We were just scrolling when she pulled up AO3 on her laptop. "Check this shit out," she said, clicking into a tagged story. The summary promised a hard fuck in the back of a car, and she read the first paragraph out loud. Her voice got lower as the words hit: the guy shoving the girl's skirt up, yanking her panties aside, and ramming his cock straight into her cunt without warning.
My dick twitched right away. She noticed and smirked, but kept reading. The story got filthier fast. He was pounding her, calling her a dirty slut, making her beg for more. I could see her thighs press together under the blanket. She shifted closer on the couch so I could read over her shoulder.
"Keep going," I told her. My hand landed on her leg and slid up. She didn't stop me. The next scene had the guy pulling out and shoving his cock down her throat. She read it slow, voice getting breathy. I unbuttoned her jeans and pushed my fingers inside her panties. She was already soaked. Two fingers slid right into her wet pussy and she moaned but kept reading.
The story described him fucking her face, spit running down her chin, her gagging but taking it all. My fingers pumped faster. She bucked against my hand, eyes still on the screen. "Fuck, this is hot," she muttered. I pulled her jeans down to her knees and got between her legs. Her pussy was dripping. I licked straight up her slit once, then buried my tongue inside her while she read the next part out loud.
The fic had the guy flipping the girl over and slamming into her ass. My tongue worked her clit hard. She grabbed my hair and ground against my face. "Don't stop," she said. I sucked her clit and shoved two fingers back into her cunt. She came quick, legs shaking, but she didn't close the tab. She scrolled to the next chapter while catching her breath.
I stood up and dropped my pants. My cock was rock hard. She looked at it, licked her lips, and leaned forward. Her mouth wrapped around the head and she sucked hard, taking me deep in one go. I thrust into her throat while she kept one hand on the laptop, scrolling. The story was now about the guy coming inside her and making her hold it while she walked around. She gagged on my cock but didn't pull off.
I pulled out and flipped her onto the couch. She got on all fours, ass up, still staring at the screen. I lined up and shoved my cock into her pussy in one thrust. She was tight and hot and wet as fuck. I fucked her rough, just like the story, slapping her ass and calling her a filthy reader. She pushed back against me, moaning louder with every word she read.
"Harder," she demanded. I gave it to her, pounding deep, balls slapping her clit. She reached back and rubbed her own clit while I drilled her. The story hit a new part where the guy was choking the girl while he came. I wrapped my hand around her throat and squeezed just enough. She clenched around my cock and came again, pussy pulsing.
I didn't stop. I flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and slammed back in. Her tits bounced with every thrust. She kept the laptop balanced on her stomach, reading the ending out loud between gasps. The characters were coming together, messy and loud. I felt my balls tighten. I pulled out at the last second and stroked my cock, shooting thick ropes across her stomach and tits while she finished the last paragraph.
She closed the laptop, breathing hard, cum cooling on her skin. We didn't say much after that. She just pulled me down for a messy kiss, both of us still sticky and satisfied. The story had done exactly what it promised.
