Mia hit play on the smut audiobook the second she locked her apartment door. The narrator's deep voice filled the room, describing a woman on her knees with a thick cock shoved down her throat. Mia kicked off her jeans and panties in one motion, already wet from the drive home. She sprawled on the couch, legs spread wide, and shoved two fingers straight into her cunt as the story continued.
The voice got filthier. "He grabbed her hair and fucked her face until spit ran down her chin." Mia pumped her fingers faster, thumb grinding her clit. Her hips lifted off the cushions. The audiobook woman gagged and moaned, and Mia matched the sounds, groaning loud when she added a third finger. Juice coated her hand and dripped onto the fabric beneath her.
She grabbed her phone, turned the volume higher, and yanked her shirt up to pinch her nipples hard. The narrator switched to the man bending the woman over a table and slamming into her from behind. Mia flipped onto her stomach, ass in the air, and reached back to finger herself deeper. She pictured the thick cock stretching the character open and fucked herself harder, the wet sounds loud in the quiet room.
The story got rougher. "He slapped her ass and called her a filthy slut while he pounded her." Mia slapped her own ass, then reached under to rub her swollen clit in tight circles. Her thighs shook. She was close already, but she held off, wanting to come when the audiobook characters did.
The voice described the man pulling out and pushing into the woman's ass. Mia's eyes rolled back. She worked a finger into her own tight hole while her other hand kept rubbing her clit. The stretch burned and felt so fucking good. She rocked back on her fingers, panting, listening to every filthy detail the narrator delivered without mercy.
When the characters came, Mia let go. She buried her face in the cushion and came hard, cunt clenching around her fingers, ass pulsing. Clear fluid squirted onto the couch. She kept rubbing through it, drawing it out until her legs gave out and she collapsed in a sweaty heap.
The audiobook kept playing. Another scene started. Mia smiled, wiped her hand on her thigh, and reached for the toy in the drawer. She wasn't done yet. The night was just getting started, and that voice had hours more to give her. She pressed the vibrator to her sensitive clit, hit play on the next chapter, and let the raw words take her under again.
