She spotted him across the bar and knew right away this was going to be nothing but a dirty fuck. No names, no numbers, just raw cock and wet cunt. She walked straight over, leaned in, and said, "You look like you need to pound something hard tonight." He grinned, bought her a drink, and ten minutes later they were in the back of a cab with his hand already up her skirt, fingers rubbing her clit through soaked panties.
At his apartment he kicked the door shut and shoved her against the wall. "Strip," he ordered. She peeled off her dress and stood there naked while he dropped his pants. His cock sprang out thick and veiny, already leaking. She dropped to her knees without being told and swallowed him to the root, gagging as the head hit the back of her throat. He grabbed her hair and fucked her face, spit running down her chin onto her tits.
"Get on the bed," he growled. She crawled onto the mattress on all fours, ass up. He slapped her cheeks hard, then lined up and drove his cock straight into her pussy in one thrust. She moaned loud as he bottomed out, balls slapping her clit. He pounded her without mercy, hips snapping, the wet sound of his dick slamming into her filling the room. "Fuck, you're tight," he grunted. "Take it. Take every inch."
She pushed back to meet every thrust, begging for more. "Harder. Wreck my cunt." He flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over his shoulders, and drilled deeper. Her juices coated his shaft and ran down to her asshole. He spit on her clit and rubbed it fast while he fucked her, making her come hard, pussy clenching around him.
He didn't stop. Pulled out, flipped her again, and pressed the head of his cock against her asshole. "You want this too?" She nodded, pushing back. He worked it in slow at first, then buried himself balls-deep in her ass. She screamed into the pillow as he railed her, one hand reaching around to finger her empty pussy. "Both holes," he muttered. "Fucking slut."
They switched positions all night. She rode him reverse cowgirl, grinding her clit on his pubic bone while his cock stretched her ass. He bent her over the kitchen counter and fucked her pussy again, pulling her hair. She sucked him clean between rounds, tasting her own holes on his dick. He came first down her throat, thick ropes she swallowed greedily. Then he ate her out until she squirted on his face, then fucked her one last time, slow and deep, until she milked another load out of him straight into her cunt.
They lay there sweaty and spent, breathing hard. No promises, no small talk. Just the kind of filthy night that started with a look and ended with cum leaking down her thighs. She got dressed, kissed his cock once more for good measure, and walked out knowing exactly what it had been. Probably smut. The best kind.
