She walked in and dropped her bag, eyes locked on him like she wanted to rip his clothes off right there. "Give me that Belethors Smut," she said, voice low and rough. "I want it filthy tonight. No holding back."
He grabbed her by the hips and spun her around, bending her over the kitchen table. Her skirt flipped up easy. He yanked her panties down and slapped her ass hard enough to leave a red handprint. "You asked for it, slut. Spread those legs wider." She did, pushing her ass back at him. He unzipped and pulled out his thick cock, already hard and leaking. No teasing. He lined up and shoved it straight into her wet pussy in one deep thrust.
She groaned loud, gripping the table edge. "Fuck yes, pound me like that. Make it dirty." He slammed into her again and again, balls slapping against her. Her juices coated his shaft, dripping down her thighs. He reached under and rubbed her clit in fast circles, feeling it swell under his fingers. She pushed back harder, taking every inch. "Deeper, you bastard. Fuck that hole like you own it."
He pulled out, flipped her onto her back on the table, and spread her legs wide. Her pussy was pink and glistening, lips parted. He dropped to his knees and buried his face in it, tongue lapping up her taste before sucking hard on her clit. She grabbed his hair and ground against his mouth. "Eat it. Suck that pussy clean." He shoved two fingers inside her while his tongue worked, curling them to hit the spot that made her legs shake. She came fast, thighs clamping his head, pussy pulsing around his fingers as she yelled his name.
He stood up, wiped his mouth on his arm, and flipped her over again. This time he aimed lower. "You want Belethors Smut? Take it in the ass." He spit on his cock and pressed the head against her tight hole. She pushed back, relaxing just enough for him to sink in. Inch by inch until he was buried balls deep. She hissed at the stretch but rocked her hips anyway. "Yes, stretch my ass. Fuck it raw."
He started thrusting, slow at first then picking up speed. Her ass cheeks jiggled with every slap of his hips. He reached around and shoved three fingers into her pussy at the same time, feeling his own cock moving through the thin wall. She moaned nonstop, pushing back to meet every thrust.
"Harder. Wreck both holes." He obliged, pounding her ass while finger-fucking her cunt, thumb on her clit again. Sweat ran down his back. The table creaked under them.
He pulled out of her ass and slammed back into her pussy without warning. She gasped but took it, her walls clenching around him. He fucked her like that, switching holes every few strokes, keeping everything slick with spit and her juices. She reached down and rubbed her own clit, coming again with a shout, pussy and ass both spasming. He didn't stop. He kept driving into her, chasing his own release.
When he was close he pulled out, jerked his cock fast, and shot thick ropes of cum across her ass and lower back. Some landed on her pussy lips. She reached back and rubbed it in, pushing two fingers inside herself to mix it with her own wetness. "That's what I wanted. Filthy as hell."
They didn't clean up right away. She stayed bent over the table while he caught his breath, then she turned and dropped to her knees. She took his softening cock in her mouth, sucking off the mix of cum and her juices. He hardened again in her throat. She looked up at him, eyes watering, and kept sucking until he was rock hard once more.
He pulled her up, bent her over the couch this time, and fucked her pussy from behind while she fingered her own ass. The room filled with the wet sounds of skin on skin and her constant dirty talk. "Come in me this time. Fill that cunt." He did, grunting as he unloaded deep inside her. She clenched around him, milking every drop.
They collapsed on the couch afterward, breathing hard. She turned to him with a grin. "Round three in ten minutes. Be ready for more Belethors Smut." He nodded, already feeling his cock twitch again at the thought.
