I found the stack of smut mangas hidden in the back of my roommate's closet while looking for a spare charger. They were dog-eared, pages sticky in places, full of thick cocks slamming into wet pussies, girls with their mouths stretched around veiny shafts, cum dripping everywhere. I flipped through one, felt my own cunt start to throb, and before I knew it I was on the couch with my hand down my shorts rubbing my clit while staring at a double-page spread of some chick getting railed from behind.
Jake walked in from work and caught me. He didn't say a word at first, just dropped his bag and stared at the open manga on the coffee table and my fingers working my soaked pussy. Then he grinned that dirty grin and said, "You like that shit? The real thing's better."
I didn't hesitate. I pulled my shorts off, spread my legs wider so he could see how wet I was, and told him straight, "Prove it. Fuck me like those pages."
He was on me in seconds. Pants down, cock already hard and leaking, he shoved two fingers straight into my cunt without warning. I moaned loud as he pumped them fast, thumb grinding my clit. "This pussy's dripping for it," he growled. "You been reading that filth and getting yourself off?"
"Yeah," I panted. "Now shut up and put your cock in me."
He yanked my tank top down, sucked hard on one nipple while he lined up and slammed inside in one thrust. No slow build, just full, deep fucking right away. His hips snapped against me, balls slapping my ass with every stroke. The manga was still open beside us showing some girl getting pounded in the same position, and I grabbed it, held it up so we could both look while he fucked me.
"Look at that," I said, voice shaking. "Fuck me just like that panel."
Jake grabbed my hips, flipped me onto my stomach, and drove back in from behind. He pounded harder, one hand fisting my hair, the other smacking my ass. "You want it dirty like those books? I'll fill this cunt till it's leaking."
I pushed back against him, meeting every thrust. The wet sounds were loud and filthy, just like the mangas described. He reached around and rubbed my clit in rough circles until I came hard, clenching around his cock, soaking his balls. He didn't stop. He kept fucking me through it, then pulled out, flipped me again, and shoved his cock into my mouth.
"Suck it clean," he ordered. I did, tasting myself all over him, gagging when he pushed deep into my throat. He pulled back, stroked himself twice, and shot thick ropes across my tits and face. I licked what I could reach, still horny as hell.
We weren't done. He dragged me to the bedroom, pushed me onto the bed, and told me to pick another manga. I grabbed one with a long scene of anal and oral mixed together. Jake read over my shoulder, then spread my ass and started licking my hole while I fingered my own pussy. When he pushed his tongue inside I nearly came again.
"Want that cock in your ass like the book?" he asked.
"Fuck yes. Do it raw."
He spat on my hole, worked a finger in, then two, stretching me while I kept reading out loud from the manga. When he finally pushed his cock into my ass it burned in the best way. He went slow at first, then faster once I started begging. One hand under me rubbing my clit, the other holding the manga open so we could both see the drawings while he fucked my ass.
I came again with his cock buried deep in my ass and three fingers in my cunt. He followed right after, pumping cum inside me until it leaked out around his shaft. We collapsed, sweaty and messy, the mangas scattered around us.
Later we showered together. He bent me over the tiles and fucked my pussy again, slower this time but still raw and deep, telling me every filthy thing he wanted to do next time we read together. By the time we got out we had plans to act out every single page in the stack.
I never put the mangas back in the closet. They stayed on the nightstand after that. Every time I picked one up, Jake knew exactly what it meant.
