Page 53 of Hate Like Ours

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When I left and came home last night, as soon as I was in my room, I shut the door and took the panties I stole from her out of my pocket and jacked off in them many times. I rubbed my cock in them until it was raw. Messing up her panties with my cum was such a turn on.

Her virgin status really surprised me because she was mouthing off and telling me about the many men she’s fucked just to get under my skin. That shit worked because I’ve never been more pissed in my entire life.

The idea of someone else touching what was mine made me almost go feral on her ass. She’s lucky I didn’t go full force on her last night or she really would have hated me then. Or she wouldn’t because she’s apparently a slut for my rough treatments.

In order to get over this little inconvenient infatuation I’m feeling for her, I guess I’ll just have to fuck all my hate out on her body. She has no idea what she got herself into yesterday after I took that tight virgin pussy and she bled all over my cock. Even the taste of her virgin blood on my tongue was like an aphrodisiac that made me want more and more of it.

Now, just thinking about her taste and her blood on my tongue has my cock so hard, it wouldn’t mind riding that pussy for all it was worth again and making sure it got its fill this time.

I look at the clock and see that it’s still early. I’ll just have to go with the old hand treatment. I grab the lube that’s in my nightstand drawer and then squeeze some out of the bottle and into my hand before rubbing it on my cock.

I wrap her clean panties that I washed after I was finished last night around my cock and begin stroking into it again. The fabric against the skin of my dick feels so good and I begin to move my hand faster, building up the momentum, so that I can come quickly.

I stroke it harder and faster as I think about how it felt when my cock entered her tight and fat pussy for the first time. A groan slips out of me because it felt like fucking heaven when I first slid inside her hole.

This girl must be a fucking witch or something. That’s the only way I can describe her. No other pussy has ever made me feel this way. I still don’t know what to make of it. I mean, I still hate her with a passion unlike anything I’ve ever felt before but lately, I don’t know how to explain it except that she’s my property.

I don’t want her, but I also want her.

Fucking hell, I need therapy for this shit. Even if I did want her, want her… I don’t know if I’d ever be able to get rid of the hate I feel for her. Or if I’d be able to look at her without wanting to taint her like I’ve been doing.

I’ve been keeping an eye on her and seeing everything my minions have been doing. It’s fun to watch her crawl into her shell when she’s the center of attention, and it’s never any good attention. Oh well. I don’t have it in me to let go of the hate I feel for her. I need to make her suffer because I know it will make my father suffer. That’s the only thing I want right now. It’s the only way I’ll feel like I’m avenging my mother’s death.

I’m still stroking my cock and now I squeeze it tightly and watch as precum leaks from the tip and onto the fabric of her panties, wishing it was her tight cunt wrapped around me again. I smile at the fact that I took something she wouldn’t have given me, but then again she probably would have. The girl is obsessed with me even though she pretends to hate me.

She always has eyes on me when she thinks I’m not looking, but I know and see everything that happens. I hope she catches on to that fact soon. My devious plan to use her as my own personal fucktoy is the best I’ve ever had, and I’ll do all that I can to use her body against her.

I’ll make her want and crave me so bad, and when she’s so obsessed and needs me like the air she breathes, that’s when I’ll drop her ass and crush her. With that thought in my head, I start to cum and a grunt leaves me as I spill my seed all over her panties again. That felt so fucking good. I feel better now.

I get up and walk into my bathroom to shower since I have early morning practice. I’ll have to wait until sometime later today to get what I want, which is her cunt on my cock again. Yep, the fucking witch definitely cast a spell on me.

If just thinking about her has me coming this hard, I can’t wait to see how it’ll be when I take her pussy again and fuck her to completion this time.

I was amazed at how well she took the whole length of my cock, even though it was her first time. Not many of the sluts here can do that. If I didn’t hate her so much, I’d probably snatch her up and lock her away somewhere. But I’ll just have to settle for her being nothing more than my dirty little secret.

I don’t care what people think of me but I can’t be hating her in public, and then letting everyone know I’m fucking her. What would be the point? So yeah, she’s my dirty secret for now.

Once I’m ready, I head out the door and into my car. I head for school before Coach sends out a search party for me.

Coach is making us practice early since our semifinal game is coming up soon, and we need to be in tip-top shape. I mean, we already are but Coach likes to bust our balls sometimes.

I park in the parking lot and then get out of my Jeep and grab my bag before making my way to the field. The guys are already here, so I walk up to where they’re sitting on the sideline.

“What’s up, fuckers?” I say in greeting.

“You missed an epic party last night, dude!” Asher says in greeting.

“Well, I had an epic night away from you idiots, so I win!” I say, smirking at them.

“He’s smirking too hard right now. Ohhh, homeboy got laid!” Axel ribs and I give him a devilish smile without answering.

“Well, don’t keep us in suspense, dickhead! Who was it? And it better not be fucking Ivy again cause I’ll chop your dick off myself! That girl is fucking deranged! She gives me the chills every time she comes around,” Ez rants and visibly shivers at his own words. I just roll my eyes at him. Maybe he’s not wrong because she has been a little cuckoo lately. Girl can’t take a fucking hint or the word no.

“No it wasn’t. That shit is dead,” I snap. I can’t believe I even fucked that psycho in the first place. She was there and willing and I needed to get laid, so I figured what the hell. Didn’t know she’d turn into a clinger.

“Does she know that?” Ash asks, smirking as he tilts his head in the direction of the bleachers. I turn to see Ivy sitting a few benches away from Kinsley, watching us, well, me specifically. Ugh, what the hell is she even doing here this early?

“Apparently word got around about our early morning practice,” Ax grumbles. There are more girls on the bleachers, all looking at the guys on the team.

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