen going at it on the couch very loudly. Suddenly the fucking stops and Karen says in a loud voice "Aren't you done yet?" Joe responds "No, but I'm close." Karen says "Well, I'm finished. Get off me." The next thing we hear is Joe crashing to the floor. "Hey, I'm not finished. Get back here." "That's your problem." The pleading goes on, getting louder. Then the door slams and Karen is gone.

I think this qualifies as a mutual hate fuck, but Joe clearly got the worst of it.
 
Can't call it a hate fuck, but maybe a fury fuck. Took a lot of frustration out in my wife's twat a couple of weeks ago. Probably the week before she started this fuck fest we've been on.

She's boring. Her fantasies/role play are always created around the first 2 weekends we spent together before having sex. Zero variation. Sex is one of a few sequences. Start out fondling/kicking her tits. If I'm lucky she'll want me to eat her out for about 2 minutes before starting missionary, pulling up to sit in my lap, then finish me off doggy style with her legs outside of mine. That's when she doesn't want me to just use her 5 minutes before I leave for work.

It was about 11pm and I'm half asleep, thinking about my muse when I feel her nipples brush against my lips. I don't start actually thinking about her until I'm completely awake. Sure tells me to get her shorts off and fuck her. Ok, god dammit. I'm tired of this shit.

She's unusually wet and I slip in with zero resistance. I'll take things that hardly ever happen for 1,000, Alex.

She's really into it, wanting me to pin her arms up. Kinkiest thing she wants. Lately I've been trying to get sneaky about her throat. She doesn't like being outright choked, but I've found I can get a little bit of pressure on her carotid and jugular of I place my hand just right. And by little bit, I mean I can barely tense my hand up. She lets it stay there for a minute before shaking her head away.

I get through the point where my stamina usually gives out and pull her to the edge of the bed, hanging her ass low enough off it that I have to squat down a little. It's a new angle for this one and I just start hammering away hard and loud enough that the dog woke up and came in to see what the hell was going on. Fortunately he left without really investigating. She also doesn't have any interest in her asshole what so ever. Doesn't even like the idea of me seeing it. If she knew what I would do to it, she'd probably never have sex with me again. I've been gripping her ass HARD the entire time she's been on the edge. By this point she's had two solid orgasms. I'm not even close. Her ass crack is slick, so I let my hand slip. My finger presses against her star and starts to penetrate. No reaction, but I'm not going to push it any further. I leave it there for what feels like 30 seconds, waiting for the protest. Nothing. Noted.

I had to shift because I'm out of shape and my thighs were about to cramp. That was apparently the trigger. Normally when I'm frustrated with her, to be petty, I'll inseminate her. She doesn't particularly enjoy the feeling of it after I pull out. But I'm getting what I want, so I pull out and cum on her abdomen. I could tell there was more than I expected there to be, but didn't know how much. I was wanting to get it in her head that I'm dirtier than she thinks I am and she can try shit with me (I left her a note wrapped around her vibrators in April that she didn't read until Thursday when I made her take it with her on her trip home to see her parents). I leaned over, intending to lick some of my cum off her, but instead of finding the edge of the puddle, I dipped my nose in the middle of it and killed my interest immediately.

It was midnight when we finished, and we both slept like the dead.
 
I dated a gal in high school and she cheated on me and broke my heart. Three years later, I was in a sex slump and needed to fuck. I reached out to this old gf and she snapped at the chance to 'win me back'. That was NEVER going to happen. But I was happy to fuck her twice a night for the three nights I was there and then I ghosted...

Was it hate fucking? I certainly didn't have any affection for her and she wasn't very good in bed. I was uisng her and I justified it to myself by remembering her cheating on me.
 
WendyTrilby said:
I hate fucked my next-door neighbor.....I had a tear in my t-shirt and unbeknownst to me, my left nipple was sticking out.
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I know this psycho state well, and it's not hate. Yes, it's pure rage, and yes it's directed at the other person with a fucking. It's when you suppress things about the other person that are annoying, but intractable, and it just gets bottled up until you could scream. And what's better than screaming? Fucking...
 
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Hate? No.
Angry? Oh hell yes.
Early in my marriage, I was deploying frequently in the Coast Guard and it really upset her to be left alone. Especially after the kids were born. We argued, yelled, and screamed at one another. She threatened to divorce me. There was a lot of angry, rough sex back in those days. But no degradation or humiliation. There would be a lot of "I love you" and tears after, and then making love. It could be said, that's how we got through it.
 
I’ve done the act. But it was never with the intention. There were some instances through out our marriage where I was just really horny. Ended up tearing my wife’s clothes off and fucking her. It was short...but sweet.
 
RachelWalsh said:
I have heard of hate fucking but don't know much about it. GUYS- have you ever hate fucked a girl? Why? Did she know she was being hate fucked or not? Did she think it was good satisfying sex?

I am interested to get all sides on this.
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Not hate fucking but sex after a fight with all of those emotions is what I always considered hate fucking, but then after your both so exhausted and happy you forget about the fight!
 
I remember one, an uptight bitchy HR rep at an old job back some years ago. I was really good at my job, but kind of a rebel who didn't stick to the playbook and tended to color outside the lines using the more-ways-to-skin-a-cat philosophy And she was a hardline stickler for policies and procedures. So we were constantly at odds over all kinds of shit and absolutely could not stand each other. It was palpable.

But one night on a business trip to a trade show that we both attended, she lured me to her room under the guise of something work-related, then came on to me. At first I resisted, thinking it was some sort of trap, but eventually gave in and fucked her absolutely senseless in a way that I can only describe as hate fucking since I had so much built up animosity toward her. She appeared to kind of stay off my back from that point on and it happened a few more times, always on work trips, but those were less hate-fueled.

There's a few others I've fucked that I didn't really care for for one reason or another, but that's the only one I can remember that I truly despised.
 
I was not expecting this when I opened this thread! Was thinking more along the line hate because you don't get it, or have not had it in a very long time!
 
Did something like this once. Slept with a coworker I disliked (and who disliked me). Sex was amazing, but weird and off-putting, We didn’t stray too far into misogyny - no choking, hitting, slapping, spitting, demeaning, etc, - but there was some rough stuff and it definitely looked like it was getting out of hand at one point. She made it clear I was just a conveniently warm body and rode me like she was trying to break my dick off. She actually threatened to break me in half during “foreplay”.

I responded by plowing her hard and fast and rationalizing that it wasn’t my problem if she could walk straight in the morning, Honestly, she seemed to be turned on by hard fucking and a rough blowjob (though that might be another rationalization). She also was more than willing to let me take her up the ass, something I rarely even thought about (I like anal but am not obsessed with it and the good Catholic girls I dated back then were mostly freaked out by the idea).

Sex was amazing but I felt nothing except a sense that I was working off some frustration. And,,,, there was a little voice in my head all evening asking why the fuck I was doing this? i wasn’t dating anyone at the time, but I had a couple different fwb’s I enjoyed hanging out with. Next morning, I mostly felt gross about the evening, but the other woman just shrugged it off and we went back to squabbling. She changed jobs a short time later and I blessedly never saw her again.

Not quite hate sex imo, but definitely something on the neighborhood of a grudge-fuck. Sex was memorable, but the my main takeaway from the night was don’t sleep with people I don’t have some sort of emotional attraction to.
 
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WendyTrilby said:
I hate fucked my next-door neighbor. I lived in an apartment in Los Angeles, and the guy next door was always having loud sex with his girlfriend, and that often woke me up. I will admit to using their late (very late) night love sounds to bring me to an orgasm, but that wasn't why I was angry (that actually attracted me to him). I was in college at UCLA and had a real issue with the teacher's assistant in my chemistry class. He was a total asshole, and since he graded the papers, he always graded me low. I complained to the professor, who kindly graded my papers himself (note: always complain without wearing a bra).

One day I was going into my apartment and saw my Chemistry class teaching assistant entering the apartment next door. He was loud sex guy! He looked at me with daggers in his eyes. No doubt Professor Kasparian had words with him about respecting the girl with the sharp nipples (turns out that was the Professor’s nickname for me, but I digress).

I found out about the nickname, and the professor reamed him out over grading when knocked on my door to demand an apology for complaining about him. We argued, and since I did feel guilty about getting him in trouble, I changed the subject to him having loud sex and keeping me from studies and sleep. At least on that topic, I didn’t have to defend my actions. He accused me of eavesdropping, I accused him of showboating, and my large sharp nipples outed me as getting very horny about the ridiculous argument. I had a tear in my t-shirt and unbeknownst to me, my left nipple was sticking out the entire time, distracting him until I saw what he was looking at.

Sorry for the long post, but I’m a details gal, and then…well, I don’t really remember the details but in the midst of the argument, I kissed him to get him off his game, and it was on. He was well endowed, which made for a loud session as I was both in bliss and in pain. We even hurled insults at each other while fucking, which made it angrier/sexier.

We dated a few times, but the love spark was not the same as our hatred. We never recreated that moment even though we tried. I did, however, use this hate fuck in one of my stories here on LE called Gone Hollywood.
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Good shit. Thanks for sharing
 
Hmm well an ex of mine used to push my buttons and make my blood boil. We fought a lot, I let myself get roped into her toxic b.s. When sex happened it was often furious. She seemed to like being "punished" and indulged in rape fantasies, which obviously made for a roller coaster of a relationship.

Another woman, my boss at the time at a job I hated. I didn't hate her but I didn't respect her much. Always figured she was hired for her looks since she had zero qualifications, especially to be in charge of me. She started coming on to me from the start and eventually we started fucking. But she'd turn around and make life difficult at work (don't shit where you eat) so the sex was like a role reversal and yeah, some frustrations shot out along with my cum, hahaha.

I'd say "hate" is too powerful a word, but some people just attract for the wrong reasons and the sex can be cathartic.
 
I think hate fucking is the equivalent of makeup sex. There's just that intensity where you absolutely hate that person and that hatred is channeled into the energy of just fucking them senseless. I had this guy that reported to me who absolutely hated me as a manager for no other reason than I didn't let him get away with his usual bullshit the way that other people had in the past. He confronted me one night after a team outing and I was admittedly drunk and horny and I asked if he wanted to really take it out on me. One of the best hate fuckings I've received in my life.
 
whatahoot said:
I think hate fucking is the equivalent of makeup sex. There's just that intensity where you absolutely hate that person and that hatred is channeled into the energy of just fucking them senseless.
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Good point! You're tearing down all the limits that keep your decency, even respect may be gone.

I'd want to hate fuck people who I have an emotional connection with, but am angry at at the moment.
 
I dated a woman for a bit that wouldn’t take no for an answer once the relationship desolved, they call it stalking now. I found her stalking outside my home one evening and let her in. The sexual rage that came out of me that evening surprised even me. Unfortunately it just made things worse.
 
There was a girl in work who was a pain , always complaining etc , moaning about us not doing enough , taking too long at break etc , one night shift we had to work together and chatting , eventually talking about sex and it got quite horny , she said she had never been taken roughly etc, Messing around I grabbed her over our workbench and I said what liie this. Her words were ,yes , come on fuck me now , I ripped her trousers down panties as well rubbed my fingers on her prissy and she was soaking,I entered her and fucked her hard ,pulling her arse cheeks apart and pushing a finger up her arse , before long she had a very long cock gripping orgasm and soaked my legs in her squirt , I then pulled out and wanked off over her arse , pushing my cum up her arse with my fingers as I exploded ,we adjusted ourselves , people were working only a few yards away but we were behind a screen .
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shift , she asked me to come home with her ,her husband was a manager onday shift , he went to work and we went to work on each other for a few hours ,I fucked her all shaped and aggressively , hands on her throat ,calling her the office grass , smacking her arsef from behind and she loved it , really got off on it and so did I.

This continued for a few months then I switched jobs and it ended there .
 
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